Early Saturday morning, the father and daughter drove to G City College.
My mother was just coming back from buying groceries with Teacher Liu and had just arrived at the door of the staff dormitory.
"Mom, did you go to City G to buy it?" Ying Han asked.
"No, there's a town nearby, about a kilometer away. They sell everything there. Teacher Liu and I ran over there."
"Run one kilometer and I'll buy you a bicycle someday." Ying's father frowned.
"Forget it. Our two children are in school. Let's keep the money." Ying's mother was reluctant to spend the money. They had just returned to work, and the family didn't have much money. How could they buy such big things?
"Mom, my brother and I both receive subsidies, and we have some left over every month. We don't need any money."
"Yes, before I left, I took out the iron box that Hanhan had buried in my parents' yard. The hundreds of dollars inside were all there, wrapped tightly and not damp at all."
Originally, Yinghan was responsible for installing the window, but unfortunately the window sash was too heavy. In the end, Yinghan asked his father to help, and the three of them sealed the window together.
Ying Han also built a few partitions on the balcony for his mother.
"I made a wider one down there so Mom can work here in the future."
I originally wanted to get a bed, but my mother refused to let me do so, saying that the room was small and there would be no space to move around if I got a big bed.
Ying's father and Ying Han rushed back to City Z after dinner.
Ying Han wrote a letter to Yan Jiuxiang, telling her that his parents had returned and their family was reunited.
Yan Jiuxiang wrote back, expressing her happiness for them, and also told her that Uncle Yan had been promoted and was now the director of the school.
The two of them exchanged letters from time to time, occasionally talking about family matters and interesting things happening in their respective schools.
The weather is getting colder, and my mother occasionally comes back on Sundays.
In the blink of an eye, it was October. With the National Day holiday, the family had just reunited for two days.
Dad and brother suddenly received an order to go on a mission.
Ying Han then remembered that his brother had died in this mission.
She knew it was impossible to stop her brother from going.
So I thought of the same method as last time, and used wood to copy a dozen very small gourds in the space so that they could be carried around easily.
It was filled with fog water and blocked tightly with a wooden plug.
"Dad, carry a few with you, and brother, carry a few with you. Remember, if you get hurt, drink more of this water to prevent yourself from getting an infection or fever. Also, this colorful little gourd contains anti-inflammatory medicine, so be sure to carry it with you."
"Hanhan, why are we storing all this water? We have a kettle."
"This water of mine isn't just any ordinary water. An old doctor taught me this when I was in Erzha Village. It has anti-inflammatory and physique-boosting properties. Drink it when you're injured. It's definitely useful. Don't take it lightly."
"I know, I know."
"My father and brother promised me not to throw it away casually."
"Promise, we promise."
The two men knew that their families were worried, so they tried their best to be obedient and not make them too anxious.
After her father and brother passed away, she and her mother worried about them all the time.
The weather is cold, so my mother only comes back once a month.
Yinghan doesn't go home on Sundays now. She always stays in her small room, which she calls the small building.
Today she went to the department store and bought an electric rice cooker for more than 40 yuan. She also wanted to buy a water heater, but unfortunately there was no gas at home, so she couldn't use it.
She was unwilling to buy gas because it was unsafe.
Fortunately, there is a bathhouse in school, so I can take a bath whenever I want.
"Oh, I haven't found anything I like in terms of furniture purchases lately."
"Go to the furniture factory."
"I went to the furniture factory and saw that they always had the same old furniture. Nothing new. My house has a corner and I wanted to put a table there. The factory couldn't buy one. I talked to the carpenter for a long time, but the one he made was awful and I couldn't return it."
Ying Han was walking on the street when she heard the news. She thought that opening a furniture store would be a good idea as she had plenty of wood in her space.
A week passed like this, and when I got home today, I saw that the house next door was selling.
The house next door is different from her little house. There is a tiled house in the front, which is close to the road, and the yard is inside.
The place is much bigger than her small house.
Their family of six lives here. Their eldest son and second son are getting married, so they plan to sell this house and buy a large residential plot in the suburbs to build a house.
"Auntie, how much do you want to sell this house?"
"Three thousand, no bargaining. Girl, our house is much bigger than yours."
Ying Han thought about it all night, and the next day he went to find the family and asked for the house.
She planned to renovate the place and sell furniture here, but Ying Han didn't immediately find someone to clean it up. Instead, she left it there, thinking of sorting it out before the New Year.
Winter vacation came, and the day before his mother came back, Yinghan filled the rice jar at home.
Sweet potatoes, millet, various vegetables, and various fruits are all placed in the kitchen.
There is still no news about father and brother, so it’s just the mother and daughter this New Year.
They used to have grandparents in their family, but now they have no relatives left at home.
My mother said that all the relatives on my father's side are long gone.
However, I unexpectedly received a New Year's greeting letter from Yan Jiuxiang.
Mother Ying was also very grateful to Yan Jiuxiang. It was thanks to her that she secretly took care of her during that last period of time.
The mother and daughter discussed it and went to the mall to buy some local specialties and mailed them to them.
During the New Year holidays, Ying Han and her mother went shopping in the department store all day. Her mother bought her a short down jacket, which was quite expensive, costing more than twenty yuan. Her mother also bought a cotton jacket for herself.
In addition to buying some firecrackers and candles, the family also cut some meat and bought two fish and a chicken.
Other people’s families celebrate the New Year in a lively manner, but theirs is quiet.
There was no TV at home, so Ying's mother spent her time at home learning calligraphy.
Ying Han was drawing sketches at home, planning for their Z city, for example, how a residential community should be planned and what kind of housing types would be most popular among the public.
"It would be nice if there was a big balcony here. Mom wants a study of her own." Ying's mother was writing calligraphy next to her daughter. She watched her daughter draw a floor plan and could understand it.
"Mom, what you said is more idealistic. Nowadays, the company allocates housing to you. As long as you have a place to live, that's enough. We won't give you a house that's too big. I drew this two-bedroom, one-living room apartment. It has a separate bathroom, a separate kitchen, and a large balcony in the living room for drying clothes. It's very suitable for people's current lives."
"That's true, but we have two children, a boy and a girl. How can we live here? We can't live here."
"A man and a woman can also use the balcony as a small bedroom. Of course, I have a three-bedroom apartment, you see."
"Well, this one is good. This three-bedroom one is pretty good." Ying's mother now particularly likes this kind of apartment building.
Ying Han also thought that one day the residents of this city would be able to live in the buildings she designed.
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