When she returned home, the people in the Qiao family had not yet gotten up, so she had to go to the kitchen to cook: she cooked porridge with rice and sweet potato rice. To be honest, the taste was really not very good, but it was impossible to eat dry rice three times a day, and it was impossible to buy steamed buns from the canteen every day, so she had to make do like this.
There is no need to cook, just pick some pickled radish strips from the jar and eat with rice.
Qiao Mo drank a bowl of porridge with radish strips and went back to the house. She had nothing to do, so she took out her junior high school textbooks and flipped through them. With the original owner's memories and her body tempered by supernatural powers, her brain had also been developed to a certain extent. Her memory and comprehension abilities had greatly improved. She could remember those textbooks after just one look and could understand them thoroughly, which saved her a lot of time.
After Qiao Chenglin and the others had gone to work, she went to look for Yang Weihua with the bag of winter clothes and quilts. This time, her luck was better because the old lady of the Yang family had gone out to brag about something, and Yang Weihua was the only one left at home.
"Momo, what are you doing?" Yang Weihua asked in confusion when he saw Qiao Mo coming over with a big bag on his back.
"Cousin, there are too many things. I can't carry them. These are clothes and quilts for winter. I would like to ask you to send them to me later." Qiao Mo said embarrassedly.
"Of course. Put it here and I'll send it to you when the time comes." Yang Weihua took the bag, took it back to his room and stuffed it into the cabinet.
"Cousin, this is the postage." Qiao Mo took out ten dollars and gave it to him.
"No need. I'll deduct the required amount from the rent when the time comes." Yang Weihua refused.
"Cousin, it's better for you to send these things to me earlier. You don't have any money, and it's too late to wait until you collect the rent." Qiao Mo insisted on giving him the money.
Yang Weihua understood what she meant and had to take the money: "I'll send it when you write to me."
"Cousin, I'm gone." Qiao Mo waved at him and turned to leave. She still needed to go to the neighborhood committee to collect the subsidy for going to the countryside. This was something she suddenly remembered just now: the original owner had heard from classmates and neighbors that educated youth who went to the countryside all received subsidies, but Qiao Chenglin and Zhang Meiyu had not mentioned this in the past few days, and she almost forgot about it. She didn't know whether they didn't collect it or wanted to embezzle the subsidy.
"Auntie, is this Director Yang?" After entering the neighborhood committee, Qiao Mo asked the auntie sitting at the door.
The neighborhood committee is not far from the textile factory’s residential area. Qiao Mo has lived here for nearly two years and knows almost everyone there.
"Xiao Qiao, what do you want to see Director Yang about?" The aunt also knew Qiao Mo and knew that she was about to go to the countryside.
"Well, I'm here to collect the subsidy for going to the countryside. Auntie, who should I look for?" Qiao Mo asked with a smile.
"Your uncle has already received your subsidy for going to the countryside. Didn't she give it to you?" The aunt put away the smile on her face.
"No, my uncle never mentioned this to me. I thought she didn't come to claim it. Aunt, I wanted to use the subsidies to buy some things for myself in the countryside, but now I have nothing." Qiao Mo cried anxiously.
"My uncle asked me to go to the countryside in place of my eldest cousin, but he didn't prepare anything for me. I don't even have a pound of grain coupons or an inch of cloth coupons. I was thinking that with the subsidies, it wouldn't be a big deal to buy them there, but...what should I do?"
"They didn't prepare anything for you?" the aunt asked in disbelief.
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