Ning Qinghua makes wooden furniture for people in the town, charging by the piece and giving his boss a share of the profits.
Aside from the wood, the other materials for these furniture were all prepared by the buyer. After completing a set of furniture, there were still a lot of leftovers, which were given to Ning Qinghua. Sometimes, if he met someone generous enough, he could even get some not-too-cheap food.
The brown sugar that the original owner often drank some time ago was given by his employer.
As soon as they saw the familiar woven bag, the three boys came over quickly and asked in a flurry, "Uncle San, what delicious food did you bring?"
After saying this, he swallowed subconsciously.
The eldest aunt was at a loss for words and tapped her son's forehead. "You little bastard, that was given to Huanbao by your third uncle. It has nothing to do with you."
Ning Qinghua waved his hand, "We're all family, why should we differentiate between you and me?"
As he said that, he opened the woven bag.
"Wow!" Everyone was amazed when they saw what was inside.
In the past, Ning Qinghua only took some cloth, paint and other things, but the best thing he took that time was two heavy pieces of brown sugar, which was enough for Ning Zhihuan to drink for half a year.
This time, in addition to the fabric, the bag also contained a red floral dress. Not to mention the food: a small can of malted milk, a bag of noodles, a small basket of eggs, and even bubble gum and chocolate!
You have to know that these things that can be seen everywhere in later generations can only be afforded by people with a monthly income of ten thousand yuan now.
Even Old Lady Ning was shocked. "Why are there so many this time? San, don't tell me you did something bad!"
"How could that be? Mom, this was a big deal, and I made a lot of money, so I bought Huanbao a skirt." Ning Qinghua said cheerfully, "These foods were all given by my employer."
Old Mrs. Ning held the malted milk in her hands, feeling dizzy and skeptical. "Really?"
"It's even better than Pearl. My employer moved here from the city and ordered a whole set of furniture. The wood used is all mahogany, and the materials used are all imported from abroad. The leftover scraps this time are much better than before, and there are more of them. I didn't want to bother with it, so I just brought a little bit. This is it."
Ning Qinghua untied the straps and spread out the fabric.
"Wow!!"
My aunt works in a garment factory and is a connoisseur of fine goods. She held her breath and touched it, "It's indeed much better! What kind of fabric is this? I've never seen it before!"
Ning Zhihuan took a closer look under the light and blurted out, "This is silk!"
Everyone looked at each other.
"What is silk?"
"Silk is silk from silkworms, and it is also a kind of fabric." Brother Ning has read a lot and knows a lot.
However, Ning Zhihuan recognized it at a glance, which surprised and delighted everyone.
"Huanbao, how do you know what this silk is called?"
The original owner really didn't know, but who is Ning Zhihuan? He is a highly intelligent talent valued and fully cultivated by the country. He has read a lot of books since he was a child and his brain is comparable to Baidu.
She rolled her eyes and found a more credible excuse, "I saw it in the book my father brought back."
Ning Qinghua would take home the books his employer had given him that he no longer wanted. They were all a miscellaneous collection, and there might have been one or two books about fabrics, which Huanbao happened to see.
Everyone nodded in acceptance and praised her intelligence.
However, compared to this impractical cloth, everyone is more interested in food.
Ning Qinghua gave the big items to Old Lady Ning and gave the right to distribute snacks to Ning Zhihuan.
"I don't like sweet things, so the bubble gum is for my brothers." She took out a large piece of chocolate with ten squares carved out of it. She said, "There are exactly ten people in the family, including me. We'll each have one. But I don't like chocolate, so I'll give my share to Grandma!"
After she finished speaking, there was silence all around, and nine pairs of eyes filled with tears of emotion fell on her.
Ning Zhihuan subconsciously took a step back.
What is going on?
Old Mrs. Ning wiped her tears and said, "Oh, Huanbao has grown up and knows how to care for others."
Ning Qinghua rubbed her head, looking pleased, "You are indeed a good girl to your father."
The two brothers, Qiankun and Kun, tacitly put the bubble gum into her hands and said with a smile, "Huanbao, I'm a boy and I don't eat such sweet things."
Ning Zhihuan: “…”
She wasn't lying, she really didn't like eating these things.
But once she pushed it away, the nine people around her looked at her as if they knew how much she had suffered, and the emotions in their eyes became more complicated.
Ning Zhihuan had no choice but to accept the snacks, which were considered a luxury in this era. Although he felt a little helpless, he felt more of a warmth of being pampered and spoiled.
Ning Hong stood not far away, looking at the happy scene in the main hall, her eyes full of twisted jealousy.
This little bitch is so lucky. Not only was she not taken away by the kidnappers, but she also turned a disaster into a blessing and is no longer stupid.
Old Mrs. Zhu is also useless. She is in her sixties or seventies and she can't even handle a child!
Is Ning Zhihuan destined to become the CEO of a listed company and have a happy family, just like in her previous life? Even if he were reborn, would he still be surpassed by her?
Ning Hong gritted her teeth, recalling her past life, kneeling at customers' feet, waiting on them. When they were unhappy, they'd kick her, or burn her with cigarette butts, yet she dared not even move a finger to resist. Yet, the people she carefully coaxed and waited on longed to meet Ning Zhihuan and do business with him.
She would never forget a customer who lifted her chin on his toes, his tone full of contempt, "Tsk, we're all surnamed Ning, how come Mr. Ning is so noble and you're so lowly!"
Thinking of this, Ning Hong clenched his fists tightly.
That's right, they all have the surname Ning, so why is Ning Zhihuan being pampered by the Ning family, while she is only fit to be a transparent person?!
She is unwilling to accept it, she is unwilling to accept it!
Ning Hong stared at the people who were surrounded, and the hatred in her eyes almost became tangible.
As if sensing something, Ning Zhihuan raised his head and met her eyes.
The eyes that always smiled at the Ning family were now indifferent and cold, without any emotion.
No, yes.
——It is contempt, disdain, and ridicule, just like looking at a clown.
Ning Hong's jealousy was suddenly frozen. She shuddered subconsciously, bit her lip, slammed the door and left.
Hearing the noise, Old Lady Ning turned around and frowned, muttering, "What the hell, he's young but has a big temper."
Ning Zhihuan retracted her gaze and smiled, "Grandma, let's ignore her and see what I picked up on the mountain."
"Oh, yes!" Old Lady Ning greeted everyone, her eyes wrinkled with laughter. "Huanbao, show it to everyone!"
Facing those pairs of eyes that looked like they were coaxing a child, Ning Zhihuan no longer felt as uncomfortable as before.
She brought the homemade basket in front of her, flicked away the leaves, stretched out her hand, and picked up the pheasant that she had knocked unconscious and had its feet tied.
“Wow!”
This pheasant with a blue neck and red head is as tall as a one-year-old baby. Looking at its shiny feathers, it is definitely a fighter among pheasants.
"Pheasant meat is not tasty, but we can raise it. It is a hen and can lay eggs." Ning Zhihuan said.
How could anyone in the Ning family disagree? Huanbao was so smart, whatever he said was right.
"By the way, what is this shiny thing?" Second Aunt took a closer look and immediately screamed, "Diamond?!"
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