The next day, Friday, November 20, 1987.

Wang Meilan got up early in the morning, sat in the outhouse with a notebook, and used Zhao Na's unwanted pencil tip to write something in the notebook.

Until Zhao Youcai came out of the east room, walked to Wang Meilan, tilted his head and looked at it, and said: "Is this such a big deal?"

"Why not?" Wang Meilan closed the notebook, put it in her pocket, looked at the flames dancing in the stove, and said, "I am just a son. If I don't use my energy now, why should I keep it?"

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After saying that, Wang Meilan turned to glare at Zhao Youcai.

"Then do it quickly." Zhao Youcai was so stunned by Wang Meilan's glare that he hurriedly opened the door and went to the latrine.

By the time Zhao Jun and Jie Chen got up, it was almost five o'clock. After they finished cleaning up, Wang Meilan had already picked up the dry food from the pot.

This morning, Zhao Jun’s family ate pickled cabbage baskets.

The cornmeal is stuffed with sauerkraut filling, and there is no meat at all, but as long as it is stuffed, it is a poor man's delight in the forest areas of this era.

But Wang Meilan steamed this just because she wanted to eat it. Although there was no meat in the sauerkraut baskets she steamed, there was a lot of meat oil. After picking up the steaming sauerkraut baskets one by one under the curtain, Wang Meilan called to Zhao Jun:

"Son, give this pot to your mother-in-law and send it to them."

"I'll go, Auntie." Jie Chen hurried over and said, "I just wanted to ask my mother if I need to bring her anything."

"That's okay." Wang Meilan took a curtain tied with sorghum poles and covered the mouth of the basin before saying to Jie Chen: "Young minister, run away, or you might get cold."

Jie Chen agreed with a smile and ran out holding the basin. After he left, Wang Meilan began to steam a pot of pickled cabbage baskets.

After putting the dry food into the pot, Wang Meilan wiped her hands and went into the house to find Zhao Jun.

At this time, Zhao Jun and Zhao Youcai were feeding the bears and teasing the lynx on the kang in the west room. When they saw Wang Meilan come in, they took out a small book from his pocket, opened the page with the pencil tip, and casually tore off her writing paper and handed it to her.

Zhao Jun.

"Oh my god!" Zhao Jun took a look and couldn't help but look at Wang Meilan and said: "Why buy so many things?"

"Ah!" Wang Meilan stretched out her hand to touch the paper and said, "Son, just buy what mom wrote, no more, no less."

"Ah, okay." Zhao Jun glanced at the paper again and suddenly felt a little overwhelmed. Men of his generation are not good at shopping. Whenever he buys something, he feels scared.

Therefore, Zhao Jun smiled bitterly at Wang Meilan and said, "Mom, how about you and I go there."

"I can't go." Wang Meilan took a step back, held her hands in front of her, and said, "There are so many things going on at home, how can I leave?"

"Oops!" Zhao Jun sighed softly and said, "Okay then!"

As soon as Zhao Jun finished speaking, there was the sound of opening the door in the east room. The three of them were startled and stretched their necks to look towards the outer room.

"Brother! Brother!" Zhao Hong ran all the way to the west room. The little girl got up and came over without even wearing her own clothes or suspenders on her cotton trousers.

"What are you doing?" Wang Meilan, who was closest to the door, picked up Zhao Hong, put it on the kang, pulled up the pockets in front of the cotton trousers and the suspenders on the waistband, and said, "What are you doing up so early?

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Zhao Hong ignored Wang Meilan, but stretched out her little hand to Zhao Jun and shouted: "Brother..."

"Oh!" Zhao Jun stretched out his hand, held the small hand with his big hand, and asked his sister: "Sister, what do you want to do?"

"Brother!" Zhao Hong looked at Zhao Jun and said, "Don't forget to buy me a ribbon to smash!"

"Ah...hehe." Zhao Jun was stunned for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Don't worry, I won't forget it."

"This child!" Wang Meilan stopped wearing Zhao Hong's sling and asked, "Are you going to sleep yet?"

"I won't sleep anymore!" Zhao Hong pointed to the door and said, "My little sister is up too."

"Oh my God!" Wang Meilan pushed Zhao Hong into Zhao Youcai's arms and said, "Tie the strap on for her."

With that said, Wang Meilan hurriedly walked to the east room.

Zhao Youcai clumsily tied Zhao Hong's suspender belt and said, "The second daughter is the only one who ties up her hair. How can we not sleep?"

"Dad, that one looks great!" Zhao Hong gestured to Zhao Youcai and said, "I'll use it to tie my little sister's hair."

"Ah!" Hearing this, Zhao Youcai turned to Zhao Jun and said, "Did you hear that? I have to buy it back today!"

Zhao Jun: "..."

Seeing Zhao Jun rolling his eyes at him, Zhao Youcai, who had recently made a fortune, hesitated for a moment before asking, "How much does that thing cost?"

"That's not expensive." Zhao Jun said, "A roll is only eighty cents."

Zhao Jun didn't know how much that thing cost, but he thought it wouldn't be too expensive.

"Ah..." Zhao Youcai leaned to the side, reached for money from his trouser pocket, took out a two-yuan note and threw it to Zhao Jun, and said grandly: "Buy two papers and give them to these girls.

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As soon as Zhao Youcai finished speaking, he saw Zhao Jun take the money and put it in his pocket.

Zhao Youcai's face collapsed, and he turned around and smiled at Zhao Hong: "It's okay, second daughter, if dad is rich, dad will buy it for you."

"Dad, you are so kind!" Zhao Hong put her arms around Zhao Youcai's neck, and Zhao Youcai was so happy that he couldn't help but smile and said: "She is my second daughter, she is just like her father."

Zhao Youcai didn't say anything nice, but Zhao Jun found it quite interesting.

The next second, Zhao Hong let go of Zhao Youcai's neck and said, "Dad, you said last time that you made money, so you bought dolls for me and my little sister."
Chapter completed!