Fast travel to the front line of eating melons in the world

As the days passed, after Zhang Jie received his salary, he specially bought a face cream and mailed it to Zhang Yu. As for the other things, it's not that he had not thought about mailing them. Zhang Yu had repeatedly asked him to buy them, saying that they were in great demand on the farm.

Zhang Jie thought of the coat he saw in the mall. It didn't require cloth coupons, but the price was a bit expensive. He fell in love with it at first sight and thought that Zhang Yu would look beautiful in it. Thinking of what Zhang Yu had repeatedly reminded him in her heart, Zhang Jie did not mail the money or other things, but opened a separate savings account for the money.

Zhang Wei and Yao Ying saw Zhang Jie go to the post office to mail something, and when he came back, he actually brought back a big package.

The couple was shocked, "Xiao Jie, what are you doing?"

"Wasn't it going to be cold soon? Xiaoyu bought some cotton from her." Zhang Jie paused, "I also received a letter. Xiaoyu said that I need to pay for it."

Cotton? Yao Ying was surprised. Cotton is a good thing and very popular. In order to get a new quilt for Zhang Yu, she had to spend a lot of favors to get it. She didn't expect that her own daughter could get cotton.

"There's someone in the neighboring village who has a relative in Xinjiang Province, and he can get some cotton. The other party has a good relationship with Xiaoyu, so the deal was made." Zhang Jie was really surprised. He really didn't expect that Zhang Yu just went to the farm, but he could have a good relationship with the people in the surrounding villages.

Cotton from Xinjiang Province? Yao Ying was so surprised that she opened the package and looked at the cotton. "It's cotton from Xinjiang Province, long-staple cotton."

"This cotton is good." Yao Ying looked at the cotton in her hand and began to think about how to use it.

"Xiao Jie, I'll make you a new cotton-padded jacket." Yao Ying thought for a long time whether to give it to the man or to her son, and finally decided to give it to her son because her son was not in good health.

Zhang Wei also thought it would be better to make a cotton-padded jacket for Zhang Jie, but the latter declined in various ways, "Mom, I think it's better to make a cotton-padded jacket for Dad. He hasn't had a new cotton-padded jacket for a long time."

"Xiao Jie, I'll make you a new cotton-padded jacket. Otherwise, if you get cold, your body will be in bad shape, which will be worse than expected." Zhang Wei really didn't want to see his son get sick.

Zhang Wei had just read the letter from Zhang Yu. "Didn't Xiaoyu say that I can buy it again if I have the chance in the future?"

"I'll give it to you this time, and do it for me next time." As for Zhang Yu, Zhang Wei knew that his daughter would definitely not want it. But she repeatedly said in the letter that she had a new cotton-padded coat and a new quilt.

Yao Ying nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I think so too."

"Let's arrange it this way. Then I'll make a cotton vest for your dad and one for Xiaojie using Xiaojie's old cotton coat."

"You can wear it at home, too." Not only are the father and son busy at work, they also have to work overtime when they get home. It's really...

Yao Ying suddenly remembered something. "Today, Director Zhang from the Subdistrict Office saw me and told me that the cashier of the Subdistrict Office was sick and needed someone to take over temporarily. He wanted me to go."

"I thought I had nothing to do at home anyway, so I decided to go to work." Since handing over the job to her son, Yao Ying has been feeling uncomfortable every day.

Doing housework every day is to keep her busy and not let her think too much, but she still hopes to go to work.

When Zhang Wei heard that she could still go to work at the street office, he was of course supportive in every way. If it wasn't for Xiaojie taking over, his wife would definitely not retire now.

"Okay." Yao Ying knew that Zhang Wei would agree, but she still had to ask, "Then I'll talk to Director Zhang tomorrow." Yao Ying felt much better when she thought that she would also be a commuteer soon.

"By the way, the Spring Festival is just a month away. My daughter has been gone for more than two months, and it's already the autumn harvest. Although the girl said in the letter that she was fine, how good can it be?"

Yao Ying thought for a moment and said, "On weekends, when our family of three has nothing to do, we can go fishing."

Ever since Zhang Yu went to the farm, Zhang Wei and his son would go fishing when they were free on weekends. They would occasionally trade a few catches, but more often they would bring them back, pickle them a little, and wait to eat them during the Spring Festival.

There are quite a few salted fish at home now, but there are many things missing at home. Yao Ying thinks that if she can catch a big fish, she can exchange it for some tickets.

Zhang Wei hummed, "I know. I'll go fishing on the weekend and exchange some gas and food coupons for them?"

"How could you forget the cloth coupons? We'll be farming there, and it will definitely cost a lot of money to make clothes. Your children will be sent away at such a young age, and I don't know how they are doing."

If she wasn't worried about the bad influence, Yao Ying would have wanted to take a bus over to see how her daughter was doing. Even if she said she was doing well over there, no one would believe her.

But it doesn’t matter, the Spring Festival is coming soon, “I don’t know when the ship sent by the city will leave this time.”

"I don't know what the environment on the ship is like. I heard that the ship will leave in the afternoon. If everything goes well, it will be afternoon when we get here. We will have to stay on the ship for the whole day. I don't know how we will get three meals a day."

Zhang Wei and his son listened to Yao Ying's chatter and worries, but they didn't say anything. They had already inquired about this, and unless something unexpected happened, this would be the process.

At the beginning, he kept explaining, but later, he understood that his wife was just nervous, so he let her continue nagging.

"Oh, by the way, I'm going to the countryside this weekend." Yao Ying remembered something, "Aunt Wang told me that she has eggs for sale at her parents' home."

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and it is also my daughter’s first Spring Festival as an educated youth, so of course we cannot be careless.

"Yes, yes. If there are chickens, buy another one. It will be good to make chicken soup later." Zhang Wei remembered that his daughter loved to drink chicken soup.

Zhang Jie joined the topic, "In the fall, my mother and I went up to the mountains to collect mushrooms and dried them, which were just right for making soup."

"Yes, yes." Although there is still some time before the Spring Festival, Zhang Wei and others have already started discussing what ingredients to prepare for the Spring Festival.

Zhang Yu took a look at the stove, added a coal ball, and then left a slight gap in the window, otherwise it would be a disaster if there was gas poisoning.

Lying in bed, I immediately hugged the bottle of saline and felt alive. "I soak my feet every day and it feels so comfortable."

Since the beginning of winter, the two sisters of the Xia family have been huddled in one bed. Besides being warmer, their quilts are not that thick, so the two sisters won't get cold when they sleep together.

Xia Lei looked at the stove and said, "Thank goodness there is a stove in the winter."

Zhao Tong nodded continuously, "Yes, yes, this money must be spent."

"I really don't understand what Lu Yun and the other two are thinking. The bedding is not even thick, and they don't even buy a stove." Xia Lian really didn't understand.

"It's not like they are broke." They could be said to be broke when they first arrived, but now they have been getting paid for several months, so how could they be broke?

Why didn't the two of them agree to buy the stove? Zhang Yu guessed that they were worried about being at a disadvantage. Both of them were calculating people.