Away from the big book, the educated youth became the village favorite by running errands

Since we hadn’t gotten any tickets recently, we had no plans to eat at the state-owned restaurant, so we just found a place sheltered from the wind and had a bite.

Apart from the fact that Song Shuangshuang and her brother had a space system, there were basically no secrets between the four of them. He Feiyang directly asked Song Shuangshuang if she had found cotton, as he also wanted to make a pair of cotton shoes for Wen Zicheng.

"I could only get three kilograms. I specifically asked when I would get more, but the man couldn't tell me. But because we often get goods there, he promised me that he would keep five kilograms for me next time there was cotton."

"It's fine if there is some, it's better than nothing." He Feiyang knew that cotton was not easy to get, so he didn't force it. If it weren't for the Song Shuangshuang siblings, he wouldn't be able to get even a pound of cotton.

After staying in the city for a few more hours, they returned to the village.

After dark, Song Youlin and He Feiyang went up the mountain with cotton.

None of them knew how to make clothes or shoes, and they couldn't ask the aunties in the village to help them, so they could only send it to Grandpa Jiang and the others to find a way. Yes, that's right, they thought that with Grandpa Jiang around, the cotton would most likely be taken to Jiang Jingcheng's house and asked Jiang's mother to help make it.

Afraid that they would not accept the cotton they brought, the two men put the cotton bags on the ground, knocked on the door, and when they heard someone coming to open the door, they hurried away.

It was Meng Chen who opened the door. He didn't see anyone, only the package on the ground. He went out and looked around, but didn't see anyone, so he took the package and went back into the house.

Everyone in the room knew that the only people who could come here besides He Feiyang and his friends was Jiang Jingcheng. However, they only saw Meng Chen carrying a package into the room, and no one followed him in.

"Old Meng, what is this?"

Meng Chen shook his head and said he didn't know. When he opened the door, there was only a package and no one was there.

What didn't the few people know? They could tell at a glance that it was sent by He Feiyang and his group. They were afraid that they would not accept it, so they just threw it away and left.

Grandpa Jiang asked Meng Chen to open it and take a look. If his guess was correct, the bag should be cotton. When he opened it, it was indeed cotton.

Meng Chen didn't quite understand why these kids were getting cotton.

Wen Zicheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "You are such a rough guy, can't you see that? These kids were afraid that we would get cold in the winter, so they specially got some cotton for us to make clothes."

He guessed that these kids sent cotton directly because they didn't know how to make clothes. If they sent it directly, it would also allow Grandpa Jiang to give the cotton to Jiang Jingcheng and let him take it back to make clothes.

As he was speaking, Jiang Jingcheng arrived.

"Jingcheng, it's just right that you're here. Your uncle Wen's students got a few pounds of cotton, you can send it back to them. Tell them that they have helped us a lot, and they definitely can't accept this cotton. Let them keep it to make their own clothes. I see those kids don't have much to wear, and our winter is very cold, don't let them get frozen."

Jiang Jingcheng looked at the bag of cotton and fell into deep thought.

Where did that girl find the means? She got the cotton before her and even asked him for help. It would be almost the same if he asked her for help instead.

Jiang Jingcheng knew that these people wanted to give the cotton to Grandpa and his family to make cotton-padded clothes and quilts, so he had to tell Grandpa Jiang

"I know about this. They came to me a few days ago and wanted to ask if I could get some more cotton to make clothes for you. I didn't expect that they were faster than me. You can keep it. Even if you send it back, they will have to send it to you."

Grandpa Jiang didn't expect these kids to go to this extent, so he still didn't want to accept them.

They wanted Jiang Jingcheng to send it back to them, but Grandpa Sun said, "Leave it here. If you send it back, they will have to send it back to us, and they may even bring something else with them. Jingcheng, when you are free, take one of the small yellow croakers I left with you and send it to them."

"Grandpa Sun, this..." Isn't it too valuable? Jiang Jingcheng didn't expect Grandpa Sun to use the small yellow croaker that he had. Those were all left by Grandma Sun at the cost of her life.

"Take it. They saved my life. Can't a small yellow croaker buy back my old bones? In the future, please take care of them for Grandpa Sun."

Jiang Jingcheng said he understood.

"I'll take this cotton back first. I'll save some to make you a thicker quilt. The ones you have now aren't warm enough."

Grandpa Jiang was annoyed by his dawdling and chased him away.

Jiang Jingcheng was helpless. Ever since Song Youlin and the others came here, he became less and less liked by his grandfather, who would always chase him away after only a few minutes of staying.

After the people left, they asked Grandpa Sun if he really planned to give the things his wife left behind to the children. They actually had some hidden things, and they could give their things to the children.

Grandpa Sun just smiled and said that those things were all external possessions, and his wife kept them for future use. He was saved by these children, and they always cared about him, so how could he be reluctant to give up a small yellow croaker?

"They are all good kids." Grandpa Sun had tears in his eyes and patted his thigh angrily.

Grandpa Jiang and Wen Zicheng looked at each other and sighed. They couldn't help at all now, and could only silently wish that the children would stay in the countryside for a few fewer years, return to the city earlier, and have a good future.

The next morning, Song Shuangshuang lay on the kang thinking about what He Feiyang said yesterday.

She wanted to get two rabbits back and ask her aunt to help make a pair of thick and warm cotton shoes for her brother!

It's just that... there's plenty of rabbit meat in the supermarket, but there's not a single rabbit skin. Even if there are rabbits in the mountains, she can't catch them. What should she do?

Song Shuangshuang tossed and turned on the kang. Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind. She remembered that Liu Juhua's husband Jiang Changgui used to be a hunter. Maybe their family could have rabbit skins!

Song Shuangshuang changed her clothes and went to Liu Juhua's house. She didn't even hear Tan Anjing calling her and she almost ran all the way.

The villagers only eat two meals a day in winter, but Song Shuangshuang is not worried at all about disturbing other people's meals at this time.

It was Jiang Changgui who opened the door. "Song Zhiqing? Are you here to see my wife? She's lying in the room."

Song Shuangshuang wanted to say that she came to see him, but after hearing Jiang Changgui say that Liu Juhua was on the kang in the room, she changed her tone and asked, "Ah? Is my sister-in-law not feeling well?"

Liu Juhua is such a hardworking person. I never see her taking a break. Even in winter, she often washes clothes at home while Jiang Changgui goes up the mountain.

These are what Song Shuangshuang heard from Aunt Chang and the others.

Jiang Changgui's face was not very good. He said, "Your sister-in-law has had stomachaches these days. I wanted to take her to the hospital but she refused, saying that she had pulled it out from washing clothes these days and that she would be fine after lying on the kang for two days."

If she hadn't known that Liu Juhua was injured and couldn't have a baby, Song Shuangshuang would have thought she was pregnant and guessed that she might have dysmenorrhea. She told Jiang Changgui that she wanted to go in and see Sister Juhua.

"Okay, come in."

Jiang Changgui was quite happy that someone could come and talk to his wife. His wife was concerned about the scar on her face and was not willing to go out and talk to other women. So he took Song Shuangshuang into the house.

"Wife, look, Song Zhiqing is here. You two can chat for a while while I go out and get him a glass of water."