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

After dark, Jiang Jingcheng found the small yellow croaker that Grandpa Sun asked him to send and went to Song Shuangshuang's house.

He estimated that He Feiyang and Tan Anjing were still at Song Shuangshuang's house at this time, so he could just send the things to them and let them decide what to do. By the way...

Get some fabric back.

He really couldn't get so many defective cloths. Although he often went to the black market in recent years, he did not agree to cooperate with Brother Hai in the black market for safety reasons.

His parents were in poor health and his younger brother was not able to bear the consequences. Although his grandfather had severed ties with his family and his younger uncle, he still did not dare to take the risk. Once his family members were implicated, it would be too late for him to regret. So he simply sold the wild animals he had hunted in the mountains.

In fact, he is not as good as the Song Shuangshuang siblings, who dare to go to the black market to trade.

Thinking of this, I unknowingly arrived at the door of Song Shuangshuang's house.

When Song Shuangshuang heard the knock on the door, she was too lazy to move, so she naturally instructed Song Youlin to go and open the door.

Song Youlin took a deep breath and got up.

After a while, he brought Jiang Jingcheng into the house. Before Song Shuangshuang realized that there were two footsteps, she sat cross-legged on the kang and ate melon seeds.

When the door of her room was pushed open by Song Youlin, she glanced at Jiang Jingcheng standing at the door of the main room and was stunned.

Why is Jiang Jingcheng here? Her image is not that good!

He was spitting out the melon seed shells on his lips! He was still wearing the original owner's red vest!

Ahhhhh!

Jiang Jingcheng also looked over here!!!

It's really terrible! Without waiting for Song Youlin to speak, Song Shuangshuang jumped off the kang without even putting on shoes, and closed the door!

The unfortunate kid didn't even know to knock on the door and just opened it!

Song Youlin, who was almost hit in the face by the door, looked confused and a little embarrassed. Jiang Jingcheng was watching next to him, and his sister actually treated him like this.

Jiang Jingcheng actually saw Song Shuangshuang's reaction in full. Seeing her slam the door, he guessed the reason to some extent, but he held back his laughter and didn't dare to make a sound.

Noticing that Song Youlin turned his head, he quickly straightened his expression and looked straight ahead, as if he had never looked anywhere else.

Song Youlin turned around and wanted to explain something to Jiang Jingcheng, but he didn't know how to say it.

In the room, Song Shuangshuang quickly cleaned up the melon seed shells she had cracked, and fanned the corners of her mouth with her hands to prevent any melon seed fragments or something from sticking to them.

In just one minute, the door of the room was opened again.

Song Shuangshuang first glared at Song Youlin, and then asked Jiang Jingcheng what brought him here so late.

"Grandpa Sun asked me to bring you something to thank you. You can decide how to divide it." He took out a small yellow croaker from his pocket.

Song Shuangshuang, Song Youlin: "..."

"No, this is too expensive, isn't it?"

Song Shuangshuang didn't dare to accept it. It was one thing to like gold, but she would feel embarrassed to accept it if she really gave it to them.

"Grandpa Sun said it was a gift for the four of you. I'll leave it here for now. You guys can decide whether to accept it or return it to Grandpa Sun. If I take it back, I'm afraid I'll get scolded."

Jiang Jingcheng bent down and put the small yellow croaker on the table.

"I have another thing to trouble you with. The quilts on the mountain are too thin. I want to make a thicker quilt or a few new cotton-padded jackets, but I only have enough fabric to make one. Can you please use some of the fabric?"

Song Shuangshuang and Song Youlin looked at each other. They had forgotten about this matter and were only thinking about getting cotton.

But the Space Supermarket didn't sell cloth. She couldn't make clothes with the quilt covers she had torn off. She had also seen the fabrics for the four-piece suits, but they were either old coarse sheets or had bad prints, so she couldn't take them out.

Jiang Jingcheng saw that Song Shuangshuang and her brother were silent, and guessed that they couldn't get any fabric either.

Just when the room fell into silence, Tan Anjing in Song Shuangshuang's room poked her head out and said she had a piece of cloth.

After hearing what Tan Anjing said, Song Shuangshuang also remembered that when she moved, Tan Anjing gave her a piece of cloth, which she originally wanted to make clothes. But then it was autumn harvest, and after the harvest she either went up the mountain to collect firewood or went to the city to make money, and she kept looking for someone to help her make clothes.

"My piece of cloth is light blue."

Although Song Shuangshuang wanted to help the elders living in the mountains, she was not blindly helping them with everything. It was really inappropriate to use Tan Anjing's good piece of cloth to make quilts or clothes. And even if it could be made into clothes, they had to make it look old.

It's really a waste.

Jiang Jingcheng also thought so.

"Tan Zhiqing, keep your cloth to make clothes. It's not appropriate to use it to make clothes for Grandpa Sun and the others." If the old men knew about this, they would definitely not let him go.

He Feiyang also came out of the house and put forward his own ideas.

"Why don't we take down the elders' clothes, replace the cotton inside with new ones, and fluff the old ones before adding them to the quilt. Let them wear our clothes during this period, and then we don't have to worry about the fabric. Both the clothes and the quilt are solved.

Otherwise, if they have two sets of cotton clothes and someone finds them, it might be a problem. It is better to do this so that even if someone goes there, they won’t notice anything.”

Song Shuangshuang and the others' eyes lit up, yes.

They were only thinking about how to patch up new clothes and didn't consider anything else.

Following He Feiyang's method, everything was solved and it was safe.

"I have another cotton coat, can you help me take it to Uncle Wen?"

"I have some, but Uncle Meng may not be able to wear our clothes. Grandpa Sun and Uncle Wen can wear them."

Song Youlin thought of Meng Chen's figure and felt that he was still a little bit inferior to He Feiyang. He guessed that he could only wear Jiang Jingcheng's clothes.

"When the time comes, just give mine to Uncle Meng. Thank you for the cotton. If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

Song Youlin thought about it, went into the house and took out his thick cotton coat, asking Jiang Jingcheng to take it back first. He Feiyang also asked Jiang Jingcheng to wait for a while, and went back to get the thick cotton coat.

After Jiang Jingcheng left, the four people in the main room discussed what to do with the small yellow croaker that Grandpa Sun gave them.

"Grandpa Sun should be giving this small yellow croaker to Anjing to thank her for the antipyretic medicine she brought?" Song Shuangshuang thought about it and this was the reason.

They just sent them a few meals and some cotton. Grandpa Sun gave them small yellow croakers? Not likely.

When Tan Anjing heard that this thing was going to be given to her, she waved her hands

"I don't want it. Let's return it to Grandpa Sun." She felt unworthy of it. "And this thing is definitely not for me. You also have a share."

The few people hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to let He Feiyang and Song Youlin deliver it when they have time, and if Grandpa Sun still insisted on giving it to them, they would do the same.

Save it first, and then exchange it for money or something when the situation allows.