A family of three goes through the ages, not being a saint and not helping the poor

"Mom, let's eat first. It will be quicker to boil the beans later."

"Okay, but I have something to say before we eat."

"what's up?"

"It seems that we don't have anything to dry beans at home."

When Chu Yiling heard Meng Qiuping's words, she remembered that they didn't have a dustpan at home. It seemed that they had one more thing to buy.

But she didn't know which family in the village sold winnowing baskets, so she could only ask Chu Anshan and Meng Qiuping: "Mom and Dad, do you know who has winnowing baskets for sale?"

"I know. Liu Guai'er's house at the east end of the village sells winnowing baskets."

"Then Dad, go buy a few after dinner. We will definitely use them often in the future."

When Chu Anshan heard Chu Yiling's words and said "OK", he picked up his chopsticks and quickly started eating lunch. He finished his lunch in a short while.

Then he took the money Chu Yiling gave him and went out to buy a winnowing basket.

"Mom, Grandpa Xiong said he wants to order another jar of chili oil from our family. He will pay for the oil and chili peppers as before, and he will give us one-fifth of the chili oil as payment."

"Okay, but this Uncle Xiong is really generous. He can actually take out so much oil. I don't know what he did before."

"No matter what he did before, judging by the respect the villagers have for him, he must be a good person."

"Yeah, I feel the same way. By the way, did Uncle Xiong say when the oil and chili will be delivered?"

"Yes, it will be delivered in the evening."

"Then let's make the chili oil tonight."

"There's no need to rush. Grandpa Xiong already has a jar of chili oil. It doesn't matter if we make it a few days later."

Meng Qiuping shook her head after hearing Chu Yiling's words and said, "Let's make it tonight. We'll have to go up the mountain to pick mountain products for a while, so we won't have time to make chili oil."

When Chu Yiling heard what Meng Qiuping said, she thought it was true, so she agreed with the decision to make chili oil tonight.

But her father will have to work hard again.

"I'm back, where's the dustpan?"

"Just leave it in the yard. Mom and I will be out soon."

"it is good."

A few minutes later, Chu Yiling and Meng Qiuping came to the yard with the blanched beans, and saw Chu Anshan coming back with six winnowing baskets, three large and three small.

They asked Chu Anshan, "Why did you buy so many winnowing baskets?"

"This stuff is cheap, I couldn't resist and bought a few more. Also, I have a feeling that they will be very useful in the future. Instead of running out to buy them later, it's better to buy them now and keep them."

Chu Yiling and Meng Qiuping didn't know what to say when they heard Chu Anshan's words, because Chu Anshan's premonitions had never been accurate.

Fortunately, Chu Anshan didn't spend much money on the things he bought this time, so they just endured it.

But at the same time, they tacitly agreed that Chu Anshan must not be allowed to have money in his pocket, otherwise they would not know what he would buy for the house.

Chu Anshan, who was washing the dustpans, had no idea that he was being controlled by money because of a few dustpans. If he knew, he would probably cry to death.

Because he doesn't have much money to begin with, and if he is controlled by money, then he will be penniless.

It would be strange if he wasn't sad.

"Lingling, I think we should go and get some more beans. I think these five pounds of dried beans won't be enough for two meals."

"Who still has beans at this time?"

"Aunt Meihua's family should have some. I heard her mention it before. She said that she could never finish eating all the vegetables she grew."

"Then you can ask in the afternoon. If there are any, we can exchange more with their family."

"it is good."