Chapter 1544 Partial Eyed Mom 20
Chapter 1544: Partial Eyes Mom 20
There was no room for a kang cabinet in the dormitory, so Fang Yan bought a box, a washbasin rack, a foot basin, and a small stool for washing feet while eating.
Ji Honghong only bought one box.
She only brought an enamel basin from home, which she used to wash her face and feet. There was only one basin, so there was no need to buy a basin stand.
Several educated youths bought a lot of things. Song Baomin said, "You can't take so many things back. Wait until my two sons get off work at noon, and I'll ask them to send them back to you."
Yuanchun thanked him, "Thank you, Uncle Song. I'll give you the money first."
"Okay, your total is thirty-nine dollars and fifty cents. Since you bought more, I'll give you fifty cents less. You give me thirty-nine dollars."
"it is good."
Yuanchun took out four big unity notes and was about to hand them to Song Baomin when she suddenly remembered that she still hadn't bought a bucket and a shoulder pole. She went to pick out a bucket and a shoulder pole. Remembering that it was inconvenient for the educated youth to take a bath at the site, she also ordered a large bathtub from Song Baomin.
Including the previous things, Song Baomin charged her a total of fifty yuan.
Ma Guoliang and the other two also gave money.
Song Baomin put the money away and asked them, "Do you want to buy a broom, dustpan, or shovel? Then go to the old Wei's house next door. The brooms and dustpans they make are famous for being strong and durable."
"I don't need to buy it, I live in a dormitory." Fang Yan said.
Song Baomin said, "You don't need a broom or dustpan, you need a backpack. After the autumn harvest, the villagers will go to the mountains to pick fruits and mushrooms, and they can't do without a backpack."
When Fang Yan heard this, she hurriedly called a few people to go to Old Wei's house next door.
Fang Yan and Ji Honghong each spent 1.5 yuan to buy a large backpack.
Yuanchun and Ma Guoliang each bought a set of brooms, dustpans and backpacks. Yuanchun also bought three winnowing baskets, two large and one small, so that they could go up the mountain to pick mushrooms and dry them in the sun.
Seeing the lid curtain, the steamer, and the vegetable basket, she bought two of each.
When she returned, Yuanchun came back with a full load. The basket on her back was piled high with items, and she also held several large dustpans and a broom in her hands.
When they returned to the educated youth site, the two old educated youth who had taken turns cooking today had already returned and were washing and cutting vegetables. When they heard the noise, they ran out to see what was going on.
"Hey, you're back, Fang Zhiqing, Ji Zhiqing, Sister Hong asked you to help us cook for the students, so put down your things and come to the kitchen."
As she spoke, she glanced at Yuanchun and saw that she was wearing new clothes and small leather shoes. One of the female educated youth snorted in jealousy and turned into the kitchen.
Yuanchun ignored her and went to the single dormitory in the back row with the basket on her back.
When she got home, Yuanchun took out the things from her backpack and piled them on the kang.
He turned around and went out again.
Yuanchun found Song Cheng's house according to the original owner's memory and knocked on the door.
"Who?"
The gate opened, and Grandma Song looked at the strange little girl in front of her and asked, "Girl, who are you looking for?"
Yuanchun opened her mouth and showed a bright smile, "Hello, Auntie, I am Han Yuanchun, a new female educated youth. I want to ask if you have any eggs to exchange. I want to exchange some eggs to eat back."
Grandma Song's eyes lit up and she nodded quickly, "Yes, I have saved up 20 eggs recently, they are all very fresh, come here, I'll show them to you."
She called Yuanchun and asked her to go in.
There were three adobe houses with thick new thatched roofs. The house was dark and damp. Yuanchun walked into the house and looked around. It was exactly the same as the original owner remembered.
The families in Songcheng were penniless and so poor that they could barely make ends meet.