Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland-Chapter 352 - Small Back Basket_1

Chapter 352: Chapter 352 Small Back Basket_1

“Hanhan, we’re going to get busy with farming soon. Tomorrow, bring Little Huzi back to the village to see your in-laws and mother-in-law.”

Meng Yunhan started to feel conflicted when she thought about the fan coupon.

If she only gives them the coupon, they, for sure, would be unwilling to spend money on buying the fan.

The most important thing is that the town has already been electrified, but the power supply has not yet reached the village. If they buy a fan, they won’t be able to use it.

Although the weather was hot, she could bear it, but could Little Huzi endure it?

After struggling for a long time, she decided not to give the fan coupons to her in-laws and opted to keep them at home.

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Next year, when she gets another coupon, she’ll buy a fan for them. They might even have electricity in the village by then.

“Fine, I will take Little Huzi back to the village tomorrow.” The weather was getting hot, and the farming was starting which made things busy, but she couldn’t find a way to make money.

“Go to bed early.”

Old man Zhao was tired after hustling all day. After taking a bath, he went to sleep.

Meng Yunhan washed the clothes, strung them up to dry, took insect repellant grass from the spatial device, lit some mugwort, and fanned her son. Watching the sweet smile on his sleeping face, the corners of her mouth lifted.

“I’ll send a telegram to your dad tomorrow, telling him we’re home. He shouldn’t worry. It’s hot these days. After a couple of days, Mum will bring two fans back home, and you, my little Xiaohu, won’t have to bear the heat anymore.”

The next day, Meng Yunhan not only didn’t go back to the village but also went to send a telegram and buy fans in the county town. Meanwhile, old man Zhao stayed home making a carry basket for his grandson.

Things are pretty flat in this town, but if their daughter comes back to the village, they will certainly need the carry basket. In Kyoto, many places are fairly flat, so pushing a stroller around with their grandson was not a problem.

“Little Huzi, come, go with grandpa to cut some bamboo.” Old man Zhao carried Little Huzi in the carry basket as they left the house.

It was Little Huzi’s first time in a carry basket; he found it incredibly novel.

“Gra…grand…”)

“Let’s go, let’s go.”

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“Old Zhao, where are you taking your grandson?”

“Old Zhao, you mentioned yesterday that you wanted to tell us about Kyoto…”

Old man Zhao, who hadn’t talked to his old neighbors in a while, let Little Huzi down to play by himself and started catching up with them.

“You guys have no idea how long the Great Wall in Kyoto is, how grand the Forbidden City is, and then there’s the Tiananmen…”

Meng Yunhan had taken old man Zhao to these places.

After that one time, she and Yun Hao climbed the Great Wall, she realized she never took her dad to these spots. It would have been a waste not to see them while in Kyoto.

Thanks to the stroller, the two adults didn’t get too tired.

They spent over an hour catching up.

It wasn’t until Little Huzi started calling for his mum that old man Zhao ended the conversation and left to cut bamboo, his grandson on his back.

Meanwhile, Meng Yunhan went to the county town, pretending as a new seller in the black market with corn and rice, which haven’t been released yet, and also bought some rare vegetables.

Once she had some money, she headed to the County Supply and Marketing Cooperation to shop. The county stores had more inventory and a wider variety of products.

She bought two fans. The salesperson was rather surprised when she pulled out two fan coupons right away.

At this time, having a single fan coupon was a big deal, yet she had two.

She bought two fans, packed them up, and exited the Cooperation store, holding the fans.

Fans were heavy at this time, each weighing at least twenty pounds, so two fans were nearly forty pounds. They were bulkier too. But thinking about the pleasant sleep she’d have tonight, Meng Yunhan felt the weight of the fans did not matter that much.