Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1892 - 1893: Intellectual Youth Woman by the Road 35

Chapter 1892: Chapter 1893: Intellectual Youth Woman by the Road 35

Day by day passed, and after getting his salary, Zhang Jie specially bought some face cream to mail to Zhang Yu. As for other things, it wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about mailing them. Zhang Yu had repeatedly reminded him to buy them, saying they were in high demand at the farm.

Zhang Jie recalled the coat he saw at the shopping mall, no cloth coupons were needed, just a bit expensive. He immediately took a liking to it, knowing Zhang Yu would look beautiful in it. Remembering Zhang Yu’s repeated reminders, Zhang Jie didn’t mail the money and other things, instead, he opened a separate savings account for the money.

Zhang Wei and Yao Ying were surprised to see Zhang Jie returned from the post office with a big package after mailing something.

The couple was stunned, "Xiao Jie, what’s this?"

"Isn’t it about to get cold? Little Yu bought cotton from her side." Zhang Jie paused, "I also received a letter, Little Yu said this needed to be paid for."

Cotton? Yao Ying was surprised, cotton is a good thing, highly sought after. Previously, they spent a lot of favors to gather new quilts for Zhang Yu. Unexpectedly, their daughter managed to get cotton.

"Someone from the neighboring village has a relative in Xinjiang Province, and they managed to get some cotton. They have a good relationship with Little Yu, so they traded." Zhang Jie was really surprised; he never expected that even though Zhang Yu went to the farm, she could build good relations with people in nearby villages.

Cotton from Xinjiang Province? Yao Ying was surprised, directly opening the package to look at the cotton, "It’s Xinjiang Province long-staple cotton."

"This cotton is great." Yao Ying examined the cotton in her hand, starting to think about how to use it.

"Xiao Jie, I’ll make you a new cotton-padded jacket." She pondered whether to make it for her husband or son, and finally decided on her son, since her son wasn’t in good health.

Zhang Wei also thought it was good to make a cotton-padded jacket for Zhang Jie, but the latter repeatedly declined, "Mom, I think it’s better to make the jacket for Dad. He hasn’t had a new cotton-padded jacket for a long time."

"Xiao Jie, we’ll make you a new cotton-padded jacket. Otherwise, once you catch cold, your health will suffer, and that won’t be good." Zhang Wei really didn’t want to see his son fall ill.

Zhang Wei had just read the letter from Zhang Yu, "Didn’t Little Yu say that if there’s an opportunity, she could buy again in the future?"

"This time, it’s for you. Next time make one for me." As for Zhang Yu, Zhang Wei knew their daughter wouldn’t want it, as she repeatedly mentioned in her letter that she already had a new cotton-padded jacket and quilt.

Yao Ying nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, I think that’s the way it should be."

"Let’s arrange it this way, then Xiao Jie’s old cotton-padded jacket, I’ll make it into a cotton vest for your dad, and one for Xiao Jie too."

"This way, they can also wear it at home." These two, father and son, are busy with various work tasks, even after returning home, they have all sorts of overtime, it’s really like that.

Yao Ying suddenly remembered something, "Today, Director Zhang at the street office saw me and mentioned that the cashier at the street office is unwell and needs someone to fill in temporarily, and asked if I could go."

"I thought about it and since I’m at home with nothing to do anyway, I plan to go to work." Ever since she handed over the job to her son, Yao Ying found it hard to adjust every day.

Doing housework nonstop every day just to keep busy and not overthink, she still hoped to go back to work.

When Zhang Wei heard about the possibility of working at the street office, he was supportive in every way. If it wasn’t to let Xiao Jie take over, his wife wouldn’t have retired so soon.

"Alright." Yao Ying knew Zhang Wei would agree, but she still needed to ask, "Then I’ll talk to Director Zhang tomorrow." Thinking about becoming an employed person again, her mood improved a lot.

"By the way, in about a month, it’s going to be the Spring Festival. Our daughter has been gone for over two months, just in time for the autumn harvest. Even though she said in her letters that things are fine, how good can it really be?"

Yao Ying thought for a moment, "This weekend, the three of us will go fishing since we have nothing else to do."

Ever since Zhang Yu went to the farm, Zhang Wei and his son, with free time on weekends, often went fishing. Sometimes they’d trade a few, but mostly brought them back, salted lightly, and saved them for the Spring Festival.

Now, there are quite a few dried fish at home, but many things are still lacking. Yao Ying thought, if they could catch a big fish, they could exchange it for some coupons.

Zhang Wei nodded, "I understand. I’ll go fishing over the weekend and exchange for some oil coupons and food coupons?"

"How could you forget the cloth coupons? Over there, farming will definitely wear out clothes. Our kid, at such a young age, went out station, we don’t even know how she’s doing."

If she wasn’t worried about causing trouble, Yao Ying would’ve taken a trip to see how their daughter was doing, even if she said things were good. Who would believe that?

But it’s okay, the Spring Festival is approaching soon. "I wonder when the next ship sent from the city will depart."

"I don’t know what the environment on the ship is like. I heard it sails in the afternoon, with a good course, it arrives here in the afternoon, spending a whole day onboard not knowing how the meals will be handled."

Zhang Wei and his son listened to Yao Ying worry on and on without speaking. They had already inquired about these things, unless something unexpected happened, that’s how it went.

Initially, he would keep explaining while standing by her side, later he understood—it was just nerves, so he let his wife continue her endless chatter.

"Oh, by the way, I need to visit the countryside this weekend." Yao Ying remembered something, "Auntie Wang told me there are eggs for sale on her family’s side."

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and since it’s their daughter’s first Spring Festival working as an intellectual youth, it certainly cannot be taken lightly.

"Yes, yes, if there are chickens, buy one too, making chicken soup would be good." Zhang Wei remembered that their daughter loved chicken soup.

Zhang Jie joined the conversation, "Last autumn, Mom and I collected mushrooms on the mountain, they’ve been dried, perfect for making soup."

"Yes, yes." Although there are still several days until the Spring Festival, Zhang Wei and his family had already started discussing what ingredients to prepare.

Zhang Yu took a glance at the stove, added a coal briquette, then slightly cracked the window open, just in case of gas poisoning.

Lying in bed, she immediately hugged a bottle of saltwater, feeling alive again, "Soaking feet every day, it feels so comfortable."

Since winter arrived, the two Xia family sisters have been snuggling in one quilt not only for warmth but also because their blankets weren’t thick enough. Together, they wouldn’t feel as cold.

Xia Lei looked at the stove, "Thank goodness for having a stove in winter."

Zhao Tong kept nodding, "Yes, yes, this expense is necessary."

"I really don’t understand how Lu Yun and the others are thinking. Their bedding isn’t thick, yet they refuse to buy a stove." Xia Lian couldn’t understand it.

"It’s not like they’re short of money." They could say they didn’t have money when they first arrived, but by now they’ve been receiving salaries for months, how could they not afford it?

Why were they refusing to buy a stove? Zhang Yu guessed they were worried about being taken advantage of, both are calculating individuals.