Chapter 42: Chapter 0042: To See or Not to See 2_1 Chapter 42: Chapter 0042: To See or Not to See 2_1 Feng Qingxue cooked some mixed grain porridge and the sisters had their dinner with corn bread.
The two quilts sent by their uncle and aunt were like sending charcoal in snowy weather. Although they weren’t new, and the white background and blue flowered quilt cover had several patches, it was very soft and carried the smell of the sun.
Qingyun took off her shoes, dressed in autumn clothes, happily rolled around on the bed covered with a quilt.
The weather was getting colder and colder. Having a quilt during this time was definitely a blessing.
Qingyun rubbed her little face on the quilt, looking completely satisfied.
“Sis, when I grow up, I will definitely take good care of Uncle and Auntie!” Qingyun jumped up and announced loudly.
“I’ll remember, and I will tell Uncle and Aunt next time!”
Feng Qingxue smiled. She had originally planned to bring two old quilts back under some pretext in a few days, but Uncle and Aunt had brought them over, saving her lots of trouble.
When the weather gets colder, she will thicken the cotton inside these two quilts, which should be sufficient for the winter.
The clothes that were sent were also very clean. There were three sets of clothes in total, one big and two small. Feng Qingxue finally got replacement clothes for the outside.
The undershirt and underwear she was wearing inside was still her own, stored in her space.
Early the next morning, before dawn, after eating a hot sweet potato meal, she dressed in these clothes, carried a basket on her back, pushed a bicycle, and appeared at the door of Old Man Xu and Old Lady Xu, with two sacks of grain on the back seat of the bicycle.
Because they had agreed early, Old Man Xu and Old Lady Xu were waiting at the door. Seeing her, they promptly ushered her into the house.
The sacks contained coarse grain, half a sack of wheat bran, and half a sack of cornmeal.
In the basket was fine grain, small cloth bags filled with white flour, black flour, brown rice, about five or six catties each, a bag of eggs, a dozen sausages, and a small jar of yellow peanut oil.
Since she received top-tier jewelry from the friend of Old Man and Old Lady Xu, Feng Qingxue was not stingy with giving out grains.
Anyway, the grains in her space would be enough for quite a few people to eat for a long time, until the 80s and 90s when life gets better.
After arriving in this era, Feng Qingxue was always grateful for her decision after receiving the space.
Seeing these things, Old Man Xu and Old Lady Xu finally realized Feng Qingxue’s capabilities.
These fine and valuable things were definitely not something that could be obtained with money.
However, they cleverly didn’t ask where they came from.
“Qingxue, these grains, along with the supply grains from the city, will be enough for us old folks to eat for a while. Don’t send any more grains here for the time being, so as not to be targeted by those with ulterior motives,” Old Lady Xu instructed.
Feng Qingxue agreed, “Alright, auntie, when you need more, I’ll find a way to get it. Just make sure not to starve yourselves.”
“Okay, I won’t say polite things to you,” Old Lady Xu said.
After storing the grains and seeing Feng Qingxue off, she took out a cloth bag from the box and stuffed it into Qingxue’s hands, “Take this.”
“What is this?” Feng Qingxue asked.
“Last time you sent grains, we shared some with several old friends. They can’t just take them for free, so they picked some things as a thank you gift for you. They only had these things. They can’t eat them, and they don’t dare to sell them. It’s really like the saying ‘having a mountain of gold and silver but nothing to eat’.”
Feng Qingxue didn’t even look and put it straight into her basket, and then rode away on her bike.
While crossing mountains and ridges, Feng Qingxue finally had time to open the cloth bag given by Old Lady Xu.
The cloth bag contained four small boxes, the larger one about the size of a palm, the smaller one only half a palm, all made of good wood, either zitan or huanghuali, and the least of which was hong sour branch (a type of red wood).