Early the next morning, Zhou Dajiang drove the ox cart to the town again, and Lou Ji followed him.

He first went to the market and bought some dried wood ear mushrooms and dried mushrooms, as well as a large jar of pickled mustard greens. This year, all the pickled mustard greens were used up by Dahe and his family as they were building their own houses. Since it was cold, it would keep well, so it didn't hurt to buy some more.

After buying the sauerkraut, he went to buy some black fish, horse mackerel and knife fish, which were all ordered by his wife.

He happened to see Quan Dali selling river shrimps at a stall nearby, so he went up to him and asked, "Why are you selling river shrimps in such a cold day?"

Quan Dali, wearing a worn cotton-padded jacket, his hands red from the cold, was pouring out river shrimp. As he poured, he replied, "Grandma is sick and needs medical treatment and medicine. I caught these last night by chiseling the ice and putting them in a cage. The ice was frozen, and I finally managed to catch this little bit. Would you like some, Uncle?"

Zhou Dajiang didn't want to buy it at first, because this item was not on the list that Chen Xiuying gave him, but seeing that it was not easy for the young man to set up a stall in such cold weather, he bought them all out of pity.

Quan Dali was so happy that he kept bowing to express his gratitude. Zhou Dajiang waved his hand and said, "Good boy, go and get your grandmother some medicine!"

Zhou Dajiang originally wanted to buy dried shrimp, but his wife kept saying that the child was growing and needed calcium supplements. Since there was no calcium water to drink in ancient times, he thought eating dried shrimp would be fine. In the end, he didn't buy the dried shrimp, but bought a bunch of shrimp instead. He hoped his wife wouldn't criticize him when he got home.

After buying the shrimps, he didn't dare to go shopping anymore, for fear that he would fall in love with something and then lose the chance to buy it, and then he would have to leave quickly because of his wasteful spending.

After leaving the market, the two went to the grain and oil shop.

There's noodles at home, but not much. There's nothing we can do about it. With so many people eating at home, it's normal for consumption to be high. Zhou Dajiang waved his hand and said, "Buy three bags!"

We do have rice, but it's brown rice. We have to have some white rice for Chinese New Year, right? With another wave, two bags come.

I also noticed that corn is quite good, golden yellow. In modern times, Xiuying loved to make porridge with it. Corn is millet, and he also likes millet and red date porridge.

The shopkeeper thought Zhou Dajiang was going to wave his hand, so he was ready. But the wave turned into a finger-pointing. "Here, thirty kilograms." Okay, thirty kilograms is not a small amount.

After buying rice, he bought 50 kilograms of rapeseed oil. The shopkeeper was so happy that he gave him two small jars to fill with oil. This was a big customer who bought rice, flour and oil in piles. It was a good idea to maintain a good relationship with him!

Zhou Dajiang was also puzzled. He knew rice and flour were expensive, so why did they buy so much oil? However, despite his confusion, he still had to follow his wife's instructions. After paying and agreeing on a delivery location and time, he went to the spice shop again.

Zhou Dajiang had been to the spice shop many times and bought everything he needed with ease. Afterwards, he remembered that he needed a lot of chili peppers at home, so he bought some more dried chili peppers.

"Chili peppers are so expensive, I have to plant some next year. I can't keep buying them like this.

That’s right! Why didn’t I think of growing some peppers in the greenhouse? Tsk, what a mistake.

Zhou Dajiang kept mumbling as he bought the food, frightening the waiter so much that his face turned pale. Is this guy mentally ill? What is he mumbling about? What if he buys the food and then refuses to pay?

Zhou Dajiang had no idea that he was being treated as a psychopath. After buying things and paying, he and Lou Ji walked back with their bags. Fortunately, the ox cart was not parked too far away, otherwise he would have been exhausted.

The boy from the grain and oil shop also pushed the rice, flour and oil over in a cart. After paying the balance, he left Lou Ji to watch the cart and went to the pork stall.

The butchers at the pork stalls are incredibly busy at the end of the year. When the meat is selling, one person cuts two pounds, another buys three. It's the end of the year, and those who can afford it want to buy some meat to make dumplings at home. When there's no meat to sell, they're definitely on their way to slaughter pigs; helping others with slaughtering pigs is also profitable.

After Zhou Dajiang made an appointment with the young man to come home to slaughter a pig at 11:00 AM tomorrow, he and Lou Ji walked back. On the way, they also met Chen Mingyuan who was carrying luggage home.

Chen Mingyuan got in the car, blew on his hands, and put them into his sleeves. "If I had known I would meet my brother-in-law, I wouldn't have walked so far."

"That's right. If you had told me you would be home today when you left last time, I would have picked you up." Zhou Dajiang has always been good-tempered to his brother-in-law.

"I didn't know it then. Our teacher has always been strict. He won't tell anything until the last day." Chen Mingyuan was also very distressed. The teacher was an old-fashioned person. All he did all day long was show off his knowledge. There was nothing new in what he said. He couldn't listen to anything. If his father hadn't insisted that he read, he would have left long ago.

Zhou Dajiang was listening to his brother-in-law's complaints while driving the ox cart. When passing by the neighboring village, he went to Tofu Zhang's house and bought a plate of tofu. He made tofu on the 25th, and even though today was the 26th, he had to buy some tofu to take home even if he didn't make it.

When the car arrived home, it was time to cook lunch. As soon as he entered the yard, Zhou Dajiang saw his wife busy in the kitchen, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He had been muttering to himself all morning, and the thought of "little Zhou Dajiang" came to his mind again: why is he busy? Isn't it just for that busy figure and the little baby?

Lou Ji and a few others unloaded the things from the car, drove the ox cart to the old house to feed the ox fodder, and told my mother about the appointment with the butcher to come to our house to slaughter the pigs the next morning.

Then, he went back to his father-in-law and mother-in-law's house. He reconciled the accounts with his mother-in-law and handed her the money for the doll. Seeing the old lady happily counting the banknotes, Zhou Dajiang knew that his mother-in-law and his own mother must have made a lot of money.

After counting the banknotes, Chen's mother put away her smile and asked her son-in-law, "When does your factory close? Are there any holiday gifts at the end of the year?"

Zhou Dajiang was speechless. "I haven't been to the factory for several days. I really don't know this. I'll go and have a look in the afternoon." As a factory partner, although he didn't have to work in the office, he had no idea when the factory would close or whether things would be distributed. What a dereliction of duty!

When he paid the bill and returned home, Chen Xiuying's meal was ready.

Zhou Dajiang couldn't hide something and was worried that his wife would talk about him later, so he told her about what happened to Quan Dali at the market while eating.

Chen Xiuying was a person who remembered favors. When her mother's house caught fire, it was Quan Dali who first informed her family, so she said she didn't care. "They are in urgent need of money now, so we should help if we can. Although his stepmother is not a good person, we are doing it for Dali. Besides, it's important to buy something. Eating shrimp not only supplements calcium, but also protein. If Dali has any difficulties in the future, we will help him."

Hearing her say this, Zhou Dajiang felt relieved. As long as his wife wasn't angry, he was glad. Then he said, "I bought everything you asked me to buy, but why did you buy so much oil? How many things are you going to fry?"

Chen Xiuying raised her head, looked at him with a smile, and asked instead of answering, "Have you bought everything?"

Zhou Dajiang nodded, "Yes, I've bought everything. Besides, I've also arranged for the butcher to come to the old house to slaughter a pig tomorrow morning."

Chen Xiuying then replied, "It's not easy to give New Year gifts in the village. If it's too light, we won't be able to present it; if it's too heavy, people will feel a burden. I thought it would be better to be more practical and give something that I can make myself and that is presentable."

"Don't tell me you just thought of chili oil."

"Yes."

As expected of a couple, Chen Xiuying could start a conversation and Zhou Dajiang could follow up with the rest.

"Have you thought about what to give?"

"For Carpenter Tian's family and Second Sister-in-law Tian's family, I plan to give four things: one portion of green vegetables, one portion of bacon, two pounds of chili oil, and one portion of steamed brown sugar cake."

"Then your gift is quite good. Vegetables are hard to buy at this time and are considered to be in short supply. Needless to say, bacon and chili oil, everyone knows their prices. Although steamed cakes are not expensive, they have good meaning. If you put them on the table during the New Year, it will bring prosperity and wealth every year. It will be hard for people not to be happy." Zhou Dajiang accurately guessed his wife's thoughts.

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