Reborn in 1979, with a female educated youth lying next to me.

As soon as they started work, Zhou Fengshou told Liu Jia some good news.

"The workers have been found. Including Caixia and her mother, there are six people in total. They are all quick and can weave eighteen baskets in two days. It won't delay your delivery!"

"Uncle Zhou, you acted quickly! When did you find those people?"

It's no wonder Liu Jia asked that question; he left late last night.

You've already found the right people, so where did you get all that skill from?

"Don't worry about that. I contacted each household first thing this morning. You've done a good thing, and I fully support you!"

As Zhou Fengshou spoke and laughed, the wrinkles on his face deepened considerably.

Liu Jia felt a surge of gratitude.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhou. I'll definitely buy you some big meat buns from Zhou Family Shop when I go to town this time!"

"Stop giving me empty promises, kid. Get your act together, we have to work in the fields soon!"

Although Zhou Fengshou's words were meant to urge him on, he was already overjoyed inside.

To be honest, I had heard of Zhoujiapu's big meat buns before, but I had never actually eaten them!

Three days later.

Early in the morning, Liu Jia left the village with a basket.

Thinking that today was the first delivery, Liu Jia pedaled the pedals with great enthusiasm.

A dozen or so baskets were tied securely to the back seat of the vehicle.

Normally, it takes about half an hour to ride a bicycle into the city, but this time Liu Jia arrived at the entrance of the Hongxing Supply and Marketing Cooperative in less than half an hour.

Everything went smoothly after that.

After inspecting the goods, Li Zhenhe brought Liu Jia to meet the statistics staff.

Before even entering the room, Liu Jia could hear the clattering of an abacus.

Li Zhenhe was stunned for a moment, then quickly slapped his forehead.

"Oh no, how could I forget that? Today is the 10th, isn't it?"

"Yes, is there a problem?" Liu Jia looked at Li Zhenhe with a puzzled expression.

Li Zhenhe hurriedly explained.

“The supply and marketing cooperative is busiest on the 10th of each month when they have to report on sales and inventory. All the data from the entire supply and marketing cooperative has to be reported.”

"So, should we postpone this?"

Liu Jia was not very clear about the specific operating procedures of the supply and marketing cooperative.

Upon hearing Li Zhenhe say this, Liu Jia instinctively thought that the report should be the priority.

Li Zhenhe waved his hand, "No need, we all work together, we can still squeeze into this gap!"

Liu Jia forced himself to keep from laughing out loud.

"Brother Zhou, could you take a look at this order form?"

As he spoke, Li Zhenhe handed the form to a middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man took the order, but instead of looking at the numbers, he glanced up at Li Zhenhe and Liu Jia behind him.

"This is……"

“A friend of mine, who is also one of our clients, works in the bamboo and firewood business.”

Li Zhenhe kept smiling as he spoke, and the man immediately understood what he meant.

After checking the amount, the middle-aged man stamped the receipt and then returned it to Li Zhenhe.

"Okay, Brother Zhou, you go ahead with your work, we'll be going now."

After Li Zhen finished speaking politely, he pulled Liu Jia and walked out.

"It's that simple?"

"That's right, we still have that kind of face. It definitely wouldn't work for anyone else. If they wanted to get today's receipt stamped, they would have to wait at least two days."

Li Zhenhe spoke with great confidence, and Liu Jia immediately gave him a thumbs up after listening.

It's no wonder Li Zhenhe said that.

Just now, Liu Jia saw several large reports on the table, densely covered with numbers.

There are at least a hundred products involved, and if the stamping process is postponed, it might take more than two days to get in line.

Then, Li Zhenhe told Liu Jia that after writing the invoice, he should come back to find this statistician. If the person forgot, mentioning his name would definitely work.

After having lunch together, Liu Jia went to the library.

Just as he had expected, Liu Jia saw Guo Xiaolan as soon as he went to the library.

Two braids hung down in front of her chest, with a small black hair clip in her hair.

Hearing footsteps, Guo Xiaolan quickly looked up.

When Guo Xiaolan saw that it was Liu Jia, a look of surprise flashed across her face.

"What brings you here? Are you here to borrow a book?"

Liu Jia nodded.

"I've brought my documents. I'd like to apply for a library card. Is that possible today?"

"Okay, wait here for a moment, I'll get it done for you right now."

After Guo Xiaolan finished speaking, she quickly took Liu Jia's household registration booklet, carefully checked it, and then opened the drawer and took out a card.

After carefully filling out the card, Guo Xiaolan handed the household registration book and the card to Liu Jia.

"Okay, if you want to borrow any books, just register them with me."

"Then you go ahead and do your thing, I'll go look for it."

The two exchanged brief greetings, neither mentioning what had happened before.

Liu Jia spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly, showing none of the awkwardness that a rural person might have when meeting a city dweller.

Guo Xiaolan stared at Liu Jia's back for a long time before finally looking away.

A dozen minutes later, Liu Jia came out with a book.

"Let's borrow this one!"

Guo Xiaolan was about to register, but after seeing the book Liu Jia handed her, she almost instinctively asked a question.

"You want to borrow this?"

Guo Xiaolan's voice rose considerably in surprise.

At that time, there weren't many people in the library. Hearing the noise, many people looked towards the front desk.

Guo Xiaolan's face flushed red again.

"I'm sorry, I just find it a little strange."

"It's nothing, it's just a loan to someone for weaving baskets," Liu Jia replied instinctively.

Guo Xiaolan suddenly realized that seeing "The Complete Book of Knitting" had really startled her.

I thought Liu Jia was going to knit a sweater!

Looking back now, I find it funny.

After registering everything, Liu Jia did not leave immediately, but chose a secluded spot to sit down.

Guo Xiaolan was busy for a while.

Liu Jia waited until Guo Xiaolan was no longer busy before going over.

"Guo Xiaolan, there were people queuing behind me just now, I'm sorry to bother you, could you please do me a favor?"

Guo Xiaolan was taken aback. "What kind of help?"

"I have a jar of pickled vegetables here. Could you take it to Guo Xiaoyan?"

"Sure, just leave it with me, and I'll definitely take it back to you."

Seeing how readily Guo Xiaolan agreed, Liu Jia felt a little embarrassed.

"My mother said that Guo Xiaoyan likes to eat this, and it just so happens that we're on our way to the city today."

Liu Jia then offered another explanation.

But after he finished speaking, Liu Jia felt that his words were somewhat superfluous.

"I know, I will definitely bring it back."

As soon as Guo Xiaolan finished speaking, Liu Jia walked out.

Soon, Liu Jia brought over a net bag containing a small, earth-colored porcelain jar.

The small porcelain jar was cleaned very well, and the lid was wrapped in a white cloth with several loops of rope.

"Thank you for your help. I'll be going now!"

After setting down the net, Liu Jia hurriedly left.

Guo Xiaolan sighed.

Why are you in such a hurry to put something away? I haven't even thanked you for what happened last time!

At the same time, Guo Xiaolan was also curious about what kind of pickled vegetables were in the jar.

Staring at the jar in front of her, Guo Xiaolan suddenly felt a faint sense of loss.

My sister is so lucky; so many people care about her.

She's already divorced from Liu Jia, but her former mother-in-law still cares about her so much; it's truly enviable.

Guo family.

Guo Xiaoyan locked herself in her room again and didn't open the door for a long time.

Guo Xiaoyan had been sitting at her desk for almost two hours, but she couldn't write a single word.

Guo Xiaoyan still harbors a grudge about the unpleasant ending of her last meeting with Liu Jia.

Originally, there was no need for me to take Liu Jia's words to heart.

But Guo Xiaoyan was also thinking about whether she should meet with Liu Jia and make things clear.

At the time, I had already told Liu Jia that I didn't know anything about the basket, but would Liu Jia believe me?

Will Liu Jia feel that he is favoring Cao Xiangyang?

After these thoughts crossed her mind, Guo Xiaoyan's mind was in turmoil once again.

"That Liu Jia is really annoying, why doesn't he trust people!"

Guo Xiaoyan muttered something under her breath and then closed the book.

"Yan'er, your sister is back. Let's eat."

Zhang Xiuying's voice came from outside the door.

Guo Xiaoyan didn't even turn her head. "Mom, you guys eat. I'm not eating. I'm not hungry."

"It's been all afternoon, how can you not be hungry? You're such a worrywart, come out here now."

Upon hearing Guo Xiaoyan say she wasn't going to eat, Zhang Xiuying visibly tensed up.

"I really don't want to eat, I'm not hungry."

As soon as Guo Xiaoyan finished speaking, Guo Xiaolan suddenly opened the door. "Yan'er, you have to eat today's meal. I bought some groceries outside."

"We have groceries at home, why are you still buying them outside?"

Zhang Xiuying was completely confused, but Guo Xiaolan winked at her, signaling her not to interrupt.

She quickened her pace and came to Guo Xiaoyan. Guo Xiaolan grabbed Guo Xiaoyan's arm and shook it while urging her to hurry up.

"Come over and try it, see if it suits your taste. You can't usually buy this kind of vegetable."

Unable to dissuade Guo Xiaolan, Guo Xiaoyan had no choice but to follow her outside.

Before they even reached the dining table, Guo Xiaoyan's expression suddenly changed!