Reborn in a small village in the 1990s

"Oh, cousin, you're so sweet to my fragile little heart. Don't be like that, you don't need to look at me so affectionately. I'm a grown man, how could I possibly get lost?" Zhao Da'e said casually.

Zhou Chunwen spat and said, "Zhao Da'e, just keep showing off. The day you get sold by human traffickers, you'll know what pain is."

"Alright, alright, my dear sister. Look what I brought you..." Zhao Da'e put the snakeskin bag on her back on the ground.

"Three catties of mutton, a bottle of soy sauce, a bottle of aged vinegar, two cloves of garlic... and two bottles of hand cream."

Zhou Chunwen frowned: Holy crap! Zhao Da'e bought this for a meal of dumplings... She absolutely has to eat these mutton dumplings.

Zhao Da'e gave Zhou Chunwen a hand cream, saying, "This is a new thing from the city. Cousin, you should use more hand cream; your skin is bad."

Zhou Chunwen chuckled: "Okay, sure. My sister cares about her cousin, and I care about you too. I went to the village primary school yesterday and asked around. You're of school age now and will be required to receive nine years of compulsory education."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Da'e's face instantly turned green: "No... Holy crap! Cousin, don't repay kindness with enmity! I've only been staying at your house for a week, and you're already going to send me to school? Can't you be a decent human being? Even my dad doesn't dare send me to school."

Zhou Chunwen led Zhao Dage into the house: "That's because your dad was worried about the cost of your schooling. Look how good your cousin is, she can pay for your schooling out of her own pocket. Aren't you grateful?"

Zhao Da'e pointed at Zhou Chunwen, speechless for a long time: It's over, this is the worst I've ever been tricked in my life.

Theoretically speaking, Zhao Da'e was indeed of school age, having turned six after the New Year. However, the Zhao family was unwilling to pay for her education, so she had been working odd jobs such as collecting cow dung or gathering firewood, and had no opportunity to study.

Yesterday, Zhou Yuren returned home in a particularly good mood. He wanted to talk to Zhao Da'e, but Zhao Da'e wasn't there. Fearing Zhao Da'e was lost, Zhou Yuren thought he might be suffering from a lack of education. After searching around, he finally decided that regardless of whether he found him or not, he would pay for Zhao Da'e to go back to school himself.

So Zhou Chunwen went to the school to ask...

Zhao Da'e was on the verge of tears: My business empire hasn't even been established yet, and I'm already being forced to go back to school?

After eating, Zhao Da'e went to Dongtaizi Elementary School with a worried look on his face. He told the teacher that his situation was special, that he was mentally challenged and not suitable for school. However, the teacher refused to agree. Finally, after Zhao Da'e's persistent pleading, the teacher agreed that school would reopen in the spring and that Zhao Da'e must come to school.

Zhao Da'e was thus spared the tragic experience of being forced to immediately return to school.

On the third day, Xiangzi came to find Zhao Dage and said that the water buckets were ready and he had driven them back.

Zhao Da'e went to see it and had to admit that the buckets were very well made. The walls of the buckets were very thick, and they didn't have that plastic smell. You could tell they were made of good materials just by smelling them.

Afterwards, Zhao Da'e and Zhou Chunwen went to the ancient well of "Kangxi Spring", drew water, filled the bucket, sealed the opening, and finally had Xiangzi drive it over.

Everything went smoothly. Zhao Da'e used a 50-jin bucket. She subtly changed the concept, saying that it cost one cent per jin, so a bucket of water would actually cost five yuan.

In this day and age, five yuan a bucket of water is an astronomical price if you look at the price per bucket. However, if you calculate it as one cent per kilogram, it seems like a great deal.

Xiangzi's van could carry more than twenty buckets of water per trip. Kuang Shouyi's unit had more than a hundred people, and they used about twenty buckets a day.