"So are good, but hard to find. You have to dig in yourself."
"Is your sofa dug out too?" Su Ling loved everything she saw as soon as she entered Lin Wan’s house.
"The sofa isn’t, it’s from Old Wang’s house at Nanqiao..." Lin Wan gave them the address in case they wanted to custom order one themselves.
Lin Wan hadn’t had ti to make cushions for the sofa, planning to do it herself at ho when she had the chance.
After a while of touring, Lin Wan boiled a kettle of hot water and had Han Yi take them to the living room for tea.
While she busied herself in the kitchen.
The two won, having grown up in privileged families, were only average cooks, but were too embarrassed to just sit around idle. So they helped Lin Wan in the kitchen.
"Xiao Wan, who did you hire for your kitchen? These marble tops must be expensive," Su Ling said, touching the smooth surface, wishing she could move Lin Wan’s entire kitchen to her own ho.
"It’s only a dollar each, but I didn’t use many. The main reason for using it is that it’s clean and easy to manage."
"Why did you dig a small round hole neatly here?"
"Isn’t there a gas station on Zhao Street? I plan to get one when I have ti. Place the canister below and the gas stove above. I’ve heard it’s convenient. Just turn on the fla to cook, and turn it off when the al is ready. It’s quicker than changing coal in a brazier several tis a day."
"I’ve heard about it, it’s very useful. I have relatives using it at ho. Quite convenient."
"Xiao Wan, once we buy a house, we’ll also remodel our kitchen like yours." Yin Peibai looked forward to their life after marriage after seeing Lin Wan’s house.
Just the two of them, they could arrange the house however they liked, eat whatever they wanted without worrying about others or watching their mother-in-law’s expressions.
This relieved the bottled-up frustrations they had over the days. Feeling much happier.
Lin Wan prepared a table full of rich dishes: their store’s specialty, stir-fried shrimp, sweet and sour fish, green pepper pork slivers, oiled tofu, garlic clams, two vegetable dishes, a plate of peanuts. Sweet soup with glutinous rice wine, plus white rice.
Such dishes in an ordinary household were not often seen even during the New Year.
Not to ntion in rural areas, where two years ago their family was dirt poor. They barely had at once a year.
Now after the reform and opening, although goods in grain and oil shops are still rationed, quite a few people sell them privately without needing ration points. Of course, at a higher price.
Lin Wan brought out all the house wine, and the three won had a bit of grape wine.
The n drank mulberry wine.
Nobody drank too much, since it was their first ti visiting, they avoided getting drunk and embarrassing themselves.
The young people had plenty to talk about and chatted happily.
They didn’t wrap up until six or seven o’clock. As they left, Yin Peibai and Su Ling invited them over when they were free, and they agreed.
Lin Wan didn’t go out that night. The two went to bed early. The next day, after helping Mom with the morning market, Lin Wan joined them, setting up clothes and selling seven or eight pieces in the morning. After finishing the morning market.
Han Yi and his brother took the morning to install the backyard door. After it was installed, Lin Wan still felt it was more convenient without a door.
Around nine o’clock, the two headed to the train station. They sold at the train station all day, and by about five or six o’clock, they found a switch factory near the station.
They sold outside for over an hour, then moved to a nearby neighborhood.
At noon, Lin Wan brought so buns, along with self-prepared water. In the evening, they bought a hefty portion of street dumplings near the neighborhood to fill their stomachs.
Once ho, Lin Wan made two bowls of noodle soup, quickly washed their feet after dinner, and collapsed on the bed exhausted.
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