This year was the wealthiest year her family had ever had, Liang Hongi happily cut five pounds of at and gave two pounds to Little Grandmother’s family.
Sticky rice cakes were mixed with red beans and candied dates. They were delicious. Little Grandmother also liked them; her mom made a lot. This was considered the best holiday snacks for New Year.
Lin Wan learned that S City was particularly cold, and her brother’s classmate’s mom made a set of cotton clothes, costing eight yuan. The family had cotton, so Lin Wan made another set of cotton clothes for her brother.
Mom also made a pair of cotton shoes for her brother.
While others visited relatives, their family stayed ho to make clothes for her brother.
When Great Aunt Liang Weixiang ca over from Little Grandmother’s house, she didn’t invite them. She knew, Great Aunt didn’t like their family. She and Mom wouldn’t go annoying people unnecessarily.
However, after Great Aunt left, Brother Songzi brought them two tangerines, saying they were sent by Great Aunt.
Liang Hongi knew it was definitely Little Grandmother who sent them to avoid estrangent between them and their cousin.
"Xiao Wan, how about we open a small restaurant in town?" Liang Hongi, having tasted the sweetness of doing business, was itching.
"The standard of living in town isn’t great." Before Lin Wan could speak, Lin Yinghui shook his head first.
Liang Hongi frowned, feeling a bit discontented.
"Mom, people in the village look down on us already, and if we open a restaurant in town, they’ll have more gossip. Actually, I was thinking of checking out the city. People in the city have money." Doing business at this ti ans being inferior, but she didn’t care, after so years of developnt they would realize, and eventually rchants would be respected too. Not inferior to anyone.
"Go to the city?" Liang Hongi frowned; she hadn’t been to the city more than two or three tis in her entire life.
"Yes, at ho those few acres are just enough to feed us. It’s barely enough to support brother’s schooling." Lin Wan’s words caused Liang Hongi to frown; she didn’t mind others laughing at her, but the children needed care, needed to go to university, only then could their family have a better life.
"When it’s warr, let’s go to the city and have a look. If we find a suitable location, let’s rent it." After saying this, she started to worry again, what if they encountered soone like Er Qiangzi?
"Mom, Xiao Wan, you two don’t have to go. I can study and work part-ti; I can take care of myself. You can stay ho peacefully; I’m not comfortable with you doing business. Besides, schools provide subsidies for us; as long as there’s food in school, I don’t spend much money," Lin Yinghui shared the sa concerns as Mom. Back then, he and his little sister went to such a cold place in the North because schools there provided good subsidies for students.
Lin Wan also knew that being outside was never as good as at ho. "Mom and I will first look in the county, then we’ll decide; if there really is a suitable place, we’ll definitely get all the docuntation done this ti, so no one can find faults."
After New Year’s, on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Lin Yinghui had so sweet dumplings and was seen off by Liang Hongi and Lin Wan onto the train.
After Lin Yinghui left, Lin Wan took Liang Hongi for a tour around the county.
On the first day of work after the sixteenth day of the first lunar month, the roads were very quiet. Liang Hongi seed a little disappointed.
Lin Wan didn’t mind, taking Mom back ho.
After spring began, the work in the fields got busy, three-plus acres, though not much, it was not a small burden for her and Mom.
Living like this every day was not feasible.
Lin Wan thought for a while, preparing to make so snacks to sell, earn so money, enough for their small expenditures.
She couldn’t set up a stall in town; afraid villagers would gossip if they found out.
Could only make so portable items, travel to farther villages to sell them door to door.
Lin Wan thought for several days, planning to make rice dumplings.
Rice dumplings were simple, kids loved them too, they were convenient to carry, and not expensive either.
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