Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Thank-You Gift Chapter 54: Chapter 54 Thank-You Gift Having practiced a set of boxing in front of the Bamboo Building, Luo Qiao also spent half an hour doing yoga in her room before she bathed in the downstream creek, arranged her hair, and began practicing embroidery, in which she had recently made so progress.
The next day, after Luo Qiao left the Spatial Warehouse, she heard the soft, pattering rain outside the house; on such a day, there was no need to go out to work.
So Luo Qiao decided to take advantage of the free ti to make so snacks, as she had previously ntioned wanting to give sothing to Lu Yichen’s comrade at the Bureau of Education to show her appreciation.
After a simple breakfast, she decided to make so small twisted doughnuts with flavors of green onion, pepper and salt, and another batch that was sweet, promptly getting to work.
It was raining, so she did not open the main gate but went straight into the Spatial Warehouse. After bmaking the dough, she let it rest.
After walking around the mountain in the Spatial Warehouse, she noticed the rabbits were breeding really fast. She picked so Sichuan pepper leaves before heading back to the kitchen.
She kept busy for the whole morning in the Spatial Warehouse, making three small basins of twisted doughnuts. Thinking of the rabbits on the mountain, she took down two of the larger ones and made them into spicy dried rabbit at. Looking at her achievents, she was indeed pleased.
She hadn’t taken the ti to have a proper lunch, the sll of cooking oil filling the air all day had robbed her of any appetite, so she just boiled a pot of red bean porridge and made a few appetizing small dishes.
After eating, she divided her work, retaining a portion for herself, and dividing the rest into two parts—one for Lu Yichen and the other for his colleague at the Bureau of Education. It wasn’t much, but it was a token of her sentint.
After all, if it weren’t for them, she wouldn’t have been able to sort out her schooling issue so quickly.
After cleaning up the kitchen and spending so ti reviewing her high school textbooks, Luo Qiao finally left the Spatial Warehouse. Looking at the courtyard, it seed it had rained the entire day; the sky had already begun to darken.
Luo Qiao went into the kitchen to boil a pot of water. A day without smoke from the chimney wouldn’t do; soone might just start talking, and that would be trouble enough. Villagers lacked other forms of entertainnt and spent their days minding other people’s business.
In the village, if your chimney didn’t smoke, it was a problem, and smoking too much was also a problem—there were always those busybodies with nothing better to do ddling around.
Once the water was boiled, Luo Qiao first filled the hot water flask and then poured the rest into a large basin, which she stored in the Spatial Warehouse to use for a bath after her exercises.
Luckily Luo Qiao had boiled a pot of water, because indeed soone had been watching her house—that was Li Xiulan’s family living south of the bridge. Li Xiulan had noticed at noon that there was no smoke coming from Luo Qiao’s chimney.
She joked with her daughter Gao Taohua, “It seems that the orphan girl from the Educated Youth’s ho is having a hard ti, not daring to even cook at ho on a day off from work, bragging she can fend for herself, hmph!”
Feng Xiaojuan, her elder daughter-in-law, responded, “Luo Qiao gets seven work points almost every day now. Even if tis are tough, it will only be for this half of the year. By the ti of the autumn harvest she’ll be living the good life.”
Initially, Li Xiulan was displeased at her daughter-in-law’s rebuttal, but after pondering, she had to admit that the point was valid. Tis were hard now, yet with mountain greens available, as long as one was diligent, starvation wasn’t a threat.
That girl gets seven work points a day, just one less than what the won get, and by autumn, she would indeed earn a fair share of grain. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head.
So, co dinnerti, she paid extra attention to Luo Qiao’s chimney, only regretting that her view was limited to just the chimney from her distance, and she couldn’t see anything else.
After dinner, back inside her house, she spoke to her husband Gao Shunyi, “Dad, about our second son… ah no, he’s a bit too old for it. It’s our youngest son who would be suitable.”
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