Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105: Chapter 103 Tsk, Tsk, such an eyesore!

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Zhang Shan Ni immediately realized that the elderly lady had planned this long ago upon hearing it.

"Isn’t this a bit too scant? After all, it’s for warming Big Sister-in-law’s house, such a small amount of stuff, it’s not even enough for their traveling party to have a meal!"

Zhang Shan Ni hesitated for a moment and then weakly retorted.

"It’s not too scant. That’s just how things are for everyone right now; your brother-in-law won’t blame you."

"Mother, why don’t we bring some fine grains, fortified flour, and canned fruit? It will be just right for supplementing the nutrition of little Hong and the others who are still young."

The wedding gifts brought by Li Jianfeng and his group, other than the food that was distributed by Zhou Xiuhua, more valuable items such as the sewing machine, ladies’ mechanical watches, bicycles, and those fabrics, were all pointed out by Zhou Xiuhua to Xie Jingchen for moving back to their room.

After all, it was made clear that the gifts were mainly to thank Zhang Shan Ni. Although Zhou Xiuhua was envious of so many nice items, she was always fair and wise, knowing that these things had to be distributed right away, otherwise it would cause trouble for San’er and his wife later.

Because of this, on the day Xie Jingchen left, although Zhang Shan Ni would have been able to see him off out of the village, she was delayed by moving these items and could only send her husband off from within their own courtyard.

"After hearing this", Zhou Xiuhua’s eyes brightened, but her tone was hesitant.

After all, those items were explicitly meant as gifts for Third Son’s wedding. Though Third Son said she could manage the food, in her heart, she knew these items should ultimately get Third Son’s Wife’s approval. That would be proper.

Seeing her mother-in-law’s expression, Zhang Shan Ni immediately understood that she wasn’t unwilling to take it, but rather wanted her to express her position. Without any reluctance, she said several phrases in quick succession:

"Mother, you don’t need to stand on ceremony with me. In my view, we should bring Big Sister two cans of canned fruit, a bag of fortified flour, a bag of fine grains, and that blue fine cloth; I will also take two meters to Big Sister so she can make some personal clothes for the kids to wear..."

"Stop, stop, forget about the cloth. There are only two bolts of it in total, and you don’t have much clothing. It’s going to get cold in less than two months; you should prioritize your own needs first."

"Mother, it won’t make much difference. I’ll make an outfit for my little sister with this cloth, and the rest can be used to make outfits for my nephews. I, a woman, don’t need so many clothes." Zhang Shan Ni said with a pleasing smile, rejecting the idea. Most importantly, she did not fancy this loudly and brightly colored blue fabric—

Clicking her tongue, it’s blinding to the eyes!

The next day, just a little after seven in the morning, Zhang Shan Ni had already teamed up with her mother-in-law, getting up early to finish all the housework.

Don’t think that seven o’clock seems very early; in fact, before the seventies and eighties, few people would sleep until six in the morning.

Normally they would start their days at the first light of dawn, around five o’clock in the summer and in the darkness for winter chores. Before the responsibilisation of farming to households, the production team would start work at seven o’clock.

So, an ordinary housewife had to finish her household chores before going out to work. For those with pigs, chickens, geese, etc., they had to prepare the feed. Households with insufficient manpower had to go up the mountain early to gather firewood.