Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse novel Chapter 80

Chapter 80: Chapter 078 Giving His Wife a Facial [190+ Votes]

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The next day, Zhang Shanni and her husband got up early. Each went their separate ways at the door; Xie Jingchen went up the mountain to check on the hunting pits while Zhang Shanni headed to the front yard’s kitchen to help her mother-in-law prepare breakfast.

After breakfast, accompanied by Zhou Xiuhua and Xie Tiesheng, Xie Jingchen and Zhang Shanni visited the Xie Family Ancestral Hall, arriving at exactly nine in the morning.

Given that there were sixteen senior kinsmen to visit just from the paternal side of the family, interacting with peers was relatively simple—just giving them sweets was sufficient. Of course, if there were male elders, they would also need to distribute cigarettes.

Early in the morning, the ancestral hall was crowded with adults and children. As Xie Tiesheng was senior in age, the elders of his generation were at least seventy years old, making him the youngest among his peers.

Xie Jingchen had two baskets on his back, both filled with gifts he and his young wife had prepared. In those days, not even disposable bags were available, and newspapers in the village were in high demand. Fortunately, Xie Tiesheng still maintained some influence, so there was a small pile of newspapers at home. Last night, after returning home, Zhang Shanni had carefully wrapped each family’s gifts.

While the wrapping was nothing fancy, each gift was meticulously organized by family, ensuring no mix-ups—a more systematic approach that both Mr. Xie and Elder Tiesheng implicitly approved.

As for candies and pastries, Zhang Shanni could handle such minor matters herself. Materials were incredibly scarce; even sugar required tickets, and it took considerable effort from Old Xie to gather enough sugar tickets to allocate half a kilo to each of the sixteen families.

In that era, sugar was considered a luxury. Watching mountains of sugar bags piling up in the Space left Zhang Shanni both amused and speechless. What left her speechless was the crudeness of the old-time sugar—it wasn’t the fine, white powder, but rather a light yellow granular substance. The lower-quality white sugar came in small, thumb-sized clumps which were difficult to work with!

Well-known southern native snacks included rice biscuits, puffed rice, fried rice cakes, sweet cakes, etc., all of which were fragrant, crispy, sweet, and delicious hard snacks.

However, at that time, grains were considered precious food. She felt embarrassed to ask her mother-in-law for grains to make hard biscuits, so she took some sweet potatoes from the cellar and smuggled some flour, sugar, and oil from the Space. To make the sweet potato biscuits more fragrant, crisp, and sweet, Zhang Shanni mixed the sugar and flour by herself.

By the time she finished making the sweet potato biscuits, the aroma excited Xiao San and Xiao Liu so much that they ate four or five pieces each, stuffing their little bellies until they could fit no more.

Now, the only ones living in the Xie household were Xiao San and Xiao Liu. The rest of the nephews had returned to their grandmother’s house, which considerably lightened Zhang Shanni’s load. After all, the amount she had to prepare for the relatives alone was substantial, and if all the nephews were home, the quantity would need to increase by another twenty percent.