When the weather gets cooler, I'll definitely make a few suitcases. There's over three hundred pounds of cotton in the space, which was brought back from Russia, all carded. There's nothing on the other side, I'll check the supply and marketing cooperative in the next few days.
"Auntie, have all the crops in the field been harvested?"
"Hmm, except for sweet potatoes, soybeans, sorghum; only the corn has been harvested."
"Still about a month to go?"
"Yes, there's still work to do."
Early the next morning, Jiang Xinyu made meat soup noodles and twisted dough sticks again. There's nothing else to take out.
The four of them finished eating, carried the child, and went to Wang Ailing's house. Jiang Xinyu went to work.
Wang Ailing also got up early to make breakfast; it was porridge with red pickles, honestly, there was nothing else.
"Mom and Dad, big brother and sister-in-law, come over to eat, it will be ready soon."
"Ailing, we've already eaten. You all eat."
