Chapter 31 - 30: The Thoughtful Little Cotton Jacket
Walking on the way home, Gong Tao was extremely excited, "Gangzi, I’m not dreaming, am I?"
Knowing that people who eat city rations also lack various things, I never thought things could be sold at such high prices.
Zhao Gang was also smiling and didn’t mind Gong Tao repeatedly asking this question, "How could it be a dream?"
Zhao Gang gently patted his chest, where there was a thick stack of money, "If we can get a few more wild boars before the New Year, we can have a very prosperous New Year."
"If we’re able to sell things at a good price, we can all have a well-fed New Year." Zhao Gang looked forward hopefully.
Even though we can’t openly celebrate extravagantly, as long as the family knows the truth, it’s enough.
"Don’t keep the cloth tickets, we’ll buy cloth and bring it back soon. Those tickets have an expiration date." Zhao Gang was worried that Gong Tao might stash away or mail the good stuff back home.
Gong Tao hadn’t thought about keeping the tickets, "We must buy cloth, I want to make new clothes for my daughter and wife at home."
In recent years, the family hasn’t acquired clothes; once the cloth tickets were issued, either my elder brother borrowed them or the big brother-in-law borrowed them, and borrowing meant they wouldn’t return.
"My daughter Ni Zi wears other people’s old clothes, only a few outfits can be considered presentable." Although many people in the countryside wear patched clothes over patched clothes, Gong Tao has always felt my daughter shouldn’t be compared to those village girls; my daughter is all kinds of wonderful.
"That’s exactly right." Zhao Gang never disdained the saying that daughters are worthless. Look how sensible Gong Ruini is, she’s almost as sensible as my daughter Zhao Xuran would be to know this girl is only a few years old.