Fangyuan ate very quickly. After finishing her meal, she put the bowl on the Eight Immortals table and ran out while saying, "Third sister, I'm going to find the eldest sister to help me clean the bowl."

"You ran out again." The third sister shouted from behind, but unfortunately Fangyuan couldn't hear him anymore because he had already run away.

But Fangyuan really went to find the eldest sister, because only supply and marketing cooperatives sell various seasonings, such as cumin and chili.

Fangyuan soon arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative. Seeing Fangyuan coming, the eldest sister quickly came out of the counter and asked: "Brother, why are you here?"

"Sister, I have something to ask you."

"What happened?"

"Don't the ones sold by your supply and marketing cooperative contain seasonings? I want to buy some."

When Fangyuan asked for condiments, the eldest sister frowned and asked, "Why do you want condiments?"

"I'm useful."

"How much?"

Seeing that Fangyuan didn't want to talk, the eldest sister stopped asking because she knew that if Fangyuan didn't want to talk, it would be useless for her to ask.

Seasonings have always been available, and it can be said that they are available in any supply and marketing cooperative, but some places have more varieties, and some places have fewer varieties.

For example, at the supply and marketing cooperative in Qinghe Commune, the things there are not as complete as here. This is normal, because there are farmers there and workers here.

Fangyuan definitely didn’t mean to look down on farmers, and even said that the people he admired most were farmers. If there were no farmers farming the land, what would he eat?

But this is a real problem. Common people, or to be precise, farmers and uncles have no money, so they rarely buy things.

Many people say that soldiers are the cutest people. In fact, farmers and soldiers should be added. Farmers are the cutest people. One protects our safety and the other prevents us from starving.

You can think about it, who provides our food, food, and even housing.

"I don't want much, I want a little."

"What do you want?"

"Chili pepper, dried chili pepper, and cumin."

Hearing that Fangyuan wanted these two things, the eldest sister nodded and said, "Wait, I'll get them for you."

"Sister, I'll give you some money." Fangyuan quickly took out the money and went to give it to her.

"No, you'll deduct it from my salary later. You'd better give Mom an explanation for this later."

"Oh!"

The eldest sister quickly took out two paper bags from inside. There were no plastic bags for shopping at this time. All bulk items like this were wrapped in paper.

Depending on the item, you choose what kind of paper to use. For example, snacks are wrapped in thick yellow paper, meat or something is wrapped in oil paper, and condiments like this are wrapped in newspapers.

"Here you go."

"Thank you, sister. I'd better not deduct the other money from your salary." Fangyuan put a dollar on the counter, turned around and ran away.

"You won't need so much."

Of course Fangyuan knows that we can’t use so much, how much can we use for two small packets of seasoning, but if we don’t use it up, my eldest sister can take it!

Not far after leaving the door, Fangyuan put the two small bags into the space when no one was paying attention.

No one would notice such a big thing at all. If it were anything else, Fangyuan would never put it in, not even a shovel, at least not on the street.

"Hey! Boss, what are you doing here?" Just when Fangyuan was about to go back, he met the little fat man.

"What are you doing? Go home."

"Oh!" The little fat man nodded, and then asked mysteriously: "Boss, what are we going to do tomorrow?"

Fangyuan made an appointment with Little Fatty when school was over. After breakfast tomorrow, we would meet at the west gate of the Woolen Mill. Every Sunday, there are so many people there.

Of course, we are all children, and adults don’t have any Sundays. At most, they just have a rest, but this rest does not matter the time, which means it is not fixed.

"Why are you asking so many questions? You won't know until you go tomorrow."

"Okay! I won't ask anymore, alas! When will the holiday take place?" the little fat man said with a wry smile.

Children at this time look forward to four things throughout the year. The first is when to eat.

The second is when is the weekend. The third is when is the holiday. The fourth is when is the Chinese New Year.

Needless to say, it goes without saying that children look forward to eating. Adults also look forward to it because they are hungry!

You can play it in a week, there is nothing to say about this.

The same goes for holidays. You can play for longer, and there are other activities during holidays, such as going out to find food.

Finally, it’s the Chinese New Year. It can be said that from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, one person has just celebrated the New Year, and the other person is thinking about celebrating the New Year again.

This is normal, because you can eat delicious food during the New Year, wear new clothes during the New Year, and even set off firecrackers. It can be said that the temptation of the New Year is too great and too great.

Of course, this is talking about those children whose family conditions are decent. Those whose family conditions are not good, although they are looking forward to the Chinese New Year, at most they only want to eat a meal of meat.

"I'm talking about Fatty, isn't it a little early to think about this now?" Fang Yuan looked at Fatty and asked.

"Uh! Boss, it's getting late. It's already winter, isn't it the Chinese New Year soon?"

"Who told you that it's winter and we have to celebrate the New Year?" Fangyuan gave the fat man a roll of his eyes and said, "There are still more than two months until the New Year, and even if it's at least a month and a half before the holiday."

Unlike later generations, we can't take a few days off in winter. We basically take off when the Chinese New Year is approaching, and then school starts after the Chinese New Year.

Not now. Basically, there are still more than half a month before the Chinese New Year, or even a month off, and after the Chinese New Year, I don’t go to school until after the Lantern Festival.

Of course, this is about students, not employees. Employees generally can’t take vacation until almost the Chinese New Year, and they go to work immediately after the Chinese New Year.

You must know that there is no paid leave at this time. If you don’t work, you will not be paid. Even if the factory allows you to take a break, you will not take a break yourself.

"Ah! No, boss, how long does it take?" the fat man asked with a grimace.

"What do you think! Today is December 10th, and this year's Chinese New Year is on February 15th, 1961 in the Gregorian calendar. Calculate how many days are left."

"Uh! I can't figure it out." The little fat man shook his head and said, "But I know there are still two months from December to February."

Fangyuan patted the little fat man on the shoulder and said: "As long as you know this, as for the specific number of days left, it's not something you can calculate with your IQ."

"I'm not the boss, I have a very high IQ!"

"Yes, it is very high." Fangyuan nodded in agreement.

Anyway, Fatty is just a first-year student. If you ask him to count the number of days from December 10th to February 15th, he may not be able to calculate it, but this guy is smart and knows that when December arrives

There are two months left in February.

"Hey hey hey!" The little fat man scratched his head and smiled silly, as if he was very happy to get Fangyuan's approval.

"Okay, you can go back! Remember, go there early after dinner tomorrow morning."

"Now that I know it, boss, don't worry!"

After Fangyuan got home, he took out the Dui Kiln *, which was actually a stone with a concave center. There was also a stone stick that looked like a rolling pin, but of course it was not as long as the rolling pin.

Duiyao*zi is the name of Fangyuan's hometown in Zhongyuan Province. There may be other names in other places.

Usually I use it to pound garlic or something, but Fangyuan wants to pound chili pepper and cumin today.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Seeing Fangyuan taking out this thing, the third sister came over and asked.

"Make some trouble, just leave it alone and go do your homework!"

"Oh!"

Homework is a general term for studying. Third sister is only in the second grade now, so what kind of homework is there? Just study.

In the next half hour, Fangyuan mashed two packets of chili pepper and cumin very finely, and then wrapped them again.

Just when Fangyuan thought that he could have a big fight tomorrow, of course there were people at home in the evening, and there were several of them.

"Wang Lin, come out here." A middle-aged woman shouted outside the door.

At this time, my mother had just gotten up and was preparing to pack up and go to work.

My mother frowned, but opened the door and went out. When she saw who was outside the door, she asked: "Sister Niu, what are you doing?"

It seems that my mother knows this middle-aged woman, and she is also a member of the family of a woolen textile factory. The family members say she is small or big, and they are both from the same factory. It is normal for them to know each other.

"What are you doing? Look, that wild boy you picked up beat my son."

My mother was still kind at first, but when she heard the other party calling Fangyuan a wild child, her expression immediately changed and she said, "I'm just polite to call you Sister Niu. Don't take yourself too seriously. Who are you calling a wild child?"

What?"

The middle-aged woman probably didn’t expect that her mother would be angry! Because my mother is usually kind and friendly to everyone.

"I..." The middle-aged woman was a little at a loss.

At this moment, a middle-aged man stood up and said: "Wang Lin, I apologize for what my lover just said, but no matter what, your child beat my child, and he hit him so hard, you will always have to

Give me an explanation."

"Director Cao, do you want to explain? What do you want to explain?" After the mother finished speaking, she waved to Fang Yuan and said, "Son, come here."

Fangyuan ran over quickly, and her mother took Fangyuan's hand and said, "Director Cao, you can see clearly, my son is younger than your son."

"Uh!" Director Cao then realized that it was true! Fangyuan was almost half a head shorter than his son.

He had heard that Wang Lin had picked up a child and adopted it, but he didn't know how old this child was.

Director Cao was also overwhelmed with anger. After working all day, he came home from get off work and saw that his son had been beaten so badly. Without saying a word, he took his wife, who had just gotten off work, and his beaten son to the door. .

As for the guy who was beaten, of course it was Cao Xianren, and Fangyuan was indeed a bit harsh. Not only did the kid's nose bleed, but there were also black and blue finger prints on both sides of his face.

"Xiao, what's wrong with Xiao? Xiao is an excuse? Can you hit someone when you are young?" Cao Xianren's mother shouted again at this time.

"Auntie, why don't you ask me why I beat him?" This time, without waiting for his mother to speak, Fangyuan pointed at Cao Xianren and said.
Chapter completed!