It's really busy here today and there are a lot of people.
Because as the Spring Festival approaches, more and more people are preparing to come here to buy new year goods.
Zhou Jimin is also here, but he is here with Ding Qiunan today.
"Except for helping me get things today, you are not allowed to give me any money, do you hear me?"
Before coming, she warned Zhou Jimin that he was just a tool for carrying things, not a person for payment.
What an age of innocence.
"If your parents don't come to buy New Year's goods themselves, why should they ask you to do it?"
"They all have to go to work, my brother and sister also have to go to school, and my mother has to stick matchboxes at home. I'm the only one who has nothing to do."
"Your dad's salary is not low, right? Why does your mom still do these part-time jobs? Isn't the work at home tiring?"
In this day and age, there are very few women who are not diligent.
Ding's mother is also a person who can't take any time off. In addition, the Ding family's life is actually not rich, so she can make whatever she can.
"There isn't much work at home, and I told her that, but she feels she has nothing to do and is bored, so she might as well find something to do."
This is a fact. There are really not many middle-aged women like Jia Zhang who started to take care of themselves when they were in their forties, taking painkillers every day and not working.
While wandering around and chatting, time flew by.
"Don't you need to buy clothes for Xiaoqing and the others?"
When walking into the ready-to-wear area, Ding Qiunan suddenly asked.
Does Zhou Jimin think this is a problem?
When the steel rolling mill is on holiday, just bring the four little ones over and let them choose.
There is no woman in the family, so it’s okay not to mention Zhou Shuqing’s needlework.
It's not that Zhou Shuqing doesn't know how to needlework, but it's really not as good as buying ready-made clothes.
In addition, there is no sewing machine at home, but there was one before. After Lao Zhou left, Zhou's mother's health deteriorated, and she didn't have enough money to spend on medicine, so she sold the sewing machine.
In this day and age, even if you sell it second-hand, you won’t lose much money.
Therefore, it is really valuable.
When Zhou Jimin came out of the department store, his hands and body were already full.
He waved to the pallet truck master waiting on the roadside and motioned for him to help pull the goods.
"Comrade, how much does it cost?"
"Look, you don't have much. Just give me 2 cents."
Ding Qiunan didn't buy many New Year's goods, but among them was a piece of furniture and a bed.
Beds are heavy and big, so they can only be transported by truck.
The bed in her home was eaten by bugs and made noisy every night, so she burned it as firewood and replaced it with a new one.
Under normal circumstances, the Ding family certainly does not have that luxury.
But she had slept on that bed for many years, and since she and her sister had grown up, the previous small bed was indeed a bit cramped.
"Okay, please."
Zhou Jimin didn't bargain, because 2 cents was basically the going price. If it was less, the boss wouldn't have to eat anymore?
Seeing him ordering a trolley, Ding Qiunan rarely thought he was extravagant and wasteful.
The two returned the New Year's goods and bed to the Wutongshu Courtyard, where the neighbors joked about Ding Qiunan again.
When will you eat your wedding candy?
It’s been a few months, who is like Ding Qiunan? They’ve been dating for so long, and they’re almost living together, but they haven’t even gotten a marriage certificate yet?
To be honest, the matchmaker can't wait.
In the area near Wutongshu Hutong, Ding Qiunan is a first-class good girl and has no worries about getting married.
Originally, many matchmakers rushed to introduce her to them, but she didn't take notice.
Not long after, she was talking to herself.
Nowadays, in the new society, free love is important, and the matchmaker also wishes her well.
But it’s been several months, and the Chinese New Year is just around the corner, so why don’t we have any confirmation yet?
Ding Qiunan was still shy about the neighbors' jokes, but Zhou Jimin was shameless, smiling and saying nice polite words.
To be honest, these neighbors in the large courtyard are much easier to get along with than those in the courtyard.
At the very least, although people here in the courtyard are poor, they are very poor and have the guts to do so, and they really don’t take advantage.
Of course, gossip is inevitable.
But the girl from the Ding family has really found the best son-in-law. Who wouldn’t give a thumbs up when she sees it?
Back at home, the Ding brothers and sisters helped glue the matchboxes.
When he saw Zhou Jimin coming in, he called his brother-in-law directly.
Zhou Jimin nodded in agreement. It was clear that Ding Xiaochuan was one year older than him, but he still asked him to call him brother-in-law.
There is no way, who is Ding Qiunan’s sister?
"Jimin, what do you want to eat for lunch? Auntie will cook it for you."
Ding’s mother, Su Ruyun, is very enthusiastic and very agile with her hands and feet.
"Thank you, auntie. Nannan bought some meat. How about we have dumplings for lunch?"
"Okay, I'll make the noodles right now."
Ding Qiunan, who was busy arranging New Year's goods on the other side, suddenly became unhappy.
"Mom, I told you yesterday that I wanted to eat dumplings, but you didn't even make them for me. Now that Zhou Jimin is here, you don't even hesitate. Am I your biological child?"
Su Ruyun, who was busy making noodles, was not idle, "I told you a long time ago, you are the one I picked up from the trash can."
"Mom~" Ding Qiunan stamped her feet and acted coquettishly, but Su Ruyun didn't want to pay attention to her and started chatting with Zhou Jimin again.
The little sister of the Ding family was also helping, and Zhou Jimin couldn't be idle, so he volunteered to chop the stuffing.
The family divides the labor and cooperates, and can make dumplings in no time.
Zhou Jimin rolled out the dumpling skins by himself. Not to mention his speed, the skins were thin and even. He was envied by the Ding Xiaochuan brothers and sisters.
As a negative teaching material, Ding Qiunan was scolded by her mother again.
"In the past, you used to roll out dumpling wrappers very slowly. There was no regular pattern in whether the wrappers were thick or thin..."
At the door, as soon as Ding Rushan came back, he heard his mother-in-law complaining about her daughter. He pretended not to hear it and praised Zhou Jimin with a smile.
With Ding Rushan joining in, making dumplings is faster.
There are five people in their family making dumplings, and Zhou Jimin rolls out the dough alone, but he is still faster.
While eating dumplings, everyone in the Ding family was praising Zhou Jimin, but Ding Qiunan kept rolling his eyes.
Anyway, as long as Zhou Jimin is here, she cannot be favored.
In the evening, Zhou Jimin returned to the courtyard and heard a bunch of people chatting in the courtyard.
Xu Damao, who felt that he had a good relationship with Zhou Jimin, waved to him:
"Jimin, have you heard? Accountant Wei Chunhong, the cashier of the Finance Department, actually took the money and ran away. A full 16,000 yuan in material purchase money is now all gone!"
Zhou Jimin was also startled and asked what was going on?
Xu Damao suddenly became more enthusiastic. The other neighbors in the courtyard had obviously heard it once before, but they still continued to listen seriously.
It turns out that this happened a few days ago. The factory needed to purchase materials for the New Year. One of the funds was withdrawn from the bank by cashier Wei Chunhong.
The factory kept it under wraps for several days, and I don’t know why, but the news finally came out.
Zhou Jimin, who didn't go back to the steel rolling mill today, really didn't know about this.