The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s
Chapter 712: Snatch (4)_1

Chapter 712: Chapter 712: Snatch (4)_1

"Hahaha, Zhao Li told me our daughter is a Genius Child, and I didn’t believe it before, but listen to her, she’s making perfect sense," Lu Zhiwei couldn’t stop laughing.

Despite being a little toddler still drinking milk, the words she spoke were impressive.

"Of course, that’s my daughter!" The Ruanlin Family head was filled with pride upon hearing this.

But the same old issue remained: his male chauvinism was quite serious. Initially, he had reluctantly used the money Shu Lang left, but now he absolutely refused to use Ruan Jiaojiao’s money.

Seeing that she couldn’t persuade him, Ruan Jiaojiao lost interest in arguing. She turned with the milk bottle and headed to find the Ruanlin Family mistress, but after taking only a few steps, she heard shouting from outside.

"Puffed rice treats here, five eggs for half a bowl of rice," the voice dragged out long.

The boys who had been watching TV immediately lit up and scampered out: "Over here, over here, we want some too!"

Puffed rice, was one of the few snacks kids in the countryside could afford.

To make puffed rice, you first pour the rice into a dark, hollow "cannon," screw the lid on tight, place it over a stove, and then start turning the machine’s handle back and forth, three turns to the left, three to the right... It takes seven minutes to make a pot of puffed rice.

The person carrying the puffed rice making machine on a carrying pole was a man in his fifties or sixties, who stopped in front of the Ruan Family’s house upon hearing the call.

Perhaps it was because of the Ruan Family’s rare multi-story building that the man didn’t dare to come in but instead asked from the entrance, "Children, is your head of the family in?"

By this time, the Ruanlin Family head and Lu Zhiwei had already stood up and walked to the door, saying, "We’re here, come inside."

Only after hearing this did the man with the carrying pole enter. At both ends of the pole were burlap bags. It was only eight or nine in the morning, but he was already soaked in sweat. Upon entering the courtyard and seeing that the building was even more imposing than it appeared from outside, he didn’t dare to move about freely and just set the carrying pole down by the corner of the wall, wiping his face with the towel around his neck.

However, the towel was tattered and black, sodden with sweat, and rubbing it over his face only made his eyes sting painfully.

Coming from poor families themselves, the Ruanlin Family head naturally didn’t disdain him and said, "There’s a water well over there where you can wash up—the weather is far too hot now."

"Eh, okay, thank you," the man responded gratefully, smiling as he headed to the well. He didn’t dare to use the Ruan Family’s bucket and simply pressed down against the wells’ edge, washing his towel.

After cleaning it twice, he once again wiped his face, but as he brought the towel away, he was faced with a small, tender face. He had been traveling through streets and alleys for many years and had never seen such a good-looking child.

Moreover, the little tot didn’t mind his dirty appearance at all, holding up a slice of watermelon and offering it to him, "Grandpa, this is for you."

Ruan Jiaojiao handed over a slice of watermelon that had been chilled in the fridge.

The man vigorously rubbed his hands on his clothes twice before he dared to reach out to take it, while hurriedly expressing his thanks.

The Ruan Family mistress glanced over and, with a smile, went into the house to fetch some rice.

Puffed rice was the only snack rural children could afford because the people who puffed the rice didn’t necessarily ask for money; they took eggs too, and even the poorest households usually had a few eggs.

It didn’t take half an hour after the puffed rice vendor arrived in Xiahe Village for word to spread throughout the entire village, and many children ran over with household tools like winnowing baskets and small half-bowls of rice.