Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

The wheat brought over here was one thousand pounds, fully packed into ten bags. Then there were another ten bags of corn. There were also two bags each of dried sweet potatoes and dried potatoes.

Carrying the sweet potatoes inside, they saw an elder and a youngster getting along very well, with Little Haiyan sitting on Mrs. Zhang's lap. Both had smiles on their faces.

Zhao Yanping felt really relieved. Thankfully, they were getting along so well. She really didn't want family disharmony because of child-related issues.

There were two bags each of sweet potatoes and potatoes as well. After untying the bags and checking, there was no frost, which eased her mind. However, she was reluctant to waste any food.

What was left were their mother-daughter essentials and items sent from family at home.

Mrs. Zhang wasn't a short-sighted person, but seeing her daughter-in-law bringing so many things made her very happy indeed.

The belongings of the mother and daughter were all moved into Zhang Fusheng's room.

"Put Haiyan's things in my room, and we three will share a room."

"Mom, let Haiyan adapt first."

"It's okay. The little girl is still young. I have my ways."

In the end, Haiyan's things were all placed in the grandmother's room.

"Xiao Ping, I'm going to return the cart. Tomorrow, I'll take a day off, and we will go register."

Zhao Yanping nodded, as she still had many things to organize.

Earlier when unloading, she saw a large piece of meat in a woven bag, along with pork fat and cooking oil.

Her younger sister had brought over all the meat left at home for her.

It was already late when she discovered this. So everything had to be sorted properly.

At home, it was just the three of them left. The elder and the youngster also helped Zhao Yanping.

"Mom, will we render this oil?"

Mrs. Zhang, seeing so much meat, was quite delighted.

It's not easy to buy meat at home. Having money doesn't necessarily mean you can buy it.

"Render all of it, I'll start the fire."

"Grandma, I can start the fire."

Mrs. Zhang beamed, "Great. Our Little Haiyan will start the fire."

Zhang Fusheng drove back to the team, and another driver inspected the truck in a standard procedure.

He waited on the side, and once it was confirmed everything was fine, he handed over and proceeded to find the leader.

"Brother Yang, I'm back."

"So soon?"

"Yes."

Yang Hongming, seeing Zhang Fusheng's smile, knew it was done.

"Congratulations, now you have to live a good life."

"Yes, Brother Yang, I'm taking a day off tomorrow to register. I also need to settle their household registration."

"Alright, you still haven't finished your five-day leave. Besides, there's not much work now, and marriages come with a week off, so you can take it all together."

"Thank you, Brother Yang."

Now he could pleasantly stay with his family at home.

Returning home, Zhang Fusheng smelled the fragrance and felt warmth in his heart—this is home.

The pork fat and lard brought over were rendered into more than ten pounds of oil, with quite a bit of leftover cracklings.

"Mom, what should we do with the cracklings? Put it in the oil or eat it separately?"

"Keep it separate; we'll have crackling-filled dumplings."

Zhang Fusheng, hearing his mother's and daughter's conversation, felt even happier.

"Xiao Ping, I'll knead the dough, and we'll make pancakes with cabbage and cracklings while the oil is hot."

"Mom, I can do it myself." With so much wheat brought over, they were not stingy about using white flour.

Another pot was also used to boil water; the thermos needed to be filled, and porridge had to be cooked.

In the evening, when the family sat down to eat, Zhang Xinhua didn't wait for his father but directly called Zhao Yanping "mom."

This put the three adults at ease.

The family was harmonious and joyful. Zhang Xinhua was quite fond of the little girl and showed his brotherly side.

Mrs. Zhang, seeing her grandson like that, felt a bit regretful. With only one grandson at home, he longed for siblings.

After the meal, Zhang Fusheng boiled water for the mother and daughter to bathe, and then he too cleaned up.

At his own home, Zhang Fusheng felt even more relaxed.

Mrs. Zhang got up at midnight to use the restroom, heard some movement, and smiled, knowing her son now had a good life.

Zhang Xinhua insisted on hugging the little girl to sleep, but he was just a teenage boy and slept restlessly, leaving the little girl uncovered until Mrs. Zhang took her over.

The next day, Zhao Yanping managed to get up and cook breakfast.

Mrs. Zhang was extremely satisfied. After breakfast, she urged the two to quickly go register.

With all the paperwork ready, it was quite fast.

At the police station for household registration, they saw her brother-in-law.

"You guys come home for dinner tonight."

Li Yingjie nodded with a smile, "I'll go tell Cai Xia at noon."

They got the registration done, so they could settle down on the street, and next month, they would start receiving ration coupons.

At the street office, they were all longtime neighbors, and seeing Zhang Fusheng finally settled down, everyone congratulated him.

Zhao Yanping, regardless of their sincerity or not, thanked everyone with a smile.

This part was rather tedious because it concerned their registration, and it was almost noon before they finished everything.

When they returned home, lunch was already prepared, with the elders making sauerkraut with cracklings and cornbread.

At the meal, "Fusheng, Xiao Ping, since you two got married, we should at least have two tables."

"Yes, just Brother Yang's family and Cai Xia's family will do, not calling colleagues."

"Alright, you arrange it, which day would be good?"

"Mom, Xiao Ping, how about the tenth of this lunar month?" Just in four days, but since there was everything at home, nothing needed preparation.

"Okay, but you should take Xiao Ping to buy two sets of clothes. Even if there's no 'three big items,' buy her a watch."

"Alright, I know. We'll go to the mall tomorrow. By the way, Cai Xia's family is coming over for dinner tonight."

The old lady was delighted. Her daughter's family was coming for dinner.

"We'll have dumplings with plenty of meat, Fusheng, you must queue daily to buy meat in the future."

"Mom, isn't all this enough?"

"The family still has to eat. It was like this in the past. Once the lunar month starts, we queue daily for meat, but not every day is guaranteed to have any."

"Okay, I'll start early tomorrow."

During the noon break, Zhao Yanping turned down Zhang Fusheng's advances—doing so in broad daylight wasn't appropriate, how would the elders see her?

By two in the afternoon, Zhao Yanping was already preparing, since inviting someone to dinner required sincerity. She had already met the nun's family once, so making less wasn't an option.

Thus, two basins of dough were prepared.

Mrs. Zhang saw this and was pleased. This daughter-in-law wasn't stingy, ensuring good relations among siblings.

Minced meat and cabbage stuffing was Zhang Fusheng's job.

Zhao Yanping also took out a large piece of ginger, "Do family members eat ginger?"

"Everyone does; we don't have it at home because it hasn't been available this year. I guess there won't be any this year either."