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Chapter 92 My sister-in-law gave birth to a little niece.

Chapter 93 My sister-in-law gave birth to a little niece.

The two men opened the sack, which contained spinach, chives, scallions, and two bags of eggs. The vegetables were all fresh and crisp, clearly picked that morning.

Qian Cheng said, "Brother, you rest, I'll go find Director Ma."

He carried the sack to the canteen.

Director Ma was busy in the kitchen when he saw him carrying a sack in and paused for a moment.

"So fast?"

Qian Cheng put down the sack and opened it to show him.

"Director Ma, look, these were all picked this morning, they're very fresh."

Director Ma squatted down, picked up a bunch of spinach, looked at it, smelled it, and nodded.

"Okay, not bad."

He looked at the eggs again; they were all round and uniform in size.

"These eggs are good too."

Qian Cheng said, "Director Ma, the price is negotiable. It'll be a bit cheaper than the vegetable market; you can decide what to pay."

Director Ma thought for a moment and said, "Spinach is 10 cents, chives are 12 cents, scallions are 10 cents, and eggs are 35 cents. Is that alright?"

Qian Cheng did the math in his head: it was a bit lower than the county's rate, but higher than the supply and marketing cooperative's. He could earn a few yuan for each trip delivering dozens of kilograms.

"Okay, let's do as Director Ma says."

Director Ma had the kitchen staff weigh the food. Twenty pounds of spinach, fifteen pounds of chives, ten pounds of scallions, and thirty eggs, weighing four pounds. It cost a little over five yuan in total.

Director Ma took out some money and handed it to Qian Cheng.

Qian Cheng took the money and put it away.

"Director Ma, my brother will deliver it once a week from now on. If you need anything, just let me know in advance."

Director Ma nodded: "Okay, it's settled then."

When I came out of the cafeteria, Qian Lu was still waiting outside.

"How is it?"

Qian Cheng smiled: "It's done."

Qian Lu smiled too.

That evening, Qian Cheng treated Qian Lu to dinner at the school cafeteria. It was Qian Lu's first time at university, and he looked around curiously, finding everything new and exciting.

After the meal, Qian Cheng took him to the station.

Just before getting on the bus, Qian Lu suddenly remembered something, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it to Qian Cheng.

"Oh right, Mom asked me to bring this to you."

Qian Cheng took it; it was written by Hou Yufen. He opened it and read the few crooked words: "Chengzi, everything is fine at home, don't worry. Your sister-in-law gave birth to a daughter, weighing seven pounds, and she's safe and sound."

Qian Cheng looked at it and laughed.

He remembered his sister-in-law's pregnant belly and the pair of mandarin duck pillowcases she had given him.

My daughter is wonderful, she's so thoughtful.

He carefully put the letter away, watched Qian Lu get into the car, and only turned back after the car drove away.

The moon rose and shone on the road.

His heart was overflowing with emotion.

Business was booming, and the family had new members.

Life is getting better and better.

From then on, Qian Lu delivered vegetables once a week.

Sometimes more, sometimes less, depending on what the cafeteria orders. Qian Cheng picks up the goods at school, delivers them to the cafeteria, pays the bill, and then has Qian Lu take the money back.

Over time, I got to know Director Ma and the people in the kitchen.

Director Ma would sometimes invite him to stay for a meal and a chat.

"Xiao Qian, with your skills, you can do it anywhere."

Qian Cheng laughed: "Director Ma, I was just messing around."

Director Ma said, "They've managed to mess things up like this? They've got brains."

Qian Cheng didn't say much, but he was happy inside.

Zhang Mingxi knew about this and was happy for him.

"Qian Cheng, how come you can do everything?"

Qian Cheng said, "I can't not do it; I have to save money."

Zhang Mingxi asked, "What are you saving money for?"

Qian Cheng looked at her and said, "I'll marry you."

Zhang Mingxi blushed instantly, lowered her head, and remained silent.

But the corners of his mouth were turned up, impossible to hide.

Life went on like this: attending classes, delivering goods, and saving money.

Qian Cheng calculated that he could earn twenty or thirty yuan a month. With the student grant, he could save more than forty yuan a month. Over a year, that would be five hundred yuan.

I'll have two thousand yuan in my pocket after graduation.

Then, we won't have to worry about anything.

Thinking about these things made him feel at ease.

November arrived in the blink of an eye, and the weather turned cold.

The leaves have fallen, the wind has picked up, and when I woke up in the morning, there was frost on the ground.

The cafeteria has reduced the amount of vegetables they order, replacing it with potatoes and cabbage. They still order eggs as usual, about twenty or thirty a day.

Qian Cheng calculated that he had earned over a hundred yuan in the past few months. Adding that to what he had earned before, he now had over three hundred yuan in hand.

He wrote home, telling Hou Yufen not to worry and to tell Qian Lu to take it easy and not to overwork himself.

Hou Yufen replied that everything was fine at home, her daughter could smile and roll over, and she looked like her sister-in-law, fair and clean.

After reading the letter, Qian Cheng felt a strong urge to go back and visit.

But the school doesn't give us a holiday; we have to wait until winter break.

He could only wait.

Qian Lu delivers vegetables once a week. Sometimes he takes the school bus, sometimes he hitches a ride on a truck. He stays at the school for half a day, has a meal with Qian Cheng, chats about family matters, and then takes the afternoon bus back home.

Qian Cheng had never met the little niece Hou Yufen mentioned in her letter. Qian Lu brought a photo; it was dark, about the size of a palm, with a chubby little face in it, sleeping with her eyes closed.

"Is this our daughter?" Qian Cheng looked at the photo again and again.

Qian Lu smiled: "Yes, her name is Qian Xiaoni, Mom named her that."

Qian Cheng said, "Hello, Xiao Ni, it's easier to say."

He carefully put the photos away, placing them under his pillow, and would take them out to look at them before going to bed at night.

The canteen business was stable, earning about ten yuan a week. Not satisfied with the money, Qian Cheng started thinking about other things.

He discovered that the school not only had a cafeteria, but also a residential area for faculty and staff families.

The staff quarters are located behind the campus, consisting of rows of bungalows where hundreds of teachers live. The teachers receive salaries and are better off than the students, so they are more willing to spend money on food.

If we could deliver the vegetables to the residential area, we could definitely sell more.

Qian Cheng pondered for a few days and decided to give it a try.

He told Qian Lu to bring more vegetables next time, not only to deliver them to the canteen, but also to set aside some to sell in the residential area.

Qian Lu listened and was a little worried: "Will it work? What if someone catches us?"

Qian Cheng said, "It's okay. We're from the countryside, we produce and sell our own goods, it's not speculation."

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Qian Lu nodded and didn't say anything more.

A few days later, Qian Lu delivered vegetables again. This time he brought twice as much: two large sacks and a basket of eggs.

Qian Cheng kept the portion meant for the canteen, put the rest into two baskets, and carried them to the back of the house.

The family quarters were located at the very back of the school, with rows of single-story houses, each with piles of honeycomb briquettes and cabbages at its entrance. It was lunchtime, and smoke rose from each chimney, carrying the aroma of cooked food.

Qian Cheng found an intersection, put down his basket, and waited for someone to buy it.

After waiting for a while, an old woman came over, carrying a vegetable basket. She glanced at Qian Cheng, then looked at the vegetables in the basket.

"Is this vegetable for sale?"

Qian Cheng quickly said, "Auntie, these are for sale. They were just picked from the field this morning, they're very fresh."

The old lady squatted down, picked up a bunch of spinach, looked at it, pinched it, and nodded.

"How much?"

Qian Cheng said, "Spinach is 12 cents, chives are 15 cents, and scallions are 10 cents."

The old lady was stunned for a moment: "It's cheaper than the vegetable market?"

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Qian Cheng said, "We grow them ourselves, so we don't make much money."

The old lady smiled, weighed out two pounds of spinach and one pound of chives, paid four cents, and left.

Someone nearby saw this and came over.

"Is this vegetable really cheaper than at the vegetable market?"

"Look how tender this spinach is."

"Give me a pound of chives."

"I want two pounds of scallions."

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