The Delicate Darling with Her Rough Man

Chen Xiaolan hadn’t expected Gu Jiaojiao to be so considerate, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Jiaojiao, you’re just too good to me. I don’t even know how to thank you. Don’t you worry. Just give me whatever work you have, and I’ll definitely get it done right."

"Okay. Come over a bit earlier tomorrow, and I’ll show you what to do. After that, you can come later."

Chen Xiaolan agreed and watched Gu Jiaojiao leave. ’I have to do a perfect job with the tasks Jiaojiao has given me,’ she silently vowed. ’Otherwise, I won’t have the nerve to accept this ten yuan.’

After all, a worker at the textile factory only made fifteen yuan a month.

After returning home, Gu Jiaojiao glanced at the empty courtyard. She suddenly thought of the chickens at Chen Xiaolan’s house and immediately felt a pang of envy.

Seeing his wife return, her husband walked out of the house. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Gu Jiaojiao’s voice, "Honey, let’s raise some chickens!"

Leng Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then he smiled. "Let’s raise them, then!"

He knew his wife had been eyeing other people’s chickens for a long time. After all, their family always had to buy eggs from the other villagers.

If they could raise their own, at least getting eggs wouldn’t be a problem.

At the time, regulations stipulated that a household could only raise three chickens.

"Coincidentally, it seems Jianshe’s hens are brooding. I’ll ask him to save a few chicks for me."

Gu Jiaojiao walked to the side excitedly, gesturing. "So, what do you think about building a chicken coop here?"

Leng Yuan glanced over and nodded. "No problem. I’ll find some materials tomorrow to build the coop. We can bring the chicks back once they’re a little bigger."

The couple planned out the chicken coop in the courtyard for a while before going inside.

Chen Xiaolan arrived early the next morning.

Gu Jiaojiao had Leng Yuan bring out a large burlap sack of soapbeans.

She had picked a lot of them when she went up the mountain, but she had only made facial soap three times, so there were still many left.p>

Gu Jiaojiao planned to turn the rest into facial soap and sell it right after the New Year holiday. Then, she would just focus on her regular job.

As for everything else, they could wait until the economy opened up.

Leng Yuan felt the same way. Given the current political climate, there would inevitably be a chaotic period before the economy opened up. The authorities would likely crack down hard on the black market then.

After the chaos, the policies would begin to loosen.

It was a process.

During that period, it was safest to stay away from such things.

Gu Jiaojiao brought out the soapbeans and the tools. The process was actually simple—all that needed to be done was to mash everything up.

It was a time-consuming and strenuous job, but for someone who had farmed for years, it was much easier.

Before getting married, Chen Xiaolan had to do chores at her parents’ home. She had plenty of strength, so this little bit of work was nothing to her.

"Jiaojiao, don’t worry. Just leave it to me."

Gu Jiaojiao nodded, gave Chen Xiaolan a key to the courtyard, and left with Leng Yuan.

Chen Xiaolan first washed the two children’s dirty clothes, then swept the courtyard.

With Sweet Girl’s help, these chores were finished in no time.

Only then did Chen Xiaolan start working on the soapbeans.

She placed the soapbeans on an iron block, smashed them with a hammer, and then put the pieces into a basin. That was all there was to it.

It was quite simple; it was just that there were a lot of soapbeans.

Seeing this, Sweet Girl brought out a small stool and handed it to Chen Xiaolan. Then she sat down to the side to help.

Chen Xiaolan had heard about Sweet Girl’s past before. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for this child who had lost her parents at such a young age.

But being with Gu Jiaojiao now was truly a blessing in disguise.