Chapter 1659 - 1078: Heroine of the Republic 52 (5000+)_4

Chapter 1659: Chapter 1078: Heroine of the Republic 52 (5000+)_4

An Yi gave plenty of examples from around them. Some women, in order to look pretty, let their own children go hungry and cold, unable to maintain a household. Others, grandparents with a preference for boys, favor the grandson over the granddaughter. It’s not uncommon for granddaughters to be neglected to the point of starvation; some even suffer from disabilities from a young age and can’t bear children when they’re older, or they ignore hygiene during their menstrual period, leading to frequent infections.

What’s the family principle?

The outer clothes can be shabby, but the inside must stay warm. There’s no need to show off to others or compete; as long as you live well yourself, that’s enough.

If outsiders know your family is doing well, it can lead to envy, and they might investigate our family’s income sources. This not only becomes cumbersome for her but also brings unwarranted scrutiny to the family. Therefore, we close the door and live our lives privately. We mustn’t speak carelessly.

The food and drinks are meant for oneself. Making it known to the world—is your intention to show off or to satisfy your vanity?

During times when everyone can’t get enough to eat, where does your home get chicken, duck, fish, and dairy?

Whenever she poses such thought-provoking questions, An Hu them can’t help but nod repeatedly.

That’s when they understood why everyone’s outer clothes were torn and patched, but the cotton inside was completely new, not broken, not hard, even smelling refreshingly clean. It turns out that from the very start, Mommy An only struggled outwardly; privately, they’d live as comfortably as possible.

Mommy An stipulated that they must bathe at least once a week, even if shaking with cold, personal hygiene should never be neglected. Only when the body is clean can it prevent the growth of bacteria. Initially, he was somewhat unaccustomed to it, but gradually he grew fond of soaking in the bath.

"If this charcoal fire smell weren’t so strong, I really want to build a sauna for us at home and steam every now and then. It would be so comfortable! Unfortunately, conditions don’t allow for it now. I’ll wait and look for wood that doesn’t emit strong smoke first."

Recently, she’s been conducting an experiment in the space, trying out the use of wood from space fruit trees. She hadn’t paid attention to such details before, but if you could hide in a sauna room under minus tens of degrees and steam and scrub your back, wouldn’t that be wonderful?

The space’s wood is too moist; previously, when selling to the marketplace, she sold both branches and fruits together, so she never considered this aspect.

It wasn’t until one day she saw the fruit tree branches she had discarded piling up everywhere that she remembered she hadn’t tried using these branches with charcoal fire before. Previously, she’d dried them outside and then directly burned them without ever testing the smoke density. Wasn’t heaven giving her this chance?

She set aside the good wood, intending to find an opportunity to dry it. Once out of the space, she realized it was winter. In the bitter cold December sun, it’s bright and cold, bright and cold. Forget about drying wood; even melting snow is difficult. It seems there’s no chance this year. Save it; save it for next year.

After the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Xiao Nian, every household became busy. Even though they wouldn’t return to the village this year, An Yi still took An Hu back to the village to deliver some yearly gifts to a few families.

Traditional desserts were replaced with homemade pig cheese, frozen pears, frozen persimmons, self-made Hawthorn Cake, red date cake, self-brewed persimmon vinegar, tea cakes made from Space Spiritual Grass, sake poured into glass bottles to disguise as homemade wine.

These holiday gifts were all meticulously matched and made by her. The captain and secretary liked them a lot, especially the self-made tea cakes from the space—year after year, it’s frequently mentioned. But she doesn’t give them annually as she wants them to realize the significant effort it takes her to produce these tea cakes.

Tea cakes are rare and precious—even a palm-sized one is exceptionally valuable. This is the highest level of gift-giving: catering to someone’s likes makes things easier!