Chapter 289: Chapter 289

"Wow, it’s snowing." Gong Ruini lay on the bed, yawning, thinking how cold the day was. Luckily, exams are over before the snow came down and the school is out for winter break.

Gong Ruini calculated the time; from the middle to late August until mid-November, it’s really only three months, with farm work holidays in between.

"Luckily there’s no weekend break, else I really wouldn’t know what I’ve learned."

Gong Ruini always thought these kids had weekends off, but later she discovered that Cai Ming never had days off. Only if something came up could they take leave, which made her realize that rural kids start school early to avoid bad roads on the way to school, and apart from the autumn harvest holidays, they really don’t have any days off.

This let Gong Ruini breathe a sigh of relief. If there were no weekends, she would be in the verge of a breakdown. Although she rarely sleeps in, having no chance to sleep in and choosing not to are two different things.

"You guys did well on the exams this time, Uncle Zhao wants to reward you." Zhao Gang was in a really good mood. Although the level of education in rural elementary schools is just so-so, he was thrilled with his children’s rankings at school.

Over the past few days, whenever he met people, they kept praising him for raising his children right, which inevitably made Zhao Gang quite happy.

People struggle to reach this point in life, aside from achieving success for themselves, they also hope their children can succeed. Children’s success is the foundation a family can pass on.

When Zhao Gang is happy, he offers all sorts of rewards. With the snowfall, the veggies in the field are done for, but the chives and the black fungus from the hot spring area are growing well, which made Zhao Gang very delighted.

Previously, when Zhao Gang went to sell rabbits, he talked with old customers. Although they regretted that there were no vegetables to eat this year, they were happy to get fresh chives and black fungus.

Especially the dried black fungus which sold at a good price before; they planned to keep it for the New Year’s gift giving. Zhao Gang regretted not having realized earlier to explore this profit-making channel. The rıghtful source is Nove1Fire.net

Yet, it’s okay. Having mastered the knack of cultivating black fungus, next year he can leverage it extensively.

Thinking of the significant income his little treasury will receive by then, Zhao Gang was in all sorts of good moods, although the money wasn’t in his hands yet, it didn’t stop him from wanting to reward the kids.

"Reward us?" Zhao Guangran’s mood was all sorts of joyous after getting his report card. He used to wonder if he’d come out with good grades, and although his big brother hadn’t demanded it, he knew if he didn’t do well, he definitely wouldn’t enjoy the fruits of his labor.

As for whether there would be a reward, Zhao Guangran hadn’t really considered it. In his view, achieving good grades was a must. If he failed to achieve them, he would just face punishment. He didn’t expect the old man would give him such a surprise.

"I want candy; I want jam." In the fall, Gong Ruini picked many fruits, some went into making fruit wine, and some into jam.

Zhao Guangran quite liked jam, but unfortunately, he hadn’t tasted it much as Cai Meina confiscated it on the grounds that it’s for winter, which made Zhao Guangran yearn for it.

About eating jam, Zhao Gang’s movements became slightly stiff, "I don’t control that, your dad is only responsible for taking you guys to the market for good food." Zhao Gang silently expressed his desire for jam too, but he couldn’t get any.

Thinking of the few times he requested for jam and seeing his wife’s surprised expression, sigh, better not to mention it.

Seriously, is this supposed to be the head of the family? Zhao Guangran looked at his old man with various contempt, with all his bragging before about how mighty he is and how he dominates the household with authority, but now he couldn’t even handle this small matter. Zhao Guangran was clueless about what significant things he could expect from him.

"I want roasted chestnuts." Ever since Gong Ruini had chestnuts given by Erya last time, she couldn’t forget them; they were really delicious.

Gong Ruini couldn’t believe they have chestnuts here in Northeast, but just thinking about the chestnut fruits, she found it very hard to handle, with those spiky shells.

Although if Gong Ruini asked, she was confident that Erya would definitely bring chestnuts over, since according to Erya, her siblings harvested quite a lot in the fall. But Gong Ruini wouldn’t take things from Erya’s family.

Roasting a few on the foot stove, that taste, Gong Ruini dared not even think about, as it made her want to eat them every time. Since Zhao Gang said they could make demands, Gong Ruini was certainly unreserved.

"I want persimmons." Gong Ruwen also followed up with a request.

Upon hearing everyone demanding, Zhao Guangran abandoned the idea of jam, knowing it was unattainable, and being someone who doesn’t dwell on things, said, "Well, then I want milky candy, White Rabbit candy."

That request was indeed high; even though they were leading a good life now, Gong Ruini hadn’t had White Rabbit candy much since it’s quite rare and required ration coupons. Even if Zhao Gang could get the coupons, he might not manage to get this type.

Only if they supplied a lot to the factory, which would increase the coupons they have, then perhaps they’d dispense a few. Gong Ruini noticed Zhao Gang’s expression getting stiff.

It’s inevitable, having just denied the jam proposal, and now finding the White Rabbit candy unattainable too, it was disappointing but unavoidable.

Zhao Gang’s stiff expression did not escape Zhao Guangran’s eyes; no way, even this request was beyond his father’s capability?

Zhao Guangran was considerably disappointed, sighing deeply, sending a "what will you do now" look at Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang previously felt helpless, admitting incompetence in front of the kids wasn’t great for his image, but why should his son look at him like he was pitiful?

This angered Zhao Gang, knowing that treating this kid too well leads him to take advantage, "Alright, your requests I cannot meet at all, so we’ll skip yours."

Hmph, since you think your old man can’t do it, then no requests.

No way, what’s happening to Zhao Guangran? He had just imagined his father might have a pinch of guilt, but instead of any guilt, he was directly refused the option to choose what to eat.

Zhao Guangran considered Zhao Gang’s actions disproportionately unfair; he contemplated throwing a tantrum in protest.

"Xuran, I think the holiday is quite long, and it’s winter, but we can’t just let it pass idly, we need to keep up with classes; can’t get complacent just because this exam went well." Hmph, add a little tough love, anyway no expectations of a pleasant face from the youngest; Zhao Gang was simply spilling the beans unconcernedly.

No way, Zhao Guangran was aghast, they just started the winter break; was that level of harshness necessary? Hmph, his old man was just stingy.

Zhao Guangran decided to draw a circle to curse Zhao Gang, but no circle of curses could block his father’s intent or stop his big brother from taking on the task just like that.