Reborn in the 1980s: I became a stepmother in the 1980s Ⅱ

Part 258 Little Boss is angry

After finishing her classes, Si Nian took Yaoyao to the market to buy vegetables.

The little girl was walking steadily now, kicking her small feet as she followed behind, clutching a bunch of green onions that was almost as tall as she was. It was a bit concerning that she might topple over with the weight.

Si Nian hadn't intended for her to carry it, but the little girl insisted on helping her lighten the load.

Though the farmers' market wasn't far away, Si Nian didn't particularly want to go shopping for these things all the time.

She was starting to miss the small vegetable garden right outside her door back in the countryside.

Since the men in the family didn't like vegetables, she had only planted a small patch and hadn't had to buy veggies from outside.

Now that she didn't have that land anymore, she felt a bit out of place.

But the downside of living in the city was that the yard was made of hard-packed earth, with stone-paved paths everywhere.

It would be quite a hassle to clear a space for planting.

After browsing around for a while, Si Nian stopped in front of a fresh produce store.

It wasn't that she wanted to eat fish again; rather, her attention was caught by the foam boxes outside.

When she was a child, her family often used discarded tires, plastic basins, and foam boxes to grow vegetables.

Foam boxes were quite practical; they not only insulated goods during transport but could also be modified for planting by poking a few holes in the bottom.

Many nurseries used foam boxes for cultivation.

She immediately pointed and asked, "Boss, are those foam boxes still available?"

The owner glanced over and replied, "You want them? If you do, take as many as you need. I have plenty."

Si Nian smiled and accepted, carrying a few large foam boxes back home.

After placing the foam boxes in a corner of the wall, Si Nian prepared to go out and dig some soil.

Although it was in the city, this area wasn't heavily developed, and some plots of land were still used by the locals of Old East Street for growing vegetables.

Si Nian took Yao Yao by the hand and, along with a large yellow dog that hadn't been seen for ages, headed out to dig up some soil.

Meanwhile, at the school, the older and younger boys were still in class.

Life in the city was quite different from the countryside; the teachers were very strict.

The older boy had been in class all day, and the intensity of the lessons was hard for him to handle.

Coupled with his hyperactivity, he squirmed in his seat, feeling restless.

By the afternoon, he began to nod off, his little head bobbing up and down.

Only the ringing of the dismissal bell could jolt him awake in an instant.

He quickly rummaged through his drawer to find his lunchbox.

Although he had eaten at noon, it was already the afternoon, and he was starving.

The sugar pancake that his mom packed for him in the morning was already tempting him by noon.

However, his brother had stopped him, advising him to save it for the afternoon when he would be hungrier.

At that time, he had been a bit reluctant, but now he realized that his brother really knew him well.