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Ye Fangfei thought for a long time and finally decided to bring this question up with Tang Zhicheng. When he returned, she would ask for his opinion. If he wanted to take it, then they would take it; if not, then they wouldn't. After all, she had no objections.
When Tang Zhicheng came back, the two children had played themselves to sleep. Ye Fangfei was in the kitchen rolling out noodles, preparing to make lamb offal noodles for lunch.
Tang Zhicheng brought the items he had received from his aunt into the kitchen. "Feifei, this is what Auntie sent back with me. I said I didn’t want it, but she insisted I take it."
"Oh, there are even seafood! You’re lucky; we rarely see this around here," Ye Fangfei exclaimed as she spotted the large shrimp and dried abalone.
Tang Zhicheng explained, "Auntie said someone gave it to her, and this half ham was also a gift from someone else."
That wasn’t surprising at all. Aunt Fang was the leader of the transport team and managed the distribution of supplies. Whenever Tang Zhicheng and his team went out, Aunt Fang would assign them to various locations.
It might seem like a small matter, but there were many intricacies involved. For instance, because of Aunt Fang’s connections, every time they went out, they were able to score some good deals. Especially during these days leading up to the New Year when they helped various units; aside from their regular pay, the gifts from those units were often substantial.
So it was no surprise that someone would send gifts to Aunt Fang. Not to mention that Tang Zhicheng was related to her; whenever he got something good outside, he would also send a little something back to Aunt Fang. Other drivers probably sent even more than Tang Zhicheng did.
Ye Fangfei placed the seafood in the cupboard and then pointed to a nail on the wall, instructing Tang Zhicheng, "You can hang the ham over there."
"Got it," he replied and walked over with the ham.
Watching his retreating figure, Ye Fangfei hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "Zhicheng, we still have quite a bit of beef and lamb at home. Do you think we should take some back when we go to your hometown?"
Tang Zhicheng turned around in disbelief at her words. "Wife, what did you just say?"
Seeing his expression, Ye Fangfei knew she had asked the right question. It was clear that he wanted to bring some meat back for his parents; he just hadn’t mentioned it until now.
"I was thinking, when we go back home, should we bring some meat with us?" Ye Fangfei repeated.
At that moment, Tang Zhicheng had already calmed down and hung up the ham.
"I was just pondering this, but I hadn't figured out how to bring it up with you. You mentioned it first," he replied.
"Wife, you’re just too good," Tang Zhicheng said as he returned to Ye Fangfei's side.
"Oh, what's the big deal? If you have any thoughts in the future, just tell me directly," she said, though her tone carried a hint of testing.
"Everything you bring back is fine by me," Ye Fangfei added.
Tang Zhicheng's instinct for self-preservation was quite strong.
As soon as Ye Fangfei finished speaking, Tang Zhicheng quickly clarified, "Wife, what are you talking about? Aren't we one and the same? Even I am you."
Seeing Tang Zhicheng's desperate expression, Ye Fangfei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Alright, I didn't say anything serious. But let's agree on this: just this once. Next time, we’ll stick to the original plan. Of course, we’ll still contribute our share for the retirement fund and send gifts during the holidays. But that's it—no more than that." Ye Fangfei chuckled for a moment before becoming serious again.
Tang Zhicheng nodded. "I understand. I'll listen to my wife."
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