"By the way, Mother, I bumped into Auntie Yang just now. She said that the charcoal would be delivered this afternoon."
Zhuang Zhuang took off his coat. He could feel the heat in the room.
Xiaoguo was delighted to hear that. She took his coat and hung it on a hanger she had made herself. "That's wonderful!"
There was almost no more charcoal left at home. The charcoal at the shops was not sold to individuals. They could only rely on the village to distribute it to them. On top of that, the portion given out each time was barely enough. What they received for seven days was just a small basket of coal, and they had to pay a high price for it.
However, she knew that it was a blessing that they could afford to use charcoal. There were many families in Peach Blossom Village who could not afford it. They could only burn firewood to keep warm, but firewood was not as warm as charcoal.
