"Third Sister, you're bringing pancakes this week."Li Jinhua's eyes lit up; she instantly felt her own food wasn't as appetizing, "I'm still bringing sorghum buns."
Li Qiao didn't understand why Li Jinhua said this, was she hinting that she should share her pancakes? "I only brought one piece, and after this meal, I'll have to eat rice."
"Have to? Li Qiao, what exactly does your man do? You eat rice or bread every day; your household must be in good conditions."
"What can a loser do?" Liu Lanlan mimicked Qin Jin's identity.
Li Qiao gave Liu Lanlan a glance, "My man got a quota slip from the supply and marketing cooperative, and now he has proper work, busying himself with the supply every day." She took a bamboo woven pen holder out of her net bag, "This is a pen holder my grandmother made."
Hu Xiufang took it and examined, "How delicate, the phoenix painted on it looks just like a real one. How much does one cost?"
"Two or three dimes, I guess."
