"Xiao Li, when we have time, let's drive to the city to shop."
"Sure." Both women spoke at the same time.
Jiang Xinyu burst into laughter, "Sister-in-law, I can't just call your name directly. I was calling my friend Xiao Li, but both of you are named Xiao Li."
Zhao Xiaoli nodded happily, knowing that women need friends to shop with.
After the three returned, Jiang Xinyu soaked some soybeans, as Qu Xiaoli would be coming over tomorrow to teach them how to make tofu.
"We should drive to the supply and marketing cooperative in the afternoon to buy brine, or we can't make tofu."
Today, Old Yang and Wei Kaiyun helped them install the window frames and doors.
Old Yang told them that they would come back to work at night.
"Brother Yang, when are we going to the mountain?"
