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The joy of the plan's approval was quickly washed away by the harsh reality.

Over the next two days, Lu Nianci experienced for the first time what it meant to be "struggling even with a penny."

She first went to the city's largest supply and marketing cooperative and department store.

The result can be imagined.

Plastic film, a "strategic material" mainly used in industrial and agricultural production at the time, was something that ordinary people could not even see, let alone buy.

When the sales clerks heard her request, they all looked at her like she was an alien, and then waved her hand impatiently, telling her not to cause trouble.

As for timber, forget about it.

Those were all planned and allocated strictly. Ordinary families would have to pull strings and use connections to buy a few pieces of wood to repair tables and chairs, let alone the amount she needed to build a "house".

Lu Nianci was met with a cold shoulder and felt indescribably frustrated.

Was his grand plan going to be aborted because of this most basic material problem?

She is not reconciled!

When she got home that evening, she couldn't even enjoy her meal.

Zhou Yayun noticed her daughter's disappointment and tenderly placed a piece of her favorite braised pork on her plate.

"Nianci, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"Mom, I can't find the materials to build the 'greenhouse'," Lu Nianci said listlessly, her head drooping.

"If you can't find it, that's okay," Zhou Yayun comforted her with a smile. "Growing vegetables in winter is just wishful thinking anyway, it's no big deal if you don't succeed. Let's eat, don't be upset about this."

Lu Zhenguo, who was standing to the side, nodded and said, "Don't worry about the materials. I've already asked my old comrades in the logistics department to try and find a way. But don't get your hopes up too high; these things are indeed hard to come by."

Seeing her parents' expressions—comforting yet clearly lacking hope—Lu Nianci felt even more suffocated.

Only land-based boats.

He remained silent throughout, eating his meal in quiet contemplation.

His icy face betrayed no emotion, as if he were indifferent to the difficulties his sister was facing.

After finishing her meal, Lu Nianci locked herself in her room and sighed as she looked at the perfect design drawing.

She went through all the knowledge and connections she had accumulated in her past and present lives, trying to find a solution to the problem.

However, faced with the absolute limitations of the times, any wisdom and strategy seem so pale and powerless.

"Knock knock".

Just when she was about to despair, a steady knock sounded on the door.

"Who is it?" she asked weakly.

There was no sound coming from outside the door.

The only sound was the "thump-thump" of the door being knocked on again.

Lu Nianci walked over with a puzzled look and opened the door.

Lu Xingzhou stood at the door like a gatekeeper, expressionless.

In his hand, he was carrying a dirty-looking burlap sack that smelled strange.

"You..." Lu Nianci was about to ask him what was wrong.

Without saying a word, Lu Xingzhou threw the sack in his hand onto the floor of her room.

With a "whoosh" sound!

A pile of colorful plastic sheets, covered in various stains and holes, rolled out of the sack.

There were red ones, blue ones, green ones, and even ones with the words "Serve the People" printed on them.

Although it looked dirty and broken, the familiar material made Lu Nianci's eyes light up instantly!

"This...this is..." she said incredulously, pointing to the pile of "garbage" on the ground.

"Military region scrap yard," Lu Xingzhou succinctly uttered four words.

"These are all discarded advertising banners and packaging materials from various organizations."

"Although it's a bit torn, it should still be usable after washing and mending."

Lu Nianci's heart was pounding wildly!

Why didn't she think of that!

Scrap yard!

In that era that advocated thrift and waste utilization, the recycling station was simply a huge treasure trove!

Many things that ordinary people would consider "trash" are priceless treasures in her eyes, who has a vision that is ahead of her time!

"And this too."

Lu Xingzhou then took out several seemingly inconspicuous bamboo poles of varying lengths from behind him.

"These used to be used by the mess hall to dry bedding. Later they replaced them with metal ones, and these were just left in the corner and nobody wanted them anymore."

"That should be enough for you to build a frame."

Plastic sheeting! Bamboo poles!

The two most crucial materials for building the "greenhouse" were easily... solved by him!

Lu Nianci looked at her brother, who still had a stern face, as if he had just casually tossed two pieces of trash to her.

A warm feeling welled up in her heart, and her eyes stung with tears.

She knew that these things were definitely not things he had "casually" picked up.

Given his obsessive-compulsive cleanliness, there's absolutely no way he would willingly touch those dirty things in the junkyard.

He must have gone there specifically for her.

He said he didn't care, but behind her back, he silently supported her in his own way.

"Thank you, brother!"

Lu Nianci's eyes reddened again.

She found that she seemed to be crying more and more easily in front of this older brother.

"What are you thanking me for?" Lu Xingzhou's eyes darted away, and he turned his head away, not daring to look into her bright eyes.

"I just... can't stand your dejected look."

"Hurry up and clean these things up, don't make my floor dirty."

He tossed out this insincere "disdain" and turned to leave in a hurry, his back still carrying a familiar trace of "panic".

Lu Nianci watched his retreating figure and burst out laughing again.

This brother who says one thing but means another is just...incredibly cute!

With the materials in hand, Lu Nianci's enthusiasm was instantly ignited!

Ignoring the dirt, she immediately squatted down and began sorting through the colorful plastic sheets.

She discovered that although the plastic sheeting looked worn out, it was actually made of very good material, thick and tough.

Once they are cleaned and the holes are carefully sewed up, they can be pieced together to form a huge "canopy" that can cover the entire greenhouse!

Just do it!

She immediately fetched a basin of water, picked up a brush, and began to wash the plastic sheets.

Although Lu Xingzhou said he was disgusted, he didn't actually leave.

He leaned against the doorway, watching that small figure busy under the lamp, and in those cold eyes, a gentle light flickered that even he himself was unaware of.

As he watched, he finally couldn't resist anymore.

This special forces company commander, who was known for leading troops in drills and making decisive moves, rolled up his sleeves for the first time for a five-year-old girl.

"Move aside, I'll do it."

He walked over, snatched the small brush from Lu Nianci's hand, and said in an unquestionable tone.

To Lu Nianci at this moment, Lu Xingzhou's commanding tone, full of male chauvinism, was no less than heavenly music.

"This kind of rough work is not suitable for you."