Don't panic in a famine, I live in the mountains with my golden finger

Xu Yuan noticed that the girl in front of her was looking at her, so she raised her eyes and glanced at An Zeyun, and happened to meet her gaze. "Since the girl is interested, then you can take a look."

An Zeyun saw that there was not the slightest sign of timidity in Xu Yuan's eyes. Although she was dressed like a peasant girl, her temperament was not much worse than those from wealthy families.

There is no intention to fight for it, so naturally there will be no tit-for-tat confrontation, and there will be no drama of "you want it and I want it too".

When the customers in the store saw this scene, they stopped watching the fun.

There are only a few ready-made clothing stores in the county town, and the store opened by Hu Sanniang is aimed at ordinary people. Since you can come here, there is no need to show off.

Xu Yuan made way for the seat, took the things he had bought, paid the bill, said hello to Hu Sanniang, and walked out.

An Zeyun raised her eyebrows. She had been here for so long, but it was the first time she met such a neat girl. She didn't know which family she was from. She glanced at the hanging lavender dress and curled her lips.

"There is only this color, no other." Hu Sanniang joked when she saw this.

"Oh, Aunt Hu, I am just trying to warm up the atmosphere for you. You said you were so hospitable, but how come you are being treated so coldly?"

An Zeyun took Hu Sanniang's hand and shook it.

"By the way, who is that girl? How could you entertain her so warmly?"

"No one, just a familiar customer. You came here to look for Zhixin, right? She suddenly caught a cold, and I haven't sent anyone to tell you yet."

Hu Sanniang did not tell Xu Yuan's true identity and changed the subject, saying that the girl in front of her daughter was a good sister whom she met in the north city. She came to Lin'an some time ago. They were both doing business, so naturally they knew each other's families.

However, this girl's temperament was completely different from her own daughter's. She didn't have the contemptuous attitude of the wealthy and powerful people at all, and she was very casual when dealing with people. Hu Sanniang liked dealing with people with this kind of temperament the most, and after a few visits, they became familiar with each other.

"Who said I came to see her, Aunt Hu, can't I come to see you this time?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Hu Sanniang said with a faint smile and led An Zeyun into the lounge.

……

The winter sun is warm, but the cold wind blows and there is no warmth at all. People are hurrying on the road.

Far away from the bustling market, in a remote alley, an old and dilapidated house could barely withstand the severe cold and snow. Inside the house, the firewood was burning vigorously, and a pot of water was placed on the fire, steaming. An old man in a worn-out linen shirt was coughing repeatedly, holding a sleeping little person in his arms, whose face was baked red in the firelight.

The old man looked towards the door from time to time, his eyes full of worry.

At this moment, a child's voice suddenly came: "Grandma, Grandma, I'm back."

Shuanzi, carrying a tattered bag on his back, ran quickly into the house from outside with a happy look on his face.

"Shuanzi, why are there bruises on your face? Who hit you?" When Grandma Wu saw the wounds on Shuanzi's face, she quickly picked up the little guy in her arms, came to Shuanzi, and asked hurriedly.

"No one, I was too excited and fell down." Shuanzi patted the wound on his face nonchalantly. He had thick skin and didn't feel any pain at all.

He smiled and took out a few packets of herbs from the large bag he had tightly protected. He then took out something tightly wrapped in leaves and spread it out for Grandma Wu to see.

"Grandma, I got lucky today. The owner of this piece of meat was selling it at a low price when he closed his stall, and I happened to see it."

Shuanzi did not tell Grandma Wu the truth about what happened to him, so as not to make her worry. Fortunately, he learned the name of the heroine as she wished, and then she quietly returned part of the money.

Two taels of silver, how could the heroine be so generous? But it was too hot in his hands. He had already made plans. After the New Year, he would take his grandmother and younger brothers away from here and settle down in the surrounding villages. They had their own land, so they would definitely not starve to death.

The county magistrate here has made good arrangements for those who have fled here. When they were on the streets with nowhere to go, they were settled here. Although this place is dilapidated, it has tiles to cover the roof and walls to block the wind, which is the greatest blessing. There is also the big restaurant called Fumanlou, which will distribute some food every few days. Although it is not much, at least they can fill their stomachs.

"Well, well, it's been a fruitful New Year. Come, warm yourself up." Grandma Wu smiled kindly, touched the forehead of the little person in her arms, then carried the sleeping child to the bed, hunched over, groped in a tattered box for a while, then took out an ointment, came to Shuanzi, got up and got a wooden basin, poured some hot and cold water mixed in it, wet a towel, wiped Shuanzi's face, then carefully applied the ointment on the wound on Shuanzi's face.

While wiping, she muttered, "Such a handsome boy should not have a scar on his face."

"Grandma, I can wipe it myself." Shuanzi felt a little embarrassed when he heard Grandma Wu's muttering. What was so handsome about him?

After the ointment was applied to the wound on Shuanzi's face, he felt a cool sensation on his face and it no longer hurt so much.

A stove was set up again on the fire, and the strong aroma of traditional Chinese medicine filled the whole room. Suddenly, a thin figure ran out from the space separated by a wooden shelf, and threw himself on Shuanzi's back with a smile on his face.

"Brother, you are finally back. Is it lively outside?"

"Yeah, it's very lively. When you get better, I'll take you out to play."

When the three-year-old Shunzi heard this, he nodded repeatedly, then sat down obediently in front of the fire and stretched out his little hands to warm himself.

When Grandma Wu saw her two well-behaved and sensible grandchildren, she sighed helplessly. She had to find a good place to settle down and take good care of her health.

……

In Hsinchu Village, Xu Yuan returned to the house and put the things he bought back into the cabinet.

The timing was just right, and there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

It was Village Chief Gu and Uncle Wang. They brought couplets and firecrackers for Xu Yuan. People from the village who went out paid for them and bought them for everyone. For safety reasons, everyone reduced unnecessary outings and stayed in the place they thought was the safest.

After delivering the things, Village Chief Gu and Uncle Wang did not stay long. They asked Xu Yuan to go into the house and warm himself by the fire, and then rushed to the next house.

"Big sister, watch out!"

Many people shouted loudly at Xuyuan, and when Xuyuan turned around, a snowball hit him in the face.

Xu Yuan quickly dodged and saw many Japanese confectioners making snowballs in the yard with great interest. He felt helpless and said, "It's freezing. Let's go in and warm ourselves by the fire."