Traveling through famine: The space peasant girl

After arriving in Jizhou City and resting for a night, Wang Shiyu felt extremely comfortable without any dreams or mosquito bites.

You know, when they were on Qiong Island before, the mosquitoes on the island were very poisonous. Every time they were bitten, a bump would swell up, and the itch would not go away even if they scratched their skin. Even if they scratched their skin, it was still useless because they were very poisonous.

Now that they have come to the city, they no longer have this problem. In fact, all the problems can be solved by hanging an anti-mosquito sachet on the bed. It's just that the old man doesn't have the heart to do so. After all, all the money is in the old man's hands, and they have no money.

There is no way to configure these sachets. One box costs thirty cents, which is indeed not cheap. The medicinal materials here are expensive. Even though people know that there are many medicinal materials on the mountain, few people are willing to collect them. After all, there are many obstacles and poisonous insects on the mountain. Unless they can't survive, who would be willing to go up the mountain to collect herbs?

After getting up in the morning, Wang Shiyu took the newly bought broom and swept the dust in the yard, and then began to clean up the dirty kitchen which had not been used yesterday.

The most convenient thing about the house is that there is a well, so they don't need to go outside to fetch water, and using water is also very convenient. After getting up early in the morning and cleaning up all the things, Mo Ru Ru got up and looked at the tidy home. She felt a little relieved in her heart, her daughter.

I went to the kitchen and started to boil water. After the water was hot, I started to wash. The climate here is dry, and my face has been a little chapped by the wind. The rouge here does not have a moisturizing effect, so I usually apply some rapeseed oil or lard at home.

"Xiao Yu, come and wash up. Stop working and take a rest. We won't cook this morning. Let's just go out and buy some ready-made food. We haven't put all these things in order at home, so we won't cook for the time being."

After Wang Shiyu finished wiping it for the last time, she looked at the tidy kitchen, threw the rag into the basin, rinsed it clean and poured out the dirty water before responding to her mother's words.

"I know, mother. I'll go out and buy some buns. Zhou Qingyun, do you want to eat anything?"

He quickly washed his hands and face, and after tidying up, he walked out.

When they were about to walk out of the room, Wang Shiyu suddenly turned around and asked Zhou Qingyun if he wanted to eat anything. After all, they could live in the city thanks to him, so Wang Shiyu was willing to give him some face now.

Zhou Qingyun shook his head somewhat flattered. What he wanted to eat was not available here, so why bother her.

"I can eat anything. Since you want to buy buns, you can eat them all. Can you buy me some rice paper later? I don't have enough paper here."

Wang Shiyu nodded and left. While walking on the road, she thought that it was not so good to call Zhou Qingyun by his name directly. She wanted to change his surname so that she could better hide her identity. After all, she was living in the city now. When she asked the teacher to teach in the future, she could not say his real name. It was better to let him use a pseudonym.

She thought for a long time and happened to see a sail in the distance. She finally decided to give him his maternal grandfather's surname, Zhang, and let him be called Zhang Yangfan, or Zhang Qingzhou. These two names were also good.

The journey is long and we start over again, setting sail towards the future, or perhaps our boat has already passed through thousands of mountains.

Both names have good meanings. I hope Zhou Qingyun will like them.

After buying seven meat buns on the street, they went straight back home. At this time, Mo Ruru had already started a fire and boiled a pot of water. The three of them had breakfast with the buns and the water.

There were seven buns, Wang Shiyu only ate one, Mo Ruru ate three, Zhou Xingyun ate one, and finally there was one left, which she saved for dinner. There were no snacks available, so they could only sit in the yard for a while after dinner before going back to their rooms.

Then Mo Ru Ru picked up the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them. Wang Shiyu sat there looking at Zhou Qingyun who was a little dazed, and then she spoke.

"We are now in Jizhou City, and we can't just change your name anymore, so I thought I'd give you a new name, so that when someone else changes your name, they won't think too much. And you can just tell your husband that it's a pseudonym. When we contacted yesterday, I just told him that you were my cousin's child, but your family was in trouble, so you were entrusted to your uncle's family, and that's why you came here with us to make a living."

Zhou Qingyun was silent for a moment. Indeed, his name made people want to kill him. Now that he came to live in the city, he naturally had to change his name. However, he was a refugee and had no pass, so it didn't matter what name he wanted to change. He would not report to the government office anyway, so he could just choose any name.

"I have no problem with that. I usually don't go out, so a fake name won't be a problem."