The space is full of supplies, and the little milk bag can't be used up.

Li Kangze and Li Heming looked heavy-hearted. They felt complicated when they learned that they could hear their sister's thoughts.

"This matter must not be made public. Just let the family members know about it." Li Yuanbo said to his two younger brothers in a serious tone.

"I understand, big brother." Li Heming agreed. He was the most carefree.

Li Kangze nodded.

"Let's kill the rooster for dinner and keep the hens for laying eggs," Li Heming suggested.

"Yes, Dad, keep that litter of rabbits too. We can raise them and eat their meat," Li Kangze added.

This is all thanks to my younger sister. When she grows up, she will be able to play with me after she is born, and she will have an animal companion.

Li Kangze thought secretly in his heart.

"Just kill a rooster..." Father Li said as he went to the kitchen.

"Mom, you have a good rest. I'll call you when the meal is ready. I'm going to kill the chickens!" Li Heming was eager to work.

Then he ran to the yard.

Ye smiled helplessly, what a naughty monkey.

"Mom, I'm going to help Dad light the fire!" Li Kangze also ran to the kitchen.

Leaving Li Yuanbo and Ye in the room, "Mom, don't worry. It's not a bad thing to know what your sister is thinking." Li Yuanbo comforted her.

Ye nodded, "I know, go ahead and get busy!"

"Then I will copy the books, and later go to the town to exchange them for some silver to supplement the family income." Li Yuanbo turned and walked out of the house.

"Okay, take a good rest and don't overwork yourself." Mrs. Ye advised with concern from behind.

There was an old scholar in the village who opened a small school. Families with a little money sent their children to the school to learn some knowledge, as they did not want their children to be illiterate.

Li Yuanbo had good literary talent, and the old scholar taught him everything he had learned in his life.

Ever since Ye became pregnant with Li You, the books copied by Li Yuanbo sold for a lot of money. Some scholars even specifically asked Li Yuanbo to copy their books for them, and everyone praised his beautiful handwriting.

It cost one or two taels of silver to copy a book in the town, but Li Yuanbo only charged eight hundred coins for copying others, so naturally more people came to him for help.

Li Youran asked Yumian in the space: "Did my elder brother pass the imperial examination?"

Yumian shook her head and said, "Master, no, your eldest brother only learned all the knowledge of the old scholar, but he didn't go because he was too poor. He couldn't afford many books needed for the imperial examination. A copy of the Three Character Classic cost five taels."

"So expensive!" Li Youran sighed in his heart.

Li Youran was silent.

Li Heming picked up the pheasant and boiled a pot of water. The pheasant's feathers were instantly wet and steaming. He plucked the feathers gently and they fell all over the ground.

Pluck out all the hair, cut open the chicken's belly, throw away the internal organs and leave the chicken meat.

Father Li was cooking rice porridge in the kitchen. When he saw Li Heming coming in with a cleaned chicken, he said, "Go to the other stove and make soup."

Li Heming chopped it up quickly, put it into a rusty pot, poured in clean water, and simmered it for half an hour. It will definitely taste good, so he added salt to taste it.

"Kangze, go call your grandma and grandpa to come for dinner. We haven't eaten together for a long time." Father Li seemed to suddenly remember something and felt a little guilty.

"I know, Dad!"

Li Kangze got up and went to the other end of the village, where he saw a dilapidated thatched house with two old people living in it.

It was old man Li Qiuping and his wife, old lady Cheng Yuanfei.

"Knock, knock, knock" Li Kangze knocked on the shaky wooden door. He heard the staggering footsteps getting closer and closer. He opened the door and saw Old Mrs. Cheng with a kind smile on her face.

"Kang Ze is here. Come in and sit down." Old Mrs. Cheng's face was full of wrinkles and her hair was already gray at the temples.

"Grandma, how are you doing recently?" Li Kangze asked with concern and walked into the house.

"It's fine, your grandfather is in the house!"

Old man Li was smoking a pipe, squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

"Grandfather, my father asked me to call you to dinner. Today, He Ming and I caught some pheasants in the mountains and have already stewed them into soup." Li Kangze approached Old Man Li and sat down beside him.

Old man Li's eyes lit up, "Did you catch a pheasant? After so many years of famine, there are still chickens in the mountains?" Old man Li looked incredulous.

"This matter... is a long story." Li Kangze scratched his head.

"Then your grandmother and I will go right away." Old man Li put down the pipe in his hand, bent down, and picked up the walking stick beside him.

"I'll go get two kilograms of brown rice. There are many children at home, and I'm afraid they won't have enough to eat." Old Mrs. Cheng was a little worried, so she went into the inner room and got two kilograms of rice.

"There's enough rice at home, so you can keep these for yourselves!"

Li Kangze took the bag of brown rice and put it on the table.

Helping Old Lady Cheng to walk out, Old Man Li followed behind with a cane and locked the door.