How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

After the shock subsided, Xia Tian said, "That young man never came again, and we haven't seen him around here."

Xia Chu pondered for a moment and said, "I won't sell the pearls yet. I'll think of other ways."

Now that she had enough to eat and drink, it didn't matter to Xia Tian whether she sold her pearls or not. But her sister seemed to want money. "But what do you want to buy? I still have some money here."

Xia Chu shook her head. That little money was not enough to buy a house. "No, I'm going back first. Are there still many flowers in the abandoned house?"

"There aren't many left. There are still a few buds, but we only have enough flowers to sell for one morning." Xia Tian began to worry when he heard this. If they ran out of money from selling flowers, they would probably have to beg again.

"How many people ask you to run errands?" Xia Chu asked, thinking about what else she could do. She didn't care how much she'd make, but at least she had to be able to make a living.

"It's a little more than before. They're all familiar faces nearby." Xia Tian thought for a moment. "A day's income is enough for one person to eat and drink."

"Well, let's do it first. I'll think of other ways."

"Okay, go back now."

Wang Yong doesn't have many relatives left at home, only a sister who married far away. He's finished the process of recognizing his relatives and has his griddle back, but he doesn't have time to set up a stall yet.

The fifth day of May is the Dragon Boat Festival.

Dong Xiaohuan placed the prepared mugwort on both sides of the gate, took out the sachets that exuded the aroma of mugwort, and each of the three members of the family tied one on their belts.

She also specially made a five-colored rope for Xia Chu, wishing her daughter good health and safety.

Wang Yong patted the sachet and said goodbye to his wife and daughter.

There is a dragon boat race today, and the county constables are all very busy. They have to go to the scene to watch and prevent thieves or kidnappers from taking advantage of the chaos to do bad things.

"Let's make the rice dumplings first and go watch the dragon boat race later." Dong Xiaohuan had already prepared the leaves for the rice dumplings and soaked the glutinous rice. "Be good at home. I'm going to buy some things. We're short on time today, so I won't take you with me."

"Okay, I'll take good care of the house." Xia Chu nodded.

Dong Xiaohuan chuckled, "Okay."

Xia Chu sent her out, took a rag to wipe the house, and swept the floor before Dong Xiaohuan came back.

She bought some fresh meat, pork ribs, and salted duck eggs. "Egg yolk fresh meat dumplings, pork rib dumplings, do you like them?"

"Salty? Meat?" Xia Chu's eyes widened. "And spare ribs?"

Dong Xiaohuan was confused by her reaction, "Why? Don't you like it?"

"I like it." Xia Chu didn't know if she liked it or not, she just didn't like zongzi. She used to eat sweet ones: white zongzi dipped in sugar, red bean paste zongzi, eight-treasure zongzi, candied date zongzi, and all kinds of fruit zongzi... How could zongzi with meat be good?

Marinate fresh meat and ribs with seasonings and add a little wine to remove the fishy smell.

After that, they could start wrapping the dumplings. Xia Chu stared at her hands. The dumplings she made were not very satisfactory. It wasn't a problem with her technique, but her hands were too small to hold them tightly.

Dong Xiaohuan looked at her busy little hands and thought she was so cute. She hugged her and kissed her again and again.

After wrapping, throw it directly into the pot and cook it. Leave a few pieces of charcoal in the stove and burn it slowly over low heat.

The riverside where the dragon boat race was taking place was already crowded with people, but Dong Xiaohuan was not in a hurry, as Brother Yong must have reserved a place for them.

When Wang Yong saw them, he didn't have time to say anything. He took the two of them to a teahouse and left.

The private room on the second floor of this teahouse faces the river, and the situation outside is clearly visible.

After a while, the waiter brought snacks and tea, which were all arranged by Wang Yong and the money had already been paid.

Xia Chu couldn't help but sigh: "I didn't expect Dad to be so thoughtful."

Dong Xiaohuan pursed her lips and smiled, a sweet smile tinged with emotion. "Don't be fooled by your father's large and strong figure, he is a very caring person. There are only a handful of men like him within a hundred miles. I don't know what good deeds I did in my previous life to have the honor of meeting your father."

"That's also my mother's good." Xia Chu always believed that if the couple lived in harmony, it must be good for both of them. Singing a one-man show for a long time will get tiring.

The two were chatting when suddenly a gong sounded downstairs, indicating the beginning of the dragon boat race.

Xia Chu leaned on the window and looked down. Dong Xiaohuan reached out to protect her to prevent her from falling out in excitement.

"Mom! Look at that red dragon boat, it's so beautiful!"

"Yes."

Dragon boats are actually very similar, all have long, flat hulls, and are similar except for the colors and flags.

Someone on the shore was shouting something loudly, but I couldn't hear it clearly, probably something encouraging.

The rowers on the dragon boat shouted: "First! First! First!"

The speech was not long. Everyone was ready. With the sound of three gongs, the drummer waved his drumsticks and beat out a series of rapid drum beats.

Men in matching jackets shouted slogans and rowed in unison. The colorful "dragons" shot out like arrows.

Drums roared, gongs clanged, and chants blared. Flags of various designs fluttered in the wind, and cheers and shouts echoed from the shore, making everyone's blood boil. Xia Chu also shouted a few times and laughed heartily.

Dong Xiaohuan was happy just seeing her like this and stuffed a piece of dessert into her mouth.

The crowd slowly moved with the dragon boat and soon disappeared from sight.

Xia Chu was a little anxious, "Mom, aren't we going down?"

Dong Xiaohuan said sternly, "No, there are too many people. Every year, people are crushed and trampled to death. You are so small, it's too dangerous. There are kidnappers outside. Let's just take a look here, walk around and come back later."

"Okay." Xia Chu pouted.

Seeing the child was disappointed, Dong Xiaohuan comforted her, "It will be back soon. When we get home, we can eat the rice dumplings."

The people downstairs flowed away like a river, and soon there was no one left. Xia Chu couldn't see anyone even if he stretched his neck.

"Hey!"

A young man's voice came from the window next door. Xia Chu turned her head and saw that it was the man who hit her head! She said angrily, "It's you!"

Zhao Huazhang shrank his neck and retracted his head.

"Who is it?" Dong Xiaohuan took a look, but the person was gone.

"The guy who hit me on the head!" Xia Chu touched the wound and recalled the first few days after the injury. He didn't dare to move his head. If he moved, he would feel nauseous and want to vomit, which made him even angrier.

"It's him! Let's go and talk to him!" Dong Xiaohuan stood up suddenly.

Before they could leave, someone knocked on the door.

Zhao Huazhang hesitated for a moment, then decided to apologize. He went back again, only to find Xia Tian and his men. He returned, his mind racing. He wondered if he'd been killed by Xia Tian.

This thought startled him, leaving him unable to sleep or eat for two days. When he first saw the person, he thought he was seeing things. How could it be a girl? He called out tentatively, and the other person's expression confirmed that it was the one he had hit.

He was secretly delighted. No wonder she was so cute. She was actually a little girl.

"It's you!" Xia Chu opened the door, put her hands on her hips and pointed at him, "You hit me on the head! You made me shave my head!"

The little girl, barely reaching his chest, had a pale pink puffy cheek, and her red headband accentuated her cuteness. Her outstretched fingers were slender and delicate, making them seem even cuter the more she looked at them.

Zhao Huazhang blushed, "You, you, my name is Zhao Huazhang."