Fast Wear: The Spare Tire Runs Fast

"It shouldn't be. We have made some preparations at home."

A slightly magnetic voice sounded. Although the words were not very certain, the tone was full of affirmation.

I think he is very confident about the arrangements at home. It seems that some families have deliberately let it go.

The others nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, we can definitely be together. We can see if we can rent a new house in the village or build one.

It won’t cost much anyway, so we can just live together.”

As Yiang listened to their words, an idea suddenly occurred to him.

I'm not short of money, I can just rebuild a house in the village and pay the workers!

The people in the village don't earn much money all year round, so they must be very happy.

As for why Yiang didn’t think of this before.

Don’t ask, because if you ask you just don’t understand. You have never lived in such a poor era. The world I traveled to before was extremely prosperous.

Moreover, no one had ever done this in the original owner's memory, and the original owner probably didn't know it himself.

Who says he was also raised in a pampered family?

As for eating, well, eating...

When Yiang thought about having to cook for himself, he felt depressed and wanted to pull out the little system and beat it up.

After thinking about it, I decided to give up. Otherwise, people would say that I was an old tree bullying a child.

The spiritual consciousness entered the spiritual palace and looked through it. How about becoming a follower who can cook?

Usually he is allowed to stay in the Lingfu and is released when it is time to cook.

The more I think about it, the better this idea seems. After all, it's impossible for every world to be rich or modern, where people can eat out!

This is the bad thing about being a human being. We have mortal bodies, we have to eat grains, and we will get sick.

But on second thought, being able to eat a lot of delicious and rare foods is not bad after all.

After all, things from the ancient times are full of spiritual energy, but they don’t taste very good, they are all original.

Now that we are on the train, let’s go buy some food.

Lin's mother had already secretly placed the buns, pancakes and boiled eggs made by her in her spirit palace.

The spiritual palace is a small world in itself, which is equivalent to a large secret realm in the divine world.

If calculated based on the current area of the world, it should be about the size of two Chinas.

There is a flow of time inside. A long time ago, people went to some small worlds to eat delicious food. In order to take it away without spoiling, they used formations to open up a space where time stopped.

As for the area, it is probably about the size of a county town. After all, there is no need for it to be too big to store food.

So the things that Lin's mother made were put away before they left the house while they were not paying attention.

It was almost time, so Yiang took his lunch box and went to the dining car alone.

He didn't care at all about the surprised looks of the others.

They ate, slept, woke up to listen to gossip, and then went to eat again. The whole journey was accompanied by the sound of the train clanging... Finally, when Yiang felt like his bones were about to fall apart, he arrived at his destination.

When I was putting my luggage on the train, I put some of it in my spiritual palace when no one was paying attention.

Now it feels easy, I just have to carry a backpack and hold a big cloth bag as tall as a seven or eight-year-old child.

Look at others, everyone has at least two or three of these cloth bags.

I squeezed out easily and saw the village I wanted to go to. An uncle held up a sign that said Baoping Village.

Yiang walked over quickly and asked, "Uncle, are you the one sent by the people from Baoping Village to pick up the educated youth?"

"Hey, that's right. Hey, kid, you are an educated youth from our village?"

The uncle spoke in the local dialect, mixed with some words similar to Mandarin, right... should be... Mandarin?

Yi Ang thought uncertainly, luckily Mu Mu came online in time to translate for Yi Ang.

"Host, he is right. They are from Baoping Village. Are you an educated youth going to the village?"

After listening to Mu Mu's translation, Yiang quickly responded to the uncle, "Yes, uncle, I am an educated youth going to Baoping Village. My name is Lin Yu."

After hearing what Yiang said, the uncle said in broken Mandarin mixed with dialect, "Then you wait, Haha, when everyone is here, we will go back to the battle."

Uh... Yi Ang felt that he should understand this sentence. It meant to wait for a while and go back after everyone arrived.

I asked Mu Mu silently and got the answer that it was correct.

Yi'ang stood obediently beside the uncle and waited, and asked about the situation in the village.

Although he had the original owner's memories, Yiang had not lived here himself after all, so it took him a long time to understand some of the dialects.

Fortunately, the dialect of this province is much easier to understand than that of some other regions.

"Uncle, what's your last name?"

As he spoke, he took out a Daqianmen cigarette from his body, actually from his spiritual palace, and handed it over.

Seeing that Yiang was so sensible, the uncle did not refuse. He reached out to take the cigarette, carefully put it into the bag on his chest, and patted it with his hand.

"Lin Yu, my last name is Niu, just call me Uncle Niu!

Our village is not far from the county seat. Although it is in the town, it is a village on the edge of the town.

It only takes about an hour to walk to the town, and two hours to the county seat.

The fastest journey to other villages takes four or five hours.

Our village party secretary’s surname is Wang and the village head’s surname is Zhang.

It would be fun for you to come now. If the farming season were busy, your delicate skin and tender flesh would probably be ruined in just two days.

The busy farming season here all year round is planting corn, wheat, rice, rice seedlings, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and rapeseed.

You look like you've never done any work before. Don't be like some educated youth. A grown man should not be so dizzy in the fields after just a few days."

Uncle Niu spoke very fast. If it weren't for Mu Mu's real-time translation, it would have taken me a while to ponder some of his words before I could understand them.

"Uncle Niu, don't worry! I can do the job." Yi Ang said with a smile.

As they were talking, several men and women came over one after another. They seemed to be educated youth from Baoping Village.

Five men and three women came over, including Su Yao.

However, the current Su Yao is still the passerby Su Yao in the original plot.

Uncle Niu saw that everyone had arrived and said, "Put your luggage on the top of the ox cart and follow me. If we walk quickly, we can still get back in time for lunch."

Regardless of whether the educated youth understood or not, he held the cow rope in his hand.

The educated youth looked at each other in bewilderment, with large and small bags at their feet and more on their backs.

After sitting in the car for a few days, everyone looked a little tired.

After all, none of them are like me, who can give myself hand gestures, cleansing techniques, and isolation techniques, and my body is clean and odorless.

This was not the case for these educated youth. Although it was not midsummer, the enclosed space on the train, with some people smoking, some eating, etc., still had a strong smell after staying there for a long time.

Seeing no response, Yiang saw that Uncle Niu looked a little impatient, so he quickly said, "Put your luggage on the ox cart, and let's walk back with Uncle Niu. It will take about two hours, and if we walk fast, we can still make it in time for lunch."