Crossing the book to escape famine, poor little guy does not become cannon fodder reference group

Song Pan'er waved her hand, and a ten-jin bag of rice appeared on the cart.

The supermarket in the town is not as good as the large supermarkets in the city. When she purchased the goods, she deliberately chose the simplest packaging because the purchase price of this type is cheaper. Unexpectedly, it saved her a lot of trouble now.

"This, this is refined rice!" Qian Jinfeng exclaimed in disbelief.

Song Dahe reacted faster than her. He tore off a piece of rag next to Song Pan'er and covered her with it. He also looked around hurriedly to see if there was anyone nearby.

Qian Jinfeng gave him a cold look. There were no living people within a radius of ten miles except for her family of three. She didn't know why he was so nervous.

Seeing that Song Dahe was afraid of being discovered, Song Pan'er raised her hand and took the bag of rice back.

"Dad, the goddess Guanyin gave me the 'Universe in My Sleeve'. I can put things in it without worrying about being seen."

After saying that, she put the small bag of wheat bran and other miscellaneous things on the cart into the small supermarket, then put them out in front of him, and then put them back in again.

Song Dahe was silent for a moment, then a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face. "My daughter! Can you take me in? I haven't even seen what 'The Universe in My Sleeve' looks like."

Song Pan'er: ... "No, the 'Sleeve of Secrets' cannot hold living things."

Song Dahe uttered an "oh" and was disappointed for a moment. He then rummaged around his body and pulled out a total of 37 large coins. "Pan'er, put them away. This is all our family's belongings."

Song Pan'er was very disgusted. Who would put the large amount of money picked out from the soles of shoes into the supermarket?

But when she met Song Dahe's expectant eyes, she could only pinch her nose, pull out a plastic bag from the small supermarket, let Song Dahe throw the copper coins in, tied a tight knot, and then put it on the cash register of the small supermarket.

With less extra luggage on the cart, Song Dahe could push it more easily. Song Pan'er persuaded the couple to finish the remaining mineral water and put the plastic bottles back into the storage space. The family of three continued to move forward under the fierce sun.

Sitting on the cart, Song Pan'er was thinking about the plane transaction.

The plane trading system opens once every seven days, each time for one hour, and each plane can only be traded four times, which is one month. She has to wait seven days before she can make the first transaction.

But what is she going to use to trade with the other party?

Supplies in a small supermarket?

No, no, no, that won't work. The bottle of water that was drunk did not reappear, which proved that the things in the small supermarket were non-renewable. Once it was gone, it was gone. She still had to stay here for many more years, so she had to use it sparingly.

After thinking about it for a while, Song Paner's eyes lit up when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the dry grass on the roadside.

You can ask Song Dahe to weave straw sandals!

Although Song Dahe was not good at working in the fields, he had the skill of weaving straw sandals, which he learned from an old man in the village. He could also weave some straw sandals and sell them in the town on weekdays. Otherwise, as the Song family had not yet split up, he would never have been able to save up those copper coins just by working in the fields.

Rolling his eyes, Song Pan'er called out to Song Dahe, "Dad, I want to discuss something with you."

Song Dahe was panting, but when he heard his daughter's question, he immediately responded, "What's wrong, Pan'er?"

As soon as Song Paner opened her mouth, she started to deceive.

"Goddess Guanyin said that I have wisdom, and every seven days, she will send an immortal to give me a half-hour lecture. I have no way to repay them, so I thought of giving some straw sandals to the immortals who gave me the lectures."

As she spoke, she tugged at the coarse linen skirt she was wearing, "I noticed earlier that the immortal was quite interested in the straw sandals I was wearing..."

Before she could finish her words, Qian Jinfeng interrupted her, "Then let's weave straw sandals for the immortal!"

The middle-aged woman with a sallow face twisted the coarse cloth handkerchief in her hand and raised her hand to fan it in front of her.

The sun is almost melting people!

Song Pan'er looked at her parents' miserable appearance and saw that there was no one around, so she simply took out two folding parasols from the small supermarket.

There were a lot of plastic fans distributed by the pharmacy next door on the counter, and she took out two of them.

"Dad, stop for a moment." She took out a parasol, unpacked it and threw it back into the supermarket, then opened the umbrella in front of the two ancients.

"Mom, this umbrella is very good for keeping out the sun." Song Pan'er handed the umbrella to Qian Jinfeng and gave her a plastic fan. "And this fan, use it to fan yourself."

Following the same procedure, he gave the umbrella and fan to Song Dahe. Song Paner got off the cart and waved goodbye as she put the heavy wooden cart into the small supermarket.

There was a second-hand human-powered tricycle parked in front of the small supermarket. She bought it to deliver goods to the elderly in the town. Now she could take it out and teach Song Dahe how to ride it.

The journey to escape famine is long, and this tricycle may come in handy someday.

Fortunately, the tire of the tricycle had broken once. When she bought the tires on Pinduoduo, she chose the "buy five get three free" deal to make up the order. Now the supermarket warehouse has the remaining seven tires, so she is not worried at all about the tires being scratched by gravel on the road.

The couple was holding a light umbrella in one hand and fanning themselves with a fan with a hospital advertisement on it in the other. Without noticing, a three-wheeled "iron lump" appeared in front of them.

"Pan'er, what is this?" Seeing the tricycle, Song Dahe stopped studying the pictures and text on the fan. He came over curiously, wanting to touch it but not daring to.

Song Pan'er was amused by his appearance.

I don’t know what’s going on, but her cheap dad seems to be stealing things from her.

But when he thought about his current environment, he immediately understood.

"Dad, this is a tricycle," she explained patiently. "Sit on the stool and step on these two pedals to move the car forward. Then use the handlebars to control the direction. This is the brake, and the brake is..."

Song Dahe was stunned when he heard this, thinking that he had seen the magic weapon of an immortal.

Qian Jinfeng was no less shocked than him. Perhaps because they had lived together for a long time, even their expressions of shock were similar.

"Dad, you can try riding it." Song Pan'er said, then turned to look at Qian Jinfeng, "Mom, you can try it later."

Qian Jinfeng turned the hand holding the plastic fan and pointed at herself, "Me?"

After a pause, she lowered her head embarrassedly, "Can I?"

Song Pan'er endured the dizziness and went over to pull her patched sleeve, "Of course you can, Mom. My mom learns everything quickly and is the smartest mom in the world!"

Looking up and seeing Song Dahe looking at her, she quickly added, "Dad is also the smartest dad in the world!"

Song Dahe was satisfied. He climbed onto the tricycle under Song Paner's command with a little restraint and stepped on the pedal tentatively.

"Ouch! It's moving! It's moving!"

"Oh my God!"

"It's running too fast! What should I do? What should I do?"

"..."

"..."

"Oh, it's very simple. I can learn it right away!"

Song Paner: ...This cheap dad is so stubborn!

Qian Jinfeng couldn't tolerate his habit of showing off, so when he came back riding, she stepped forward and pushed Song Dahe, who was in high spirits, off his horse.

"It's my turn!"

This tricycle looked really simple. She thought she could learn it after watching it twice. Unlike Song Dahe, he kept complaining for a long time but didn't even get five steps out.

It's really shameful for a grown man like him!