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

There was a pair of leaf-shaped silver earrings in the small purse. Song Pan'er lost interest after just one look and gave them directly to Qian Jinfeng.

Zhang Wu didn't leave anyone to investigate. Since they had bought the ginseng slices that could "save the life" of the "sick" little girl, they certainly couldn't delay, lest the little girl's mother come after them after waking up.

Therefore, as soon as I left here, I kept moving forward without looking back.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Song Paner put away the cart and a pile of things and took out the tricycle.

"Mom and Dad, let's go quickly. We have to hurry."

The tricycle did not follow the direction of Zhang Wu and the others, but turned into another road.

There were only three people from the family in the car, and they didn't leave anything there. There was a lot of dead grass on the ground, so there was no need to worry about leaving tire marks and being discovered.

That night, to celebrate the money they earned that day, Song Paner suggested eating pickled fish.

Qian Jinfeng and Song Dahe were responsible for killing and cooking the fish, while Song Paner was boiling tea next to them.

Her supermarket has chrysanthemum, honeysuckle and other flowers.

The weather is too hot and I haven’t eaten any vegetables or fruits, so I’m very likely to get a sore throat. I can only rely on drinking cooling tea.

The whole fish could not be finished, so Qian Jinfeng only cooked half of it and used a whole bag of pickled fish seasoning.

After the fish was almost finished, we added some Longkou vermicelli into the soup. The whole family ate until their bellies were full and sweating profusely.

At this time, the cooling tea was ready. Song Pan'er scooped the extra tea into a mineral water bottle and poured the rest into the water cups of the three of them.

The three of them sat on a plastic sheet covered with a torn mattress, drinking tea and sighing.

"Such a beautiful day is something I couldn't even imagine!" Song Dahe took a big sip of tea and looked up at the sky which was not yet completely dark.

They were now at the foot of a small hill, surrounded by an open area, making it easy to keep an eye out for anyone coming.

Qian Jinfeng rolled her eyes when she heard his words. "Coward, I dare to think so!" She nudged Song Pan'er's arm with her elbow and said, "Girl, take out the silver and let me count it."

Song Pan'er placed the bag of silver in front of her, and Song Dahe came over immediately, "Let me count it too, hehehe."

Qian Jinfeng pushed him and said, "You're learning everything!"

Song Dahe pushed it back without any hesitation, "Who imitated you? I was going to let my daughter take it out and count it, but you got there first."

The couple chatted with each other, but their hands were not affected at all. They counted the small pile of silver back and forth several times.

Song Pan'er lay on the torn mattress, one foot crossed over the other, staring at the night sky without blinking.

Now that I have the money, I should be able to go to a place where there are people after the last transaction of this month.

She suddenly said, "Dad, how long will it take us to get to the city?"

Song Dahe stretched his head over and said, "What's the matter, girl? What do you want to buy? Daddy will buy it for you."

Then a hand patted his father on the back of the head. It was her mother Qian Jinfeng's hand.

"Do I need you to buy it? This is all our daughter's money! You are thinking about it!" Qian Jinfeng raised her hand and twisted Song Dahe's ear.

Song Dahe dodged left and right, avoiding Qian Jinfeng's clutches while explaining, "Oh! When did I think about it? Don't wrongly accuse a good person! I'm thinking that since I've put in a lot of effort in drying the ginseng slices and stewing the meat, my daughter will definitely give me a few taels of silver! Is there anything wrong with me using the money to buy things for my daughter?"

Qian Jinfeng refused to listen. She didn't know who Song Dahe was.

She wanted to pinch him again, but Song Dahe glared at her and said, "Okay, stop for a moment. My daughter has something important to say."

Song Pan'er breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself, you guys have been flirting enough, and finally you remembered my accident.

"Dad, I don't want to buy anything. I just want to find a place to take a bath. I'm almost getting pickled."

She didn't dare move around, as she felt that black dirt would fall off her body if she moved.

The days of fleeing famine were too hard, and she thought that since she was not going the same way as the heroine and the others, why not just clean up a little?

More importantly, her family's situation was not suitable for joining the large group of people fleeing famine.

Moreover, we have just started to escape the famine, and the living environment will become even worse. There will be starving people everywhere, and we will also encounter plagues and banditry...

They now have no ability to protect themselves and no lethal weapons. They will be scared if they meet a living person on the way. What should they do?

Song Pan'er thought about it for a few days but still had no idea, and soon the day for the third transaction arrived.

After the transaction, she told Li Shuang'an about the situation she was about to encounter and wanted to hear his opinion.

Li Shuang'an thought for a while, then slapped his thigh and said, "How about you recruit some servants on the way?"

"I heard that in times like this, a bowl of coarse grain can be exchanged for a person. You might as well look for a few poor people and train them. It's like saving a life, and they can protect you when the time comes."

"Don't feel any psychological burden. That's the era back home, and you're just trying to survive."

Li Shuang'an said a lot, and Song Pan'er listened quietly, and had a rough idea in her mind.

Before the channel closed, she thanked him from the bottom of her heart and decided to give Li Shuang'an a farewell gift during the next transaction.

Sure enough, after this transaction, her score increased to 11, which seems to be related to the number of transactions.

This time her transaction with Li Shuang'an was similar to the last time, so she got the same five points.

Song Pan'er used her consciousness to control the panel to the [Map] page, and clicked on the [Huimin Hall] next door without hesitation.

When the icon of [Huimintang] lights up, I will be at the pharmacy with just a thought.

The shelves in the pharmacy are filled with medicines. The right wall is lined with medicine cabinets filled with Chinese medicines, and there are some prescription drugs in the glass cabinets in front of the medicine cabinets.

Song Pan'er became happier and happier as she looked around, and went to the warehouse inside to take another look.

The warehouse was full, probably because a batch of medicine had just arrived, but what surprised Song Pan'er even more was that water was still flowing from the faucet in the bathroom.

She couldn't get it out of the tap in the supermarket.

In addition, there was still half a bucket of water in the water dispenser, and there were several unopened express packages in the employee locker.

The float next to the cash register is filled with honeysuckle powder, isatis root powder, and promotional medical facial masks.

Song Pan'er touched her rough and sallow face, gritted her teeth, and took only one bag of the two kinds of powder. She would deal with the facial mask and other things after she had someone to help her.

"Dad, Mom, what are we having for dinner tonight?" She walked to Song Dahe and Qian Jinfeng.

Qian Jinfeng nodded at her and said, "Move back quickly, or the oil will splash on you. You want to eat sweet and sour fish, right? Let me see if I can make it."

Song Dahe hurried over and pulled his daughter back, "Have you finished listening to the sutra?"

Song Paner nodded and took out the Isatis Root Granules and Honeysuckle Granules.

"Dad, we shouldn't drink fire-clearing tea for a while. Drinking this can prevent illness."

When Song Dahai saw the brightly colored bag, his eyes lit up. He knew that any bag he had never seen before must be a good thing bestowed by Guanyin Bodhisattva on his daughter.

"Okay, okay! Just drink this!" He took the two large bags of powder and looked at them again and again.

Song Pan'er remembered that her father had become a little arrogant since he made money, and felt that she still had to recite the spell to tighten the headband to prevent her father from going to heaven.

"Dad, these two bags of powder were specially given to me by the immortals. They said those straw sandals were very exquisite. It would be great if I could weave some straw mats out of them."

As soon as these words came out, Song Dahe immediately patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, my daughter, straw mats are much simpler than straw sandals. Dad will start weaving them tomorrow, and then you can give them to the immortals!"