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

In the evening, after having a meal of sweet and sour fish with a unique taste, Song Dahe went to cut some hay and started weaving straw mats when he was ready to keep watch.

Qian Jinfeng took out needle and thread and, in the distant firelight, mended Song Dahe's worn clothes.

Song Pan'er entered the pharmacy, took a bag from the cashier, and began to prepare a gift for Li Shuang'an.

For colds, for digestion... She took one or two boxes of whatever she thought might be useful there.

After doing all this, she went to the supermarket to get a plastic bucket that had run out of water, and filled it with water at the sink.

She didn't want to go through so much trouble, but on the one hand, she could take it out and use it directly. On the other hand, she was worried that if it had water, it would only be temporary, so she would have to store it in buckets and basins to feel at ease.

Coming out of the supermarket and smelling the stench on herself, Song Paner sighed deeply.

She is a dirty doll.

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On the other hand, Song Fubao relied on his memories of his previous life to find the 80-year-old wild ginseng, and has been waiting for that group of noble people.

She remembered that it was because of this wild ginseng that Song Pan'er and Zhou He'an met.

Now, the third branch has been kicked out of the Song family and driven out of the refugee group. Song Pan'er may have died long ago.

The wild ginseng is hers, and Zhou Hean will also be hers.

But after waiting for a long time, they were almost at Ping County, but there was still no sign of the Zhou family.

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How could she know that after the Zhou family bought such good ginseng slices, they were worried that Qian Jinfeng would catch up with them, so they decided to change the route temporarily. They had already passed Ping County and were on their way to Qing County.

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Song Paner and her family found an empty village.

There was no one in the village, and judging from the dust in the houses, it could be determined that the villagers had just left.

Song Dahe sighed as he walked, "When it doesn't rain, the only ones who suffer are us ordinary people who depend on the weather for our livelihood!"

Qian Jinfeng rolled her eyes at him and stopped in front of the gate of the largest courtyard. "What the hell are you talking about? When have you ever relied on the weather for your livelihood? How many times have you ever worked in the fields?"

Song Dahe was choked by her words. It seemed that he had hardly ever worked in the fields many times, and he always shied away from them every time he did.

"Oh, it's just a feeling, you know?" He was not justified but confident.

Why does this woman have to expose his shortcomings in front of her daughter?

Qian Jinfeng didn't bother to care about his little tricks. She raised her chin towards the yard and said, "Dad, go in and take a look. If it's suitable, we can rest here tonight."

Song Dahe curled his lips and raised his hand to Qian Jinfeng, "Give me the sword."

Qian Jinfeng glared at him, "I'll give you the big knife, but what will happen to my daughter and me? Can't you kill people with a hatchet?"

"Hurry up! Otherwise you won't have any food tonight!"

Seeing Qian Jinfeng's impatience, Song Dahe muttered, looked at his daughter, and then saw his daughter silently turning her head away.

Well, this one is unreliable!

After checking the yard nervously and confirming that the person had left and there was no danger, Song Dahe hurried out to invite the mother and daughter in.

"This yard is quite big, with four rooms! I see the bed boards are still there, so we finally don't have to sleep on the floor at night." Song Dahe introduced happily. The most important thing is that the dining table, chairs and benches are still there, so he doesn't have to sit on the floor to eat anymore.

Song Pan'er also saw the set of tables and chairs. "Mom and Dad, when we leave, let's look around the village for anything else we can use at home. I'll collect them and take them with us."

Qian Jinfeng smiled and rubbed her head, which had become a mess because she had just taken off her hat. "My daughter is just like me. She knows how to be frugal and manage the household."

Song Pan'er had no way to refute this. On the way, her mother even wanted to pack up the ashes they burned and take them away. This was not the best way to be thrifty. She tried to persuade her mother with all her might, almost cursing and swearing before she could give up the idea.

Song Pan'er wanted to help clean up the yard, but the couple pushed her aside and let her play by herself. Then they cleaned up the kitchen and a bedroom, leaving the rest of the place untouched.

Well, she had misjudged herself and thought she had to clean up the entire yard.

However, at her strong suggestion, they cleaned up an extra room for taking a shower.

Yes, Song Paner decided to take a bath.

This long time is already her limit. She was in the wilderness before, but now she finally came across a village with shelter, so of course she had to wash up properly.

As for being robbed on the road, we’ll deal with it later.

Tonight is the last transaction with the ancient plane. She has prepared a lot of things, and so has Li Shuangan.

The couple was busy cooking in the kitchen, while Song Pan'er was trading with Li Shuang'an in the bedroom.

After receiving the medicine and milk powder sent by Song Pan'er, Li Shuang'an, a tall and strong man, almost couldn't hold back his tears.

He also prepared a farewell gift for Song Paner, but its value was far less than these medicines and milk powder.

"Song Xiaomei, thank you, brother, really!" With red eyes, he handed over more than ten ginsengs.

Song Paner put the ginseng into the pharmacy and took out the things she wanted to trade.

Rice, flour, salt, sugar, daily necessities, snacks...

The two of them finished their transaction silently and said goodbye to each other. Finally, seeing that it was almost time, Song Pan'er waved at the translucent screen and said, "Brother Li, see you again if we're lucky."

Li Shuangan couldn't help but wiped his eyes, "Song Xiaomei, see you again if we're lucky."

The passage was closed, and Song Paner felt a little sad. Although they had only met four times, she regarded the other party as her friend from the bottom of her heart.

Maybe we won't have the chance to see each other again in the future, we can only see each other from across the dimensions. I wish him all the best in the future.

"My daughter, it's time to eat!" Song Dahe wrapped his hands with a handkerchief and walked into the house carrying a pot of pickled fish. Qian Jinfeng behind him was carrying rice.

Song Paner took a deep breath, took out the bowls and chopsticks from the supermarket and placed them on the table.

Life must go on, eat and eat!

After a delicious meal, Song Paner found a water pipe from the supermarket, tried to connect it to the faucet of the pharmacy, and then pulled the water pipe halfway out of the pharmacy to see if water could be released. As a result, she found that it was not feasible. She could only use plastic basins instead, collect water one basin at a time, and pour it into the big iron pot.

Qian Jinfeng felt so distressed watching her skinny little daughter busying herself, but only her daughter could do this job of fetching water.

I heard it was water from the place where the immortals lived! She had to wash herself well later, maybe she could get a little of the immortal spirit.

She said that ever since her daughter was accepted as a disciple by Bodhisattva Guanyin, she has become more organized in her words and deeds, as if she has grown up all of a sudden. She was both relieved and sad. If they, as parents, were not so incompetent, they would never have let their daughter suffer so much.

It's all the fault of those damn people in the first house! They thought the third house was a burden, so they taught Song Fubao to do those things and say those words, and deliberately kicked her family out.

Qian Jinfeng gritted her teeth and thought, it would be better if she didn't meet those people, otherwise she would make them pay!