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

After working for half the night, the family of three finally washed clean and changed into clothes made by Qian Jinfeng with the new cloth.

The bedding on the bed was the same one Song Paner used when she slept on the floor in the supermarket.

Once the person is clean, she can take it out and use it.

The old clothes were not thrown away. They were washed clean with soap and hung in the yard. They will be dry tomorrow.

Song Pan'er felt like she had lost several pounds.

Fortunately, there are no lice or fleas on my body for the time being, but if I continue to be as dirty as before, there is no guarantee that those little creatures will not be born.

So before going to bed, she took her parents to talk for a long time about the harm of this parasite.

Song Dahe smacked his lips. "I'm not worried about lice or fleas, it's just that we don't even have any wild vegetables to eat, so it's always difficult to relieve ourselves. Just drinking the granules given by the immortals is not a solution."

Song Pan'er was also worried about this problem, but she had no way to solve it for the time being.

There was a bag of pakchoy seeds in the supermarket, but there was no way to plant them now... That wasn't right! She had water and soil everywhere, so why couldn't she plant them?

"Dad, let's look for wooden basins or barrels in the village tomorrow, then dig some soil and fill them up, and we'll plant some vegetables!" She looked up at Song Dahe, who was sleeping on the outermost bed. "It'll just be a little harder on the way."

Qian Jinfeng pushed her back and said, "What's so hard about this? It's just a matter of bringing more pots and soil. Just sleep peacefully. Children won't grow tall if they don't get enough sleep."

After she said that, she nudged Song Dahe with her elbow.

Song Dahe understood, "Don't worry, daughter. Dad will make all the arrangements tomorrow morning. Go to sleep."

Song Pan'er responded, hugged her mother's arm and closed her eyes.

This transaction was very large, and the system generously awarded her 7 points. She already had 8 points. Another transaction should... "Holy crap!"

She stood in the supermarket, her eyes wide in disbelief.

One, ten, one hundred... It will take 100 points to light up the store next time!

What about next time? Will it be 1000?

Song Pan'er was stunned, as if struck by lightning.

Standing at the entrance of the supermarket, looking at the emptiness opposite, she almost shed tears.

What a rip-off! It's such a rip-off!

This damn system is designed to trick an honest person like her!

She fell asleep with resentment, and her face was still dark when she woke up the next day. However, after the couple counted the 600 taels of silver again, her mood was slightly relieved.

How to relieve her worries? Only by counting money! No wonder her parents counted it every morning and every night, and she would have to count it every morning and every night too!

After having sugar-coated eggs in the morning, Song Paner suddenly had an idea and took out her scale from the supermarket.

I stood up and took a look, it was 20kg.

Song Paner: ...She is really a little scary how thin she is, but it seems that in the current context, her weight is considered that of a child from a wealthy family?

"My daughter, what is this?" Song Dahe was the most curious. Seeing his daughter standing on a dark glazed platform and sighing, he moved over and stared at the numbers jumping on the scale.

Song Pan'er got off the scale, waited for the number to return to "0", and then called to her father, "Dad, try standing on it. This can measure your weight."

Song Dahe grinned with joy, thinking that this must be a magic weapon given by an immortal.

He straightened his gray cloth clothes, held his breath, and stood up with his head held high and his chest puffed out.

Song Paner looked down and saw that she weighed 39 kg.

She closed her eyes and called to her mother, "Mom, you try it too."

Qian Jinfeng, like Song Dahe, straightened her clothes and her hair which was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and stood up carefully.

Song Paner took a look and thought, okay, it’s a little better than her father’s, but that’s all, 40kg.

She estimated the height of the two men. Her father was probably 1.65 meters tall and her mother was 1.6 meters tall, so her mother looked stronger than her father.

After looking through her original body's memories, it seemed that most people in the village were of this height, and her parents were considered tall among the men and women in the village.

Okay, this weight is due to eating a lot recently. I was thinner before.

"Dad, you weigh 78 kilograms now, and mom weighs 80 kilograms." Song Pan'er said, turning off the scale and putting it into the supermarket.

You can’t charge your phone in the supermarket, so you have to use it sparingly.

Song Dahe wanted to check the scale again, but Song Paner had already dragged him out of the yard, "Let's go, let's go find pots and buckets to plant vegetables!"

Song Dahe had no choice but to follow his daughter out to look for things, while Qian Jinfeng stayed in the house to make clothes.

The father and daughter walked around the village and found a wooden basin and a clay pot, which were still broken and had been discarded. They did not dislike them, dug soil into them, poured water on them, and waited for the soil to become moist for two days.

The family of three rested in the village for two days and changed into their old clothes when they left.

Since they had encountered a village, it proved that there was a city nearby. Song Pan'er didn't dare to take out the tricycle again, but only took out a bag containing two old clothes to pretend.

Sure enough, after walking south for a day, they encountered a group of people fleeing famine.

These people should be from the same village. There aren't many of them, only about fifty or sixty. Most of them are young and strong, with very few older people. They are all pale and thin, and lack energy.

The family discussed it and decided not to rush up and talk to the person, but to follow quietly behind.

As it gradually darkened and they could no longer move forward, the group of refugees stopped.

As soon as they stopped, Song Paner's family naturally stopped as well. However, there were so many people around that they couldn't cook tonight. They could only quickly eat two cakes to fill their stomachs.

Song Dahe chewed the cake sprinkled with only a little salt and sesame seeds, and the more he chewed, the more uncomfortable it became.

It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!

He couldn't even swallow such a delicious cake!

You know, when he was in the village, he couldn't even eat such good food during the New Year.

A few children from the group of people fleeing famine ran out to play and unknowingly walked towards them.

A little kid of four or five years old saw Song Dahe eating a biscuit and his mouth was watering with envy.

He didn't dare to ask for it, so he put his dirty fingers into his mouth and stared at Song Dahe eagerly.

Song Pan'er felt that the child was quite pitiful. He had a big head and a small body, and his hair was sparse and dry. It was obvious that he was malnourished.

If this was the only child, she wouldn't mind giving him something to eat, but there was a village over there, and she was not a saint.

She looked at her father, and saw that he had a look of difficulty in swallowing just now, but now his mouth moved very quickly, and he finished the biscuit in just a few bites.

Song Paner: ...

She turned her head to look at her mother again. Wow, her mother was even faster than her father. She choked on the pancake and rolled her eyes.

"My daughter, why are you in a daze? Eat quickly! Be careful that someone doesn't snatch your food away!" Seeing his daughter's stunned look, Song Dahe hurriedly reminded her.

Song Pan'er looked at the cake in her hand, she...she really couldn't eat it!

It is really difficult to go from extravagance to frugality!

Song Dahe slapped his thigh and said, "I'll do it!"

He snatched half a piece of cake from Song Pan'er's hand and put it into his mouth with his eyes wide open. Qian Jinfeng, who had just recovered from drinking some water, also reached out and grabbed a piece and put it into his mouth, chewing it and stretching his neck to drink water while chewing.

The child who was watching them eat the cake was so scared that he cried out "Wow" and ran away crying.

After a while, Song Pan'er heard someone shouting something over there, but the family didn't take it seriously. Let him shout, as long as he didn't rush over and point at their noses and curse.