After the separation, the family had a lot of fish and meat every day, and the best was furious

Salt is very expensive, and people usually buy it by the ounce, rarely by a pound or two.

"Then give me one or two!"

"Okay, wait a moment, sir. I'll pack it up for you."

The shopkeeper gave Lin Ting twenty pounds of rice in a sack, oil in a bamboo tube, and one or two ounces of salt wrapped in a piece of paper.

"Three hundred and fifty coins in total!"

Lin Ting counted the silver and handed it to the owner of the oil and grain shop, who kindly helped her put it into her backpack.

I have 112 coins left from the money I earned today. When I go back, I can buy another pound of meat, and that will be enough.

Lin Ting took Shen Wanyi across another street before returning to the stall where Shen Qingzhou wrote letters for people.

It was almost noon, and there was no one to write a letter to. Shen Qingzhou had not had any income from yesterday to today.

When he has no income, he usually goes hungry at noon and eats when he gets home in the evening.

If he only wrote one letter a day, he would spend a penny to buy a black-flour steamed bun to eat, and that would be the end of the day.

But today is different from the past. He didn't make any money this morning, so he can go without eating. But Wan Yi and Lin Ting will definitely make a fuss if they have nothing to eat.

Especially Lin Ting, she would go crazy if she was really hungry. This happened countless times a year.

After he lost the ability to walk, Shen Qingzhou became silent and taciturn. He no longer read his favorite books.

If he wasn't forced to make a living, he wouldn't come out and embarrass himself every day.

He never hawked his wares, but was worried that his wife and children would go hungry, so he mustered up the courage to shout to passersby.

"Write... write a letter..."

"Writing a letter... Want to... write a letter?"

When Lin Ting and Shen Wanyi saw him, they saw that his face was flushed and he was calling out to passers-by with embarrassment and difficulty.

There were people coming and going on the street, but his voice was not as loud as the little girl selling sachets next to him.

"Mom, I saw Dad."

Shen Wanyi pointed at Shen Qingzhou and shouted. Shen Qingzhou also heard her voice and looked towards them.

When his eyes met Lin Ting's, his pride took over and he avoided her gaze, lowered his head and wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

"Xiaobao, do you want to eat noodles? How about we go eat noodles together?"

"Um!"

Shen Wanyi nodded. She had never eaten noodles in her life, but she ate whatever Lin heard.

There was a noodle stall across the street from where Shen Qingzhou was writing the letter. Lin Ting went there and said a few words to the owner, then moved the table from her stall to next to Shen Qingzhou.

Shen Wanyi followed behind her, holding a bamboo stool in her little hand.

"Dad, we're having noodles today."

Shen Wanyi's round face was full of anticipation because she had just smelled a delicious aroma coming from the noodle stall.

When Shen Qingzhou saw the mother and daughter moving other people's things over, his heart tightened and his brows furrowed.

"You guys, why did you take someone else's table? Return it now."

Lin Ting ignored him, put the backpack aside, and sat on the stool.

"Dad, we didn't steal anything. We used this table to eat noodles.

Mother has already given the money to the boss, and there are eggs in the noodles."

Hearing that the money had been paid, Shen Qingzhou frowned. Where did Lin Ting get the money to buy noodles? Could it be that he stole it?

Seeing his confusion, Lin Ting said, "This is Xiaobao's treat for us. It's the money Xiaobao earned."

Shen Wanyi also nodded. She really wanted to get her parents' approval.

"Yes! Xiaobao's grass seeds have been sold. Look, Daddy, Xiaobao's hands are still green from when he was picking the grass seeds.

Mother said that if I sold it for thirty cents, I could have noodles and eggs."

Shen Qingzhou went back to his room to rest very early yesterday. He and Lin Ting did not communicate with each other, so naturally he did not know what they did last night.

But seeing that the water plants in Lin Ting’s backpack were gone, could that thing really be sold?

Soon, the owner of the stall opposite brought three bowls of noodles to Lin Ting and the others in two batches.

When Shen Qingzhou saw the big bowl of white noodles, he swallowed unconsciously.

He has been writing letters here for almost three years, and he knows that the boss across the street sells a bowl of noodles for five cents.

If you add an egg like they do, it would be eight cents a bowl.

Three bowls cost twenty-four coins, which is too expensive. Their family is very poor now. If they use this money to buy broken rice, it will last them for a long time.

The noodles couldn't be returned, and Lin Ting and Wan Yi were eating so happily, how could he bear to blame them.

"Xiaobao, you said you made thirty cents from selling grass seeds, so where's the remaining four cents?"

"Siwen is at my mother's place. Wait until we get home and then we can buy some delicious food for grandpa and grandma."

Shen Qingzhou glanced at Lin Ting. He couldn't ask Lin Ting for money.

"Eat noodles, or they'll become clumpy."

After eating the broken rice and wild vegetable porridge, this noodle is simply a delicacy.

The three of them devoured the food with relish, and their attire made them look exactly like refugees.

Shen Wanyi had a small appetite and only ate half of a large bowl of noodles. After adding a boiled egg, she could no longer eat.

She put the bowl down and looked at Lin Ting: "Mom, I'm full. This noodles is for you."

Lin Ting only knew how to steal food at home, so Shen's mother often punished her by not allowing her to eat.

Yang Xiuxiu and Shen Dali would sometimes leave some of their food for Lin Ting.

So when Xiaobao had leftover food, his first reaction was to give it to Lin Ting.

"Mom is full too, give it to your dad."

This bowl of noodles was the only time this body had eaten a full meal. In the original owner's memory, although she was a rotten thing, she had never had a full meal.

After hearing what Lin Ting said, Shen Wanyi pushed the remaining half of the noodles in front of Shen Qingzhou.

"Daddy gives it to you."

Shen Qingzhou took it, raised his eyes and asked Xiang Linting: "You really don't want it anymore."

"No, wait until you finish this bowl of noodles, then we'll go home. I have something to tell you when we get home."

Shen Qingzhou also thought so. After all, the grass seeds his daughter picked could be sold for so much silver.

Although he has difficulty with his legs, he has much better physical strength than his daughter.

On the way back, Lin Ting bought another pound of pork, spending thirty coins, and four meat buns, each costing four coins.

She still had forty-two coins in her hand, which was more than what Shen Qingzhou earned in a month.

On their way back, they met the village chief again and rode on his ox cart back to Wushan Village.

When they got home, Lin Ting gave the village chief six coins as their round-trip fare.

After all, when the village chief sometimes takes people to the county, everyone pays in this way.

But the village chief felt sorry for the family and refused to take them, since it was on the way anyway.

When they returned home, Yang Xiuxiu and Shen Dali had already had lunch. Since the other two were not at home, they didn't even eat the broken rice, but just cooked some wild vegetables to make do.

Seeing Lin Ting and Shen Qingzhou returning home so early, they were both stunned.

"Qingzhou, Lin Ting, you're back. Haven't you eaten yet? I'll go cook for you."