After transmigrating, he supported his family by working at a garbage dump.

Xu Zhuzhu squatted in the yard, tidying up the reeds with her brother. Zhang He tied the reeds they had tidyed into a sturdy little bundle and then threw it onto the newly built shed.

The shed was built to Xu Wenjie's height; even with Zhang He standing on a small stool and tiptoeing, she still couldn't reach him.

Seeing Zhang He's strained appearance, Xu An advised, "Mother, let's wait for Father to come."

Xu Zhuzhu nodded and echoed, "Wait for Father."

Zhang He smiled knowingly, thinking that it was fine, but if she insisted on tying it up herself, it might not be strong enough and might not be usable in a few days, so she decided to wait for Xu Wenjie to come back before putting it on.

Before she could even come down, Xu Wenjie pushed open the courtyard gate and came in.

Xu Zhuzhu looked at her father.

Xu Wenjie's expression remained normal, and there was nothing unusual about his face. However, upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see a slight frown on his father's handsome face.

Xu Wenjie couldn't say he was upset, but he felt a bit stifled.

Logically speaking, once the body was handed over to the yamen, the whole matter would have nothing to do with him anymore. However, when he returned from the village just now, he passed by the place where he had met the scholar and felt a pang of emotion.

It's such a pity that someone younger than him, with such a gentle and polite demeanor, was harmed like this.

He had already told the government about the scholar's request for Qingshan Town, hoping that the government could find out something in the town!

Thinking this, he unknowingly walked to his home and saw his wife preparing to build a roof. She was holding a reed, standing on tiptoe and stepping on a stool, but still couldn't reach it. She stomped her feet in frustration.

Since he met Zhang He, Xu Wenjie had rarely seen Zhang He so playful and cute, and his gloomy mood was swept away.

For a moment, all he could see were his wife's adorable actions, and he felt both amused and ashamed.

"He Niang, don't fall! Come down quickly!"

Xu Wenjie hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhang He down. "It would have been fine if I had waited for you to come back. Why did you go up there by yourself? What if you fell and got hurt?"

Xu Zhuzhu clicked her tongue inwardly. She propped her chin up with her short hand and watched her parents from the side, their mouths almost reaching their ears in a wide grin. She was quite happy to be witnessing this display of affection.

"Zhuzhu, what are you grinning about?"

Xu Zhuzhu was engrossed in the moment when Xu An's curious voice rang in her ears, and she also looked in the direction of Zhang He and Xu Wenjie.

They were just two children, both under ten years old combined, and shouldn't have known anything. Yet, Zhang He blushed as the two children looked at her. She turned her face away and pushed away Xu Wenjie, who was supporting her.

He urged Xu Wenjie, "Hurry up and set it up."

Xu Wenjie noticed Zhang He's face suddenly flushed, but he didn't think much of it. He just felt that although his wife already had two children, she didn't look particularly old, and he wanted to pinch her cheeks.

Fearing that his wife would become embarrassed again, he suppressed the thought and went to fix the roof with a smile.

With Xu Wenjie joining the team, Zhang He only needed to tie up the reeds, and Xu Zhuzhu and Xu An were sent to play on the side by Zhang He.

Xu An went to the side to recite his lessons. Xu Zhuzhu looked at her brother's hard work and thought he was destined to be a top scholar, even though his forehead didn't look very high...

When Xu An said he would teach Xu Zhuzhu to read, she jumped three meters away in fright.

He thought to himself, "Why are you in such a hurry? She's already in her twenties. It's just traditional Chinese characters. She can learn them when she's old enough to go to school."

Xu An spent every day with Xu Zhuzhu. Knowing that Xu Zhuzhu didn't like studying, he stopped forcing her and told her to play by herself for a while. He would come and play with her after he had memorized today's lessons.

Xu Zhuzhu didn't care; she wasn't really a child. So she moved closer to Zhang He and started joking around.

Having composed herself, Zhang He was tying reeds while discussing the scholar with Xu Wenjie.

"...So, I'm afraid it's going to be difficult?"

After listening to Xu Wenjie's explanation, Zhang He sighed.

My husband told me that the scholar looked to be no more than twenty years old, very young, and it's truly pitiful that he died so tragically...

Xu Zhuzhu overheard some of this and also sighed at the unpredictability of life. Although she had never met that person, according to her father, he was a college student by modern standards, full of youthful vigor...

Xu Zhuzhu started sighing without realizing it, which caught Zhang He's attention. Zhang He patted Xu Zhuzhu's head and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Xu Zhuzhu knew in her heart that she was born from Zhang He's pregnancy. Of course, Zhang He would not think that she had the mentality of an adult in her twenties, nor would she think that she was capable of lamenting other people's fates.

But Xu Wenjie was different. He always thought his daughter was different from others, so he figured Xu Zhuzhu had probably heard about the scholar's affairs and was feeling sorry for him, so he chimed in.

"It turns out our Zhuzhu is quite sentimental; it seems our family is about to produce a female poet."

Xu Wenjie joked.

Whether Xu Zhuzhu is sentimental or not, she doesn't know, but being a female poet is absolutely out of the question. With her limited knowledge, she wouldn't even be able to write a doggerel.

So, feeling embarrassed, he slipped away to the side.

Sitting on the stool, Xu Zhuzhu pondered for a moment with a sullen face. She was a little worried. She frowned, rested her chin on her hand, and sighed, looking preoccupied.

Zhang He didn't know what had happened, but she felt that the little girl had been acting very strangely lately.

Xu Wenjie had noticed something. He had observed that the amount of wood coming out of the recyclable waste bins had been decreasing recently. He and his daughter had been carefully studying the manual every day, hoping to find the answer.

But clearly, they gained nothing.

Xu Zhuzhu is indeed troubled by this matter.

If the contents of recyclable waste bins are starting to decrease, then perhaps the contents of food waste bins will also gradually decrease in the future.

They are currently going through a difficult time, and without a food waste bin, how will they manage?

This manual is terrible. Aside from the detailed descriptions of the garbage and the somewhat useful information about the new items, it doesn't answer any of the other questions.

In my past life, we had already entered a high-tech era, so why are the systems in novels all artificial intelligence, with AI answering questions and automatically selecting pages?

But hers was a complete piece of junk, and it looked like the kind of textbook used for early childhood education.

She asked herself if she had ever been diligent in her past and present lives and had never disrespected ghosts or gods, but she never expected to receive such a rubbish manual, or even such an primitive physical book.

The fact that it was primitive was one thing, but the more important thing was that many of her questions remained unanswered, leaving her like a headless fly, blindly moving forward, unsure of right or wrong...

chap!

The more Xu Zhuzhu thought about it, the more resentful she became. She threw the trashy manual in her hand onto the ground and stomped on it twice, crumpling it up...

Xu Zhuzhu was even more frustrated; the quality was still so poor!

What a piece of junk! Can't it be a little more sensible and give the answer, or turn into some kind of high-tech product?

Just then, the trashy manual lying on the ground suddenly emitted a dazzling golden light, attracting everyone's attention. Even Xu An, who was focused on reading, curiously came over.

"What's wrong?" Zhang He asked, puzzled.

Just as she was about to step forward, Xu Wenjie stopped her. Xu Wenjie, who was standing on the stool, immediately jumped down, picked up Xu Zhuzhu, and retreated to what he considered a safe distance before putting her down.

The golden light on the ground grew increasingly dazzling, and everyone unconsciously closed their eyes, unable to open them.

After a long while, Xu Zhuzhu felt something hard suddenly fall at her feet.

Startled.

He forced his eyes open, picked up something from beside him, and his smile was somewhat strained.

The garbage manual has indeed become smarter, only it has become a thin tablet.

But what happened to that broken corner of the screen...?

The crumpled manual she stepped on, because those two feet broke through its defenses, turned it into a tablet with a broken screen.

Xu Zhuzhu thought it was very likely.