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

"Husband, did you collect this firewood?"

When Zhang He woke up, she saw her husband standing in front of a pile of neatly cut wooden sticks, and she was puzzled.

It doesn't seem like someone no one wants.

Xu Wenjie shook his head, gazing thoughtfully out the window.

The snow had stopped. The sky was overcast, and the snow covered the collapsed earthen walls, fences, and ground—everything was a pristine white. There were no footprints in sight, so it didn't seem like someone had brought it...

He was also puzzled.

"Dad, mother!"

Seeing that the time was ripe, Xu Zhuzhu, who had been watching from under the covers for a long time, suddenly pulled back the covers, poked half her head out, and whispered.

Yes, this is her masterpiece; those wooden strips are from a door frame that someone else threw away yesterday...

Zhang He hurriedly wrapped Xu Zhuzhu in the blanket: "Stay in the blanket, it's coldest in the morning, be careful not to get cold!" Thinking that she had woken up because she was hungry: "Mother will boil some hot water for you in a while, just bear with it for now."

But how could hot water fill their stomachs? Zhang He felt guilty for not being able to feed the children properly.

Xu Zhuzhu felt ashamed and struggled to get out of bed. Xu An, who was sleeping next to her, was also woken up. He looked at Xu Zhuzhu with sleepy eyes, rubbed his eyes and asked, "Little sister, why did you wake up so early today?"

Xu Zhuzhu didn't intend to hide it from them. After all, she was only in the body of a three-year-old child. Even if she could travel back to the future garbage dump, she wouldn't be able to bring anything back.

"Father, Mother, and Brother, please hold my hands."

Xu Wenjie and Zhang He looked puzzled, while Xu An stared blankly at Xu Zhuzhu, wondering if his sister had gone delirious from hunger.

Seeing that the group didn't move, Xu Zhuzhu had no choice but to lead them together herself, and said with a serious expression, "Father, Mother, Brother, please close your eyes."

Xu Wenjie thought Xu Zhuzhu wanted to play some game on a whim. Since he had nothing else to do, he simply winked at his wife. Zhang He smiled helplessly and then pointed to Xu Zhuzhu, who had her eyes closed, with a smile.

So the family closed their eyes, held hands, and stood by the fire.

"Alright, open your eyes!" Xu Zhuzhu's childish voice rang out, and Xu Wenjie and the others also opened their eyes.

I was stunned.

Where is this?

Something was rumbling, like thunder but not quite. At my feet was a pile of things that looked like tables and chairs, but they were all broken. To the left were several large green boxes that emitted a foul smell.

Everything was so unfamiliar.

Xu Wenjie pursed his lips tightly, completely baffled.

Zhang He was so frightened that she gripped Xu Wenjie's hand tightly, and quickly pulled the two children into her arms with her other hand. Xu An stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, looking completely bewildered.

Xu Wenjie, on the other hand, remained relatively calm. As the head of the family, he suppressed his panic and looked at his daughter with a composed expression.

"Zhuzhu, where is this? Did you bring us here? How did we get here?"

Xu Zhuzhu took a deep breath and decided that she still dared not reveal her secrets. She could only say tactfully, "Father, Mother, last night when I was sleeping, an old man with a white beard brought me here."

Even the usually calm and composed Xu Wenjie was taken a long time to recover from these words.

"What white-bearded old man?"

“It’s the painting that used to be in my grandfather’s study,” Xu Zhuzhu explained.

Before her family fled, there was a painting of Lao Tzu hanging in her grandfather's study.

The Master did not speak of strange phenomena, physical prowess, disorder, or spirits. Xu Wenjie's lips twitched. He felt it was a bit far-fetched, but it was the truth that had happened to him, and he couldn't explain it with his knowledge of the Four Books and Five Classics.

Zhang He, surprised and delighted, grabbed Xu Zhuzhu's hand and exclaimed, "Zhuzhu, could it be that you have a predestined connection with the immortals? Have you encountered a deity?"

Xu Zhuzhu felt ashamed and nodded.

Whether it's divine or not, I don't know, but the cheat system is there, although it has a slightly... off-putting feel to it.

"Dad, Mom, look over there!" Xu Zhuzhu changed the subject, pointing to several rows of large black, green and red trash cans next to her. That was the garbage station where the shops near the building stored their garbage. It was piled with a lot of kitchen waste and daily garbage, so there was no fear of not having enough to eat, although the smell might not be very good.

Zhang He looked up and saw Xu Wenjie and Xu An, who had been staring at each other with wide eyes, finally come to their senses.

"what is that?"

Xu An was the first to raise a question, as the strange smell was coming from those large boxes.

Xu Zhuzhu crossed her arms and said with a grin, "There are things in there that can fill your stomach."

While Zhang He was still half-believing and half-doubting, Xu Wenjie had already frowned and walked towards the trash cans. Xu Zhuzhu followed closely behind, but the road was difficult to walk on, and she was unsteady on her feet. Zhang He hurriedly picked her up and pulled Xu An next to her to follow closely behind Xu Wenjie.

It was winter, so the smell wasn't too bad. Following Xu Zhuzhu's instructions, Xu Wenjie opened the trash can and found a pile of messy rotten vegetable leaves and leftover food.

In those difficult times in ancient times, Xu Wenjie would treasure even spoiled food and dishes, and he would happily call out to his wife.

"He Niang! Look!"

Zhang He was initially skeptical, but upon seeing so many vegetable leaves, she burst into tears of joy, tightly embracing Xu Zhuzhu and Xu An, and sobbing:

"We have food!"

Xu Wenjie and Zhang He were rummaging through the trash can. Xu Zhuzhu found a broken stool to elevate her height and stood next to the trash can with Xu An, occasionally explaining to Xu Wenjie and Zhang He what they found.

"Zhuzhu, how do you know what these things are called?" Xu An, who was two years older than Xu Zhuzhu, asked in confusion.

Hearing this, Xu Wenjie and Zhang He stopped what they were doing and looked at Xu Zhuzhu with the same puzzled expression. Xu Zhuzhu was stunned for a long time before she reacted.

"The old man with the white beard also gave me a book. If I want to know, that book will tell me the answer," Xu Zhuzhu stammered, making up an excuse.

"What book?" Xu Wenjie immediately became interested upon hearing this and asked, as he had always been very interested in calligraphy and painting.

broken!

Xu Zhuzhu gripped the hem of her clothes tightly. How could she forget that her father was very diligent and inquisitive? Just as she was wondering what to do, she suddenly felt something hard inside her sleeve and pulled it out.

"Is this the one?"

Xu Wenjie took the book that Xu Zhuzhu took out from behind her back and curiously flipped through it. It was more like a picture book than a book, as it did contain many pictures and words, but the words seemed to be different from those he recognized.

"Why break up? Why are you being so unreasonable?"

Waste sorting manual………

Xu Zhuzhu was speechless, thinking to herself, "God, you really spoil me?"

Only Xu Zhuzhu could understand the simplified Chinese characters. Xu Wenjie and the others believed that Xu Zhuzhu had the help of Laozi's magic, so they stopped doubting it and told Xu Zhuzhu to hide it well. Then they seriously started rummaging through the trash.

The family of four was rummaging through the latrine when they suddenly saw someone pushing a stroller toward them.

Xu Wenjie and Zhang He were shocked and immediately panicked. They quickly stopped what they were doing and stood awkwardly to the side.

Xu Zhuzhu knew what they were thinking. In modern times, trash cans are public property, but her parents didn't know that in ancient times, nothing was free; even firewood on the mountain belonged to someone...

The man pushed the cart, emptying the several buckets of trash from it one by one, muttering to himself, "Why is all the trash spilling out? Where did these stray cats and dogs come from?"

As he spoke, he picked up the "trash" that Xu Zhuzhu and the others had looted and took it back.

Her parents were both educated people, and upon hearing this, they blushed and quickly apologized. However, after picking up the trash, the man walked away as if he couldn't see them at all.

"Zhuzhu, what's going on?"

Xu Wenjie asked, puzzled.

Xu Zhuzhu hugged her tender hands again. Her thick cotton-padded coat looked a bit comical, but her serious expression made them have to take it seriously as well.

"Father and Mother, they can't see us or hear us. I don't know what's going on. Maybe it's the great magic of the white-bearded old man that's helping us?"

Xu Wenjie nodded, still somewhat skeptical.

Once everyone was out of sight, the group quickly retrieved the trash that the "civilized citizens" had put back in the bin, and even found half a bag of rice.

"There are some rice weevils, but it's okay. Just wash it a few more times and pick out the weevils, and it's still edible!" Zhang He said with delight, holding the half-bag of rice tightly in one hand and Xu Zhuzhu firmly in the other, as if afraid that both would be lost.

Xu Zhuzhu was both amused and exasperated.

Holding two bunches of radish leaves that were half-rotten in his arms, Xu An asked, "But Father and Mother, how are we going to get back? How are we going to bring all this stuff back?"

With half of Xu Wenjie's body still buried in the garbage, Xu Zhuzhu couldn't help but admire her father. A true man can bend and stretch, and although he was a scholar, he didn't have the bad habit of being arrogant and aloof.

With a father like that, and her cheat code to travel to a garbage dump, how could she possibly not survive in ancient times?

As she spoke, Xu Zhuzhu paused again, something seemed off about what she was saying.

Just then, Xu Wenjie pulled a large snakeskin bag from the trash can. It was bulging and full of something.

"I thought this bag would be useful, and I finally found it. He Niang, come and take a look. It's strangely soft. Could it be cotton?"

If it were cotton, wouldn't that be a godsend? It would be perfect for mending the children's clothes or making quilts.

Who would throw away a bag of cotton for no reason? Xu Zhuzhu thought so, and she pulled Zhang He over to investigate.

The bag was opened, and a big, dark head popped out.

"Oh my! What is this?!"

Zhang He was startled and slapped the big head away.

What the heck? What is that?

Xu Zhuzhu was also startled and was pulled back several steps by Zhang He. After calming down, she laughed happily.

"Don't be afraid, Mother. It's a baby. It's a bit dark-skinned, but it's made of fiber, which is much warmer than cotton!"

That's incredibly lucky!