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

Xu Zhuzhu nestled in the blankets, flipping through the "Garbage Sorting Handbook" that had suddenly appeared in her sleeve yesterday, while Xu An followed along.

You wouldn't believe it until you looked it up, and what I found was quite a surprise.

The manual doesn't contain anything strange; it's just standard waste sorting instructions, clearly explaining what kind of waste each item belongs to, and even detailing the raw materials and what they can be recycled into. It's also rich in illustrations.

This is a very practical and well-compiled manual, perfect for kindergarten children as an introductory book. The only unusual thing is that more than a few copies were printed, and the back half of the book is blank. Xu Zhuzhu can find a barely reasonable explanation for this.

The only thing she couldn't understand was why God had placed this very ordinary book in her sleeve in such an unusual way.

It's definitely not simple! ??(??￣??￣?)????

But Xu Zhuzhu couldn't understand it, and neither could Xu An. What he couldn't understand was that there were many things and languages ​​in the world that he didn't recognize.

The brother and sister were staring blankly at the manual, completely unaware that Xu Wenjie had come closer.

"What are you looking at? Have you encountered something you don't understand?" Xu Wenjie sat down on the edge of the bed.

“Daddy, Zhuzhu said she couldn’t understand this book, so I’ll take a look too.” Xu An said, moving to the middle of the bed to make room for Xu Wenjie.

Xu Zhuzhu pushed the book towards her father. Xu Wenjie flipped through it for a while, and the corners of his mouth that had been curving upwards slowly turned down. He was very engrossed in reading it. Xu Zhuzhu thought that her father was probably figuring something out, so she stopped Xu An, who was about to ask a question.

But before his father could figure it out, Zhang He's porridge was already cooked.

"Dinner's ready! If you want to watch it, wait until tomorrow. It's already so dark, aren't you afraid of hurting your eyes?" Zhang He called to the father and sons as she ladled porridge into bowls.

The three of them looked up and suddenly realized that it was completely dark.

Xu Zhuzhu asked in confusion, "It was just lit up a moment ago."

Xu Wenjie also came to his senses, put the handbook away, and while carrying Xu Zhuzhu off the bed, he sighed, "...It's going to snow again. I saw the sky was really dark just now, it looks like it's going to snow for a long time..."

Xu An had already dashed over to help Zhang He serve the porridge, while Xu Zhuzhu was carried down by Xu Wenjie simply because her legs had gone numb from sitting on the bed with her legs crossed, and Xu Wenjie thought she was just being lazy...

It's snowing again.

Xu Zhuzhu did some mental calculations. Since they fled, they had been driven by winter all the way. It seemed to be the third or seventh snowfall. She wondered how many lives this snowfall would take.

Xu Zhuzhu no longer had time to worry about unfounded concerns. All she wanted to do now was ensure, and she had to ensure, that her warm little family, her parents, and her brother could all live peacefully and safely.

"...What are you daydreaming about? The porridge is getting cold."

Seeing Xu Zhuzhu holding the bowl, staring blankly at it for a long time without touching it, Zhang He gently pinched her cheek. Only then did Xu Zhuzhu come back to her senses and happily gulp down the porridge.

"Mother's porridge is so delicious! Brother, don't you think so?" Xu Zhuzhu smiled and didn't forget to flatter Zhang He. Zhang He found it amusing, patted Xu Zhuzhu's head, and scolded her with a laugh: "You little brat, so glib, I don't know where you get so many little tricks from."

Xu An was quietly drinking his porridge when he was suddenly called upon. He smiled and chimed in, "Anything Mother cooks is delicious!"

Seeing how smart and adorable the two children were, Zhang He was filled with delight. Xu Wenjie, seeing his wife and children like this, also showed a genuine smile that he hadn't seen in a long time.

Perhaps because everyone was busy with their own things today and was exhausted, the whole family went to bed exceptionally early.

Despite the howling wind and swirling snow outside, the family of four seemed oblivious. Only Zhang He, who woke up in the middle of the night to add firewood to the fire, heard some noises, but thinking that the house had already been repaired, she wasn't worried and went back to sleep peacefully.

It wasn't until the next day, as dawn was breaking, that the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking from the village finally woke the family from their sleep.

The hunter's house was located at the foot of the mountain on the outskirts of the village. Looking out from the courtyard, one could see scattered houses with wisps of smoke rising from them, while in the distance, smoke swirled around the black bamboo forest, all covered in silver.

The snow had stopped, leaving a layer of snow on the messy weeds in the yard. However, a section of the fence had collapsed under the weight of the snow. Xu Wenjie, standing in the yard, tried to prop it up several times but couldn't. His hands were red from the cold. He clasped his hands together and breathed on them, the moisture slowly dissipating down his cheeks...

Hearing the commotion, Zhang He came out to see what was happening and advised, "If you can't lift it up, then so be it; be careful not to get your hands frostbite."

Xu Wenjie thought that with such heavy snow, there didn't seem to be any danger, so he laughed and went back inside.

The two children were still asleep. Zhang He was adding firewood to the embers left over from last night, but Xu Wenjie suddenly realized that there seemed to be not much firewood left from the "fairyland".

According to the daughter, the only things they could bring back from Wonderland were items from a place called the Garbage Dump, and only before midnight each day; after midnight, the items in the Garbage Dump would be cleared away.

In fact, Xu Wenjie understood some things. Most of the things in the garbage dump were unwanted. However, with his family struggling to survive, he naturally wouldn't care about those things. As for why those discarded items were cleared away at midnight, he really couldn't figure it out. Perhaps those items had found new owners.

He had almost moved all the timber piled up there. Now, some people were building houses, making beds, or tending fires. The pile of timber was now reduced to six or seven planks and some scraps. It wouldn't last even five days, let alone this winter.

Xu Wenjie was in a dilemma. With the heavy snow blocking the roads, even if he wanted to go up the mountain to chop firewood, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Just then, a voice rang out from outside the courtyard.

"Brother Xu, are you inside?"

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Xu Wenjie hurriedly went out to greet him and indeed saw the village head, Li Quanfu, standing outside the courtyard gate. He then eagerly and warmly invited him into the house.

"Lord Village Head, it's freezing cold, what brings you here? Please come in! Please come in! He Niang, quickly pour a bowl of hot water." As she spoke, she invited him into the house.

Li Quanfu is only thirty-six years old this year. His clan is small, and he was able to become the village head not only because he is honest, but also because his wife's family has an older brother who works in the government. Because of this relationship, the families in the village with a little population are not very willing to recognize him as the village head. Although they do not disrespect him on the surface, they make a lot of trouble for him behind his back.

This was a poor, remote village with few wealthy families and almost no scholars. The villagers lived off their small plots of land, and since there was nothing of importance to do, petty theft was handled by respected elders. Therefore, there was little need for Li Quanfu, the village head, to do anything. Since becoming village head three years ago, Li Quanfu had found it utterly boring and had only suffered a lot of frustration.

Until the arrival of Xu Wenjie's family, he seemed to have found enjoyment in being the village head.

Seeing Xu Wenjie's enthusiasm, especially his repeated use of "sir," Li Quanfu blushed: "What 'sir' or 'madam'? Brother Xu, you're too kind. Didn't I tell you last time to just call me Second Brother Li?"

Li Quanfu was the second oldest son in his family. His eldest son joined the army a few years ago, but there has been no news of him since.

Xu Wenjie smiled and nodded in agreement.

“I saw that it snowed again last night. You’re new here, so you’re naturally lacking everything. But as you know, Brother Xu, the harvest wasn’t good this year, and my family doesn’t have much to offer. I can only bring some firewood.” Li Quanfu said, carrying two large bundles of firewood leaning against the fence into the yard, and then carrying a small basket in: “This is charcoal I burned myself in the fall. It didn’t burn very well, and there’s still some smoke, but at least it will be useful. In the winter, the two children won’t get cold in the snow.”

Xu Wenjie was deeply moved. He wanted to decline, but thinking of his wife and children in the house, he generously accepted the gift: "Brother Li, I, Xu, will remember this kindness in my heart and will definitely repay it in the future."

Li Quanfu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "What gratitude or not? You treat me like a brother, so there's no need to talk about gratitude."

Upon hearing this, Xu Wenjie stood up straight and bowed respectfully to Li Quanfu, saying, "Second Brother Li!"

Li Quanfu scratched his head, smiled shyly, and clasped his hands in a fist salute.