The mule pulled the cart slowly, Qin Mo and a few others sat slowly on the wooden cart, and it was all dark before they arrived at the entrance of the village where Qin Mo lived.

In fact, this old man's village is separated from Chishui Village, where Qin Mo lives, and the villages in this area are very poor, and although Chishui Village is not the farthest from the county road, there is no river in this village, there is no water, and survival and irrigation are problems, so the peasants have a particularly difficult life, and the difficult Cheng Dù is famous in this area.

And Yuanhe Village, where the old man lives, is closer to the county seat than Chishui Village, and probably because of the relationship between receiving Qin Mo dozens of dollars, dozens of dollars are a small amount of money for ordinary farmers, so he was extra kind and spent his time sending Qin Mo to the entrance of the village, but he was surprised because he knew that Qin Mo lived in Chishui Village.

Chishui Village, a poor place, where can anyone afford these things?

Across a few villages, the villagers will also know the situation of the neighboring villages, what is new in that village, and which people in that village are richer.

And Qin Mo didn't want to sue the old man too much, only said that the family used craftsmen, so his parents took the money to buy food with his sister and came back.

With such an explanation, the old man was relieved. also knew that the old man was separated by a few villages, and he was not very familiar with Chishui Village, so Qin Mo did not tell him which family he was, so as not to cause some unnecessary trouble.

The mule cart was pulled to the entrance of the village, Qin Mo didn't let the uncle send it anymore, it was already dark, whether it was to go to the market, to the city, or to plant crops in the fields, most of them returned to the house.

It had rained for two days before, and today's sun-dried road was half-dry, and there was only a small road into the village, and Qin Mo didn't plan to let the uncle send it again.

Unloaded all the things from the car, and then sent Xiangxiang to guard the side, there were too many things and the weight was too large, Qin Mo could only plan to carry the basket back and forth to his home.

The first trip was with flour on my back. The current body can only carry dozens of pounds of things at most.

When passing through the village road, Qin Mo, who was heavily weighted, was struggling, and when he looked up, he saw someone leaning against the door and looking towards this side, looking...

Yo, who did I say... A sharp yin and yang strange voice

It turned out to be the single-family at the end of the village, and it was the two lonely girls of the Qin family who didn't care, yo, where did I borrow the heart to carry the basket, and what was it so hard to carry it-!

The woman was in her thirties, wearing a long dress with big red flowers, her hair was combed high, and there was a big red flower pinned to the upper right, she looked very good, and her figure was also good, the thick cotton skirt outlined the whole plump figure with a convex and backward curve, holding a pu fan standing at the door and fanning leisurely, picking her teeth, and teasing Qin Mo.

Qin Mo didn't answer her, because he didn't bother to pay attention to her, and he didn't want to be noticeable because he bought these things.

This woman has an impression in her head, what is her name Chunhua, her surname is Zhou, the man is a farmer, he can go down to the field and go up the mountain, he has the strength, he also gives people bricks, and he can earn two dollars back just after going out, so compared to the village, life is more solid.

And this Chunhua daughter-in-law has a good man to support, and she looks good, she is known as the village flower, and she has an entangled relationship with several powerful men at the head of the village, and she thinks that her family is good and loves to make fun of others.

Qin Mo ignored her.

Qin Mo continued to bury her head and walk, there were all kinds of people in the village, where did she take care of it.

If you want to live a stable life for two days, you must learn to be low-key, unassuming, and idle.

Hearing a cold snort of yin and yang behind him, Qin Mo pretended not to hear it, buried his head and continued to move forward.

After a long time, I finally carried the flour home and put it next to the broken table corner in the middle of the room...

I carried the basket on my back and went on a second trip.

Sister, I'm protecting it well, so I don't let people rob it!

The second trip was to transport rice and meat, and Xiangxiang had been standing on the road at the head of the village and waiting, seeing Qin Mo coming, he lowered his head and grabbed the red cell on his calf that was bitten by flies and mosquitoes, and bent down to explain to Qin Mo.

And Qin Mo touched her head as a reward.

In fact, I know that why this thing has not been taken away now is not because Xiangxiang is well protected, but because there are no people at the entrance of the village now.

On the second trip, Qin Mo brought back rice, meat, and cloth.

Rice and meat are placed in a basket, while cloth is held in one's hands.

It was getting darker and darker, and it had just passed the rain, and the fields were all hot and humid on the road, and the laborers were resting in the house, so Qin Mo kept his head buried on the path, and no one came out to see it.

In the end, I brought back the rest of the things.

In the end, Qin Mo returned to the mud house with Xiangxiang and looked at the food in the house.

After sitting on the bed board, he wiped the dust on the bed board with his hand and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Turning his head, I saw the mushrooms that had been dried in the morning on the other bed, half of the bed, and I felt that I was finally not so worried about not having anything to eat.

At night, Qin Mo couldn't get up when he was tired of sitting on the bed, and finally sat down in the haystack.

I was tired, but my stomach was supportive, I ate a big bowl of noodles at noon, and I ate a steamed bun an hour on the way back.

The stomach is not hungry, and in the evening, Xiangxiang's stomach has always been upright. Qin Mo guessed that she was not hungry either.

No matter how Xiangxiang can eat, it is also a child, and what she eats today is similar to her, just a small belly, and it is terrible to burst.

Xiangxiang, my sister is too tired and doesn't want to cook dinner, are you hungry, my sister is hungry and go cook some wild vegetable soup, and there is still a steamed bun left, so you can eat-!

In fact, Qin Mo, who was tired and exhausted, just asked.

And Xiangxiang, who was standing not far in front of Qin Mo, turned her head and blinked with her big eyes in ignorance.

Sister, don't cook it, Xiangxiang is very full, her stomach is very full, since the time when her mother was there, Xiangxiang has never eaten enough, but this time, Xiangxiang is really full, my sister is really capable, more capable than my mother-!

And Qin Mo, who was so tired that he was paralyzed, could only smile weakly with his eyes half-open.

Although this home is not worried about food for the time being, it still needs a lot of things to really become a family.

This night, Qin Mo propped up the bed board that had been placed in the corner of the wall and was supported by two wooden shelves, moved it to the door, and covered the door.

Then at night, the cloth he bought was stretched out and spread on the hay, and Xiangxiang and Xiangxiang slept on the straw with the cloth.

However, there was no grass to prick people, and there were no raindrops splashing, unexpectedly, this was the best time Qin Mo slept in the past few nights.

The next morning, Qin Mo woke up and went out to find a carpenter to make the door and bed.

This time, she's going to fight a real shelf bed...