A hearty meal.

The soup in the dish was cleaned up by two people who could eat it, and the fragrant little belly stood up, like a soup can, this villain, a good guy, small but very edible, ate most of the plate of tofu, a few preserved egg cloves, and a small half of beef.

I also ate a bowl and a half of rice, and I don't know how to hold that little belly.

Belch. Belch. As soon as I got off the table, the whole person was burping.

After the meal is over, the table is full of messes.

Soups, leftovers, scraps, splashes were all over the table.

When he got off the table, he also put the peanuts on the plate at the beginning into the pockets of his cloth clothes.

Seeing this, Qin Mo asked Xiangxiang strangely, haven't you eaten yet-!?

And Xiangxiang pouted, sullen, grabbed peanuts with her little hand and stuffed them into her pocket, and said with a glance.

I ate something good, but I want to decorate my feelings...

When Qin Mo heard this, his face suddenly froze a little, and he paused, wanting to say something, but he wanted to say something.

The child's world is too simple and innocent, and she doesn't want to destroy it.

It's just that Xiangxiang doesn't know that according to her temperament, she may not like what Xiangxiang brings her.

But, why think so much now, today I am finally full, I am really full, Qin Mo couldn't help but stretch at the table.

After a busy morning and a noon, I finally had a full meal now, and the sun had set in the west.

The things to be sold in the county have been sold, and now I can finally pack my things and get ready to go home.

But before going home, Qin Mo went to the market again and bought some rice at the rice store, and added flour, salt, and vinegar.

I hadn't bought vinegar before, so I thought it was redundant, but now I feel that since I have money to spare, I want to buy more.

After buying rice and flour and salt, passing by the cloth village, Qin Mo saw the cloth inside, including brightly colored silk and cotton cloth placed outside.

Families with peasant women can reel silk and weave brocade by themselves, and they have spinning wheels at home, but a family like Qin Mo has a famine as soon as they pass through the whole land, not to mention the Qin family, even if it is a big family, they must not be able to raise silkworms, and Qin Mo doesn't know how to use any spinning wheels, let alone reel silk, so he can only go to the store to buy cloth.

It's just that Qin Mo lingered at the door of the store for a while, looking at the fabric inside and wanting to go in, but finally hesitated.

I finally worked hard for almost a week to earn this money, I originally came to repair a new house, and I have used up a lot of rice and noodles just now.

Went a few hundred dollars again.

Now I only have 4,000 yuan in my hand, about four taels of silver, and if I use a few hundred dollars to buy cloth, I think this money will be even less.

So, after thinking about it, it's better to save money first. Squeeze.

If you save the money to repair the house, it doesn't matter if you spend a lot of money.

Originally, I also wanted to buy some more meat, but when I thought that I had eaten a full meal at noon, I saved money for meat during this time and stopped eating it for the time being.

It is still serious to think more about how to earn enough money to repair the house.

Four taels more, four taels more, just a small part, there is too much difference.

After buying these things, the sun is already setting.

Uncle Liu has been sitting in the teahouse, with some of the old men. Drink tea and listen to books.

This day is naturally much more leisurely than Qin Mo, who is sleeping in the open air...

The storyteller kicked in the teahouse, holding the board, and behaved in a hurry. It's very charming.

tells the story of Liu Yunniang meeting Chen Shusheng, the daughter of the government who loves the poor and talented.

But the young and old in the teahouse just love to listen.

When Uncle Liu was about to leave at the end, he had a reluctant expression on his face.

But, anyway, this time, always has to go.

Chishui Village is far away, the sun has already set, and it will be completely dark if you don't walk home at this time.

On the way, Qin Mo gave Uncle Liu more than ten dollars, as the fare for today's come, Uncle Liu happily held it with both hands.

Three people, a big back basket, a few cloth bags in the back basket, I can't see what it contains.

Pressing on the bottom is money, although Uncle Liu wants to see Qin Mo carry those things in the morning, and when he goes back in the evening, what is in the cloth bag, but he can't see through it through a layer of cloth.

In the end, I can only dismiss my thoughts...

Walk. Walk.... The whip struck the ox's buttocks, and the cart shook again.

The cows are well fed and their steps are steady.

Three people, blowing the evening breeze, slowly turned all the way home.

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Uncle Liu. You're back.!

The ox cart was fast, and it took two hours to arrive, and when they reached the entrance of the village, they heard a leisurely cry of the oxen in the field.

In fact, after the drought, there were few families in the village with cattle, and at the beginning, for the famine, every household sold all the valuable things that could be exchanged for money, and then bought food to survive the hunger.

The disaster is not only in Chishui Village, but also in the large and small villages along the river in a radius of hundreds of miles.

Therefore, the imperial court ordered the state capital to open a warehouse for disaster relief and grain relief.

And the state capital only sent down some moldy and rotten grain that no one ates.

And after the last heavy rain, the disaster in the entire area has been alleviated, and the weather is gradually cooling, so Qin Mo took this time.

The cattle in this village were all rented by the village chief from a squire in the next village. Chishui Village is a large village, divided into the head of the village, the middle of the village, and hundreds of households at the end of the village.

It's a lot of people who say less.

Now there are still cattle in their hands, only those few well-off surnames, and the rest of the cattle are borrowed from the village, and the village is borrowed from the squire because of the friendship of the village chief.

So, it seems that there are still a few cows in the village, but in fact, there are not many.

Oh, yes. It's back.

The greeting was the second sister-in-law of the Liu family in the village, who was kind and kind, and Qin Mo searched for the information from his head.

It's just that she didn't talk to Qin Mo, thinking that Qin Mo was a child.

Holding a pot of something, she inserted it in front of the ox cart, the hut she went to just now was the pigsty set up by her family next to the courtyard, Qin Mo knew it.

It may have been just after feeding the pigs passing by and saying hello.

Second sister-in-law, your two piglets are said to grow better than other pigs in the village!

Uncle Liu was happy when he saw his second sister-in-law talking to him again, his old eyes narrowed into a slit, his eyes flashed, and the second sister-in-law was young.

And this Uncle Liu is a little romantic in middle age...

As soon as the sister-in-law heard Uncle Liu's words, this tone was a bit ridiculous, and as a woman, her face turned red all of a sudden.

He turned his head sideways, and moved away from the ox cart.

The uncle joked about the second sister-in-law, the second sister-in-law is young and careless, how dare she say this in front of other seniors in the village, although the second sister-in-law is young, she is not so frivolous and ignorant.

Saying that, Liu's second sister-in-law also seemed to feel a little happy, the corners of her lips hooked, but she didn't say anything else, holding the pig food basin, dragging her thick waist, and went to the other road.

Seeing that the old man couldn't get accosted, he just shut up, lowered his head and drove, and in a moment, the ox cart had already arrived in the village.

After a distance, we arrived at the end of the village where Qin Mo lived.