Fang An counted the copper coins in the basket, the number was right, and he nodded to Fang Jing to indicate that it was okay, the money and goods were clear, and Fang Jing led the donkey cart to the cloth shop.

Fang Jing pulled two ordinary cotton and linen cloths in the cloth shop, bought a fitting dress for herself in the ready-to-wear store, and thought that in addition to making clothes and quilts for her little sister, she would send half a piece of cloth to the people in the village, so that she could also draw the hearts of the villagers closer. The clothes are 800 yuan, two pieces of cloth and five dollars, I feel okay, not too expensive, not very cheap.

led the donkey cart to the door of the shoe store, entered the store, and saw that the shelves were full of all kinds of shoes, fancy, ordinary, etc., thinking back to Xiaomei's little feet, Fang Jing chose two pairs of ordinary small cloth shoes with flowers for Xiaomei, 700 yuan, and also chose two pairs of gray and black ordinary cloth shoes for herself, 700 yuan. ran out of the store to take a look at Fang An's feet, and then ran back to the store to choose a pair of gray-black ordinary cloth shoes, three hundred and fifty yuan, which cost nearly two yuan.

After leaving the shoe store, he put his little sister's shoes and his own shoes in the donkey cart, and handed a pair of cloth shoes to Fang An.

"Uncle Shi, these are the shoes I bought for you, you can see if they fit."

"Why don't you buy me shoes, the money has to be spent, you don't have rice and noodles to eat at home." Fang An pushed the shoes that Fang Jing handed over.

"Uncle Shi, you worked hard to follow me out to sell leopards, and it is right to buy you a pair of shoes." Fang Jing put the shoes in Fang An's hand and said.

Fang Anxin was relieved, tears in his eyes, everyone in the village was living a hard life, and no one would buy shoes or clothes, tearing a few feet of cloth to make clothes, and rotten cloth heads to make cloth shoes, this is the situation of the Zhuang family, this will Fang Jing bought him a pair of shoes, and his heart is very sour.

"Xiao An, just take it, this little brother is also a lover, don't chill his heart." Uncle Yu looked at this from the side and persuaded Fang An.

"Thank you, Jing Wazi." Fang An took the cloth shoes and hid them in his arms.

The donkey cart continued to the grain store, and when Fang Jing entered the store, he asked the guy what grain he had.

"Man, what kind of food are you selling here, and what is the price?"

"Polished rice has always been five coins and one stone, rice has always been one money and one stone, coarse noodles have always been six coins and one stone, fine noodles have two runs through two coins and one stone, millet has nine coins and one stone, which kind of brother wants? How much? The guy looked at Fang Jing and asked.

"Bring me one stone of rice, one stone of coarse noodles, and one stone of millet." Fang Jing thought for a moment and gave a reasonable data reply to the buddy.

"Okay, what do you use to pack food, dare to ask this little brother? If not, the shop provides cloth bags for a fee. The grain store guy looked at the little brother in front of him and had nothing to load grain, and he hit the business mind again.

"I didn't bring a cloth bag, you can get a few good cloth bags, don't be easy to break, I will trouble you when the food is spilled." Fang Jing said speechlessly to the guy in the grain store.

"Little brother, don't worry, it's all fine, if it's broken, you can just come back to me." The guy was talking and measuring the food, while the other guy helped hold the bag.

After a long while, the guy from the grain store finished weighing, and Fang An watched from the side and nodded at Fang Jing. The man walked to the door of the store with the grain bag and put the grain on the little donkey cart, a total of three bags of grain, and the small cart creaked.

Fang Jing settled the money to buy grain, led the donkey cart to the shop that sold salt, entered the store, looked at the barrels full of coarse-grained salt, and fantasized about buying more salt and going back to make salted meat, there were some barrels on the side that were fine salt, but they didn't feel how fine, compared to the salt in the previous life, they could only be a scum.

Asked the guy about the price of salt, the guy looked at the little brother who came in and asked the price, and came to buy salt empty-handed, and he still saw it for the first time.

"Coarse salt is two and seven dollars per catty, and fine salt is six and three dollars per catty. What kind of brother do you want? ”

Fang Jing looked at the guy, thinking that there was nothing to put salt, so he told the guy to wait a while, turned around and went out to the grocery store on the side.

Fang Jing actually wanted to buy some needlework, food or something, went into the grocery store, and asked the guy how much a needlework scissors and a jar of frosting cost.

"It's always a penny." The man replied.

Fang Jing looked at the money, carried the things and put them on the donkey cart, and ran to the blacksmith shop not far away, and saw an iron pot in the blacksmith shop, saying that it was an iron pot, but it was actually quite thick, an iron pot made of pig iron; Fang Jing thought about buying an iron pot and going back to stir-fry and eat, it would be delicious.

Fang Jing pointed to the iron pot and a kitchen knife, and asked the price. The shopkeeper of the blacksmith shop said that there were five and two coins, no way, Fang Jing is also the kind of person who doesn't like to bargain, so he can only make up his mind to buy these two pieces of ironware, and he also requires the shopkeeper to have an iron pot lid, wood and bamboo, fortunately, the blacksmith shop is matched, Fang Jing asked the shopkeeper to bring something to the door of the salt shop, paid the money, and the shopkeeper of the blacksmith shop happily went back with the copper coin.

Fang Jing walked into the salt shop with the iron pot, pointed to the iron pot and said to the salt shop guy.

"Bring three catties of coarse salt and pour it into the iron pot."

The guy looked at the iron pot and nodded, measured three catties of coarse salt and poured it into the iron pot.

"Two more buckets of sauce." Fang Jing pointed to the clay jar on the side, and saw that there was a bamboo bucket on the side.

"How much is it?" Fang Jing asked the guy generously.

"A total of six dollars and one penny." The guy calculated the accounts quite quickly, listening to Fang Jing's question, he quickly responded.

Fang Jing paid the money and put everything on the donkey cart, and the iron pot was placed in the depression of the three bags of grain, afraid that the salt would be spilled, thinking that it would be safer to get some ropes to tie it up later.

Fang Jing looked at the copper coins in the basket that were less than two-thirds less, almost only three times left, thinking that this money was really not spent, the things were almost the same, mainly food and salt, the others could only be regarded as secondary, and the things were all together, shouting that Fang An was ready to go home.

Led the donkey cart to the entrance of the town, when he was about to reach the entrance of the town, Uncle Yu was about to go home, Fang Jing and Fang An thanked Uncle Yu for staying overnight and helping, and after thanking him, Uncle Yu also walked home. Fang Jing continued to hold the donkey rope, Fang An pressed the donkey cart behind, and slowly walked towards Fangjia Village.

The sun is in the sky, the same road, the same people, but the difference is the mood, Fang Jing walked on the road back to the village, really wanted to shout, happy in his heart, fantasized about cooking a bowl of rice and stir-frying rabbit meat when he got home, how delicious it was.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the donkey cart came to the big banyan tree at the entrance of the village, and some women under the big banyan tree took the baby to sit and rub the hemp and weave silk to enjoy the coolness.

"Brother, brother." The little sister called out to Fang Jing.

"Little sister, little sister, brother is here, run slowly, don't fall." Fang Jing looked at the little sister who trotted over and reminded.

"Little sister, let's go home first, and my brother will make you something to eat later." Fang Jing watched her little sister run over and hug herself and not let go.

"Brother, I want to drink gruel, and I want to eat rabbit meat." Fang Yuan hugged Fang Jing's hand and said, it's not that Fang Jing heard it wrong, it's true, her little sister said that she wanted to drink gruel, maybe this gruel is the sweetest rice Fang Yuan has ever tasted, Fang Jing felt uncomfortable, but she didn't want to show anything.

Fang Jing led the donkey rope and walked home slowly, the little sister and the dog baby followed behind the donkey cart, Fang An pushed the donkey cart behind, the way home was uphill, and the donkey needed some strength to climb up.

Finally returned to the open space at home, Fang Jing walked to the donkey cart and went to the main house with the iron pot, put the iron pot in the corner of the house, and returned to the donkey cart to carry the basket to the house.

"Uncle Shi, come to my place for dinner in a while, I'll cook some rice and make rabbit meat, and call the family." Fang Jing saw that Fang An was about to lead the donkey cart home, and he must have done his best to use other people's donkeys and carts, and had not yet fed the donkeys, so he was a little embarrassed, and inviting someone to dinner was just a thank you.

"Okay, I'll go home and have a look." Fang An answered the road and led the donkey cart home.

The people in the village are all miserable, there is no food, and if they can drink a bowl of gruel, they are considered rich. Like Fang Jing used to help the village family, give bowls of gruel to eat, and often starve.

Fang Jing returned to the main house, took out the frosting jar, handed it to Fang Yuan, and asked Fang Yuan to take a bamboo stick and get some food.

"Little sister, this is called frosting, you dig something with a bamboo stick to eat, it's very sweet." Fang Jing had never eaten frosting, so she could only tell her little sister how to eat it.

Fang Yuan held the frosting jar, opened the lid, took the chopsticks and dug a little, and put it in his mouth.

"Brother, brother, it's so sweet, brother, you eat." The little sister ate the frosting, and dug some and handed it to Fang Jing's mouth to ask Fang Jing to eat, Fang Jing also ate a little, she didn't think it was so sweet, Fang Jing was a person who had eaten peanut candy and cow candy, how could she be sweetened by the sweetness of this frosting.

"Little sister, come, these two pairs of small flower shoes were bought for you, can you wear them to see if they fit?" Fang Jing took out two pairs of small flower cloth shoes and gave them to the little sister.

"Brother, did you buy me shoes? It's so beautiful. The little sister put down the frosting jar and picked up the little flower cloth shoes to put them on.

"Little sister, wait a minute, I'll go get you some water and wash your feet before trying." Fang Jing looked at her little sister's little feet, and she couldn't see her original skin color when she was dirty.

Fang Jing entered the stove room, carried a wooden bucket to the edge of the ditch to fetch half a bucket of water, returned to the open space of the main house, and moved a big stone over, just like sitting and washing his feet.

"Little sister, come, sit on this stone, put your feet in the bucket, and my brother will help you wash it." Fang Jing hurriedly called Fang Yuan to come over to wash his feet, and the little sister ran over with two pairs of small flower cloth shoes, sat quietly on the stone, listened to her brother's arrangement, put her feet into the wooden barrel, and let her brother rub her little feet, tears falling down.

"Little sister, what's wrong, why are you still crying, it's not good-looking when you cry, my little sister is the cutest and best-looking." Fang Jing watched her little sister's tears fall down, and was busy comforting her little sister not to cry, and the dog baby on the side looked at the two pairs of flower cloth shoes in Fang Yuan's arms and her eyes were also very hot.

"Brother, it's been a long time since I've had anyone wash my feet, and when my mother is there, I wash my feet every day, and I miss my mother." The little sister choked with tears, Fang Jing couldn't understand this state, but thinking about how old this little doll is, this mother passed away a few years ago, I don't know how this little baby can remember her mother, maybe it is really stored in the depths of memory, maybe it is because of the suffering of these years that the little girl is very attached to the time when her mother was alive before.

Fang Jing listened to Fang Yuan's words, her heart was cold, her nose was sour, she didn't know how to comfort her little sister, thinking that the mother of the body in this life should be a very good mother, and she also remembered her parents in her previous life, and she didn't know how her parents were doing in her previous life.

"Brother, I won't cry, and my brother won't cry either." The little sister comforted Fang Jing in turn, Fang Jing also looked at Fang Yuan with a distressed face, thinking in her heart, the past life is far away, cherish this life, in the future, Xiaotuanzi will be her own sister, and her mother in this life will be her mother.

"Well, my brother doesn't cry, my brother not only bought shoes for my little sister, but also pulled the cloth, and when the time comes, I will ask the dog baby mother to help make a few clothes for my little sister, so that my little sister can change into beautiful clothes and shoes, and she can also play with the friends in the village." Fang Jing looked forward to the appearance of her little sister wearing new clothes and shoes, and whispered to comfort Fang Yuan, hoping that her little sister would be happier.