Ling Mo came out of Zuixianglou and casually found a stall to eat a bowl of small wontons, the reason why she didn't eat in Zuixianglou was because it was embarrassing, after all, the young owner was behind, and she was embarrassed to consume.

After eating, Ling Mo came to the pharmacy and bought two boxes of condensation, it hurt so much, it cost one hundred and twenty taels at once, and it was still the most expensive to see a doctor in ancient times.

The shopkeeper of the pharmacy saw that Ling Mo bought two boxes of skin lotion at once, but he was very surprised, but he didn't expect this girl to be dressed very well, but she was quite generous in buying medicine.

Ling Mo: Generous fart, I'm dying of pain.

But when I thought of Xiao Zheng's handsome face if it was disfigured, tsk, it's a pity, how could a beautiful young man die on money, it would be a real sin.

Ling Mo came to the market again, and it was very lively and bustling along the way, full of people, and the town was also very prosperous.

When Ling Mo came to the calligraphy and painting shop where she bought books last time, the environment here was relatively quiet, and there were mostly scholars wearing long shirts here.

The shops are also full of calligraphy and painting brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, antiques, and other things that look elegant, just like a modern small bookstore.

There is a counter at the door of the shop, and the shopkeeper of the bookstore is fiddling with the abacus, as if most of the ancient store layouts are like this.

Ling Mo looked at this bookstore lightly, the overall area of the bookstore is not too large, and the furniture is a little old, but it is okay to clean up, and there are several scholars standing in the bookstore who are holding books and opening them, sometimes discussing a few words in a whisper.

Ling Mo bought more than a dozen blank books, gave two taels of silver, put them in the old cloth before, and took them out of the door.

Ling Mo came to the market again, filled with daily necessities, rice noodles and spices, and bought pork ribs, pork, chicken, and some snacks.

Add money and let the people from the grain store send Uncle Wang's ox cart, and he took some odds and ends to the place where Uncle Wang drove the car, and the people from the grain store sent the rice and noodles to the ox cart and left.

"Xiaomo, buy so many things." Uncle Wang looked at so many things and asked, where is the money for this kid Xiaomo?

"I picked some medicinal herbs from the mountains, and these medicinal herbs sold well, so I exchanged them for some money." Ling Mo casually made an excuse.

"Yo, Xiao Mo is really powerful, and she still knows medicinal herbs." Uncle Wang said with a smile while catching the car.

"Hehe, my dad used to teach me to know two, and I happened to meet them, and I was lucky." Ling Mo took it out casually, and her cheap father who died early blocked the knife.

In an hour or so, Ling Mo arrived outside the village.

"Uncle Wang also bothered you to help me send it to the mountain, and I will buy you wine and drink with this little silver." Ling Mo took out a tael of silver and stuffed it to Uncle Wang, and told him not to make a noise.

"Xiaomo, what are you doing here, I can't ask for so much silver." Uncle Wang hurriedly refused.

"Uncle Wang, when I want to trouble you in the future, there will be more, if you don't accept it, then I won't trouble you in the future." Ling Mo forcibly stuffed the silver into his hand, Uncle Wang didn't refuse, since this is the case, their family will help Xiaomo more in the future.

Uncle Wang sent the things to the house, and Ling Mo took out a piece of meat and a bag of snacks.

"Uncle Wang, take this back to Sister Xing."

"Xiaomo, how can I ask you for anything if I can't do it?" Uncle Wang still refused.

"Uncle Wang, I haven't seen Aunt Wang and Sister Xing for a long time, this is a little heart, if you don't want me, I will be sad." Ling Mo lowered her face and made a sad look, Aunt Wang's family helped her a lot in the past, but now she is a little better, and she will naturally return.

"Okay, you girl." Uncle Wang smiled helplessly.

Ling Mo said goodbye to Uncle Wang before going home.

"Xiao Zheng?" Ling Mo shouted.

"I'm back." Xiao Zheng came out of the kitchen, just now he saw Ling Mo and an unknown person through the window, he turned around and walked into the kitchen, and subconsciously neither of them wanted to expose Xiao Zheng's existence.

This kind of thing is good to say and not to hear, it is better not to say it, save a little trouble, and Ling Mo is too lazy to explain.

"Well, it's not early, I'm going to cook and celebrate our hard work in the past few days." Ling Mo washed his hands, and Xiao Zheng lit the fire.

Ling Mo cooked, fried a braised pork ribs, a pork roasted mushroom, made a spicy chicken, a mushroom stewed chicken soup, and made rice noodles.

At night, the moon illuminated the whole earth, Ling Mo sat outside and watched the moon in a daze, and Xiao Zheng also sat aside.

The same earth, the same moon, the difference is time and space, this is a time and space that does not exist, everything is unfamiliar, this feeling is really not good.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Zheng sat next to Ling Mo and asked casually, she seemed to like to be in a daze.

"I'm thinking about things." Ling Mo held her cheeks, staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky, and did not look back at him.

"What do you want?" Xiao Zheng frowned slightly, revealing a puzzled expression.

She always seems to like to be in a daze on weekdays, could it be that the early death of her parents has left a shadow in her heart? It may be that it is indeed very difficult for such a young child to live alone.

"Think of the past, the present and the future." Ling Mo stared at the stars in the distant sky, as if he was looking elsewhere through it.

"Did you think of anything?" Xiao Zheng looked at her, and felt distressed in his heart.

"I thought about it a lot, but I didn't seem to think of anything, and in the end it seemed like I was just asking for trouble, but I still couldn't help but think about it." Ling Mo sighed secretly.

"Then why bother?" Xiao Zheng looked at Ling Mo and found that there was a lonely look on her face.

"I still don't feel like I belong, I feel like I don't fit in with the world." Ling Mo still can't let it go, if she is given a mobile phone, maybe there will not be such a big deal, she feels that if she has a mobile phone every day to brush Kuaishou, read novels, and surf the Internet, it makes no difference in ancient or modern times.

"Really?" In fact, Xiao Zheng sometimes has such thoughts.

"Hmm." Ling Mo is still thinking about the mobile phone, if she is given a mobile phone to surf the Internet, she can really survive until she is old in ancient times, I believe that everyone here may also have this idea.

"Aha~ Let's go, let's go back to sleep." Ling Mo. He yawned and said, if there are two more important things in the world, it is playing with the phone and sleeping, and now there is no mobile phone to play, so I can only do another thing.

"Sleep ......"

The ancient night was still as dark as ever, and Ling Mo was still very unaccustomed to such a dark night in the dark night.

In the dark night, except for the lights of thousands of homes, the world is dark.

Late at night, when almost everyone had slept, they were all in the dark.

This is the ancient night, there is no night life in the night, maybe there are some people who have a high night and a high wind, taking advantage of the night to do something special.

For Ling Mo, he can only sleep at night, after all, this society is underdeveloped. What can't you do in such a rural area at night? So after dark, I nest in the bed to tell stories, sleep without being in a daze, and there is no fun for night owls at all.