It took three days for the kimchi to be delivered, and Shen Yiyi didn't go back during this period, and the next day, Chen Xiang came.

Chen Zhuang was in charge of running back and forth in the mountain town, and he definitely couldn't stay by Shen Yiyi's side all day, thinking of Gu Zumo's explanation, Father Chen sent his daughter over.

Gu Zumo said that the three masters of the Chen family have kung fu, and Shen Yiyi saw that Chen Xiang was coming, and when she was idle, she asked her to teach herself.

Wu Haoran and Wu Xiaoyu were not idle, when Chen Xiang taught Shen Yiyi, the two of them followed the comparison on the side, and they looked quite like that.

Shen Yiyi has been eating soft food for the two children in the past few days, and she doesn't dare to give them meat, but bone broth and fish soup are available every day.

The two children have been hungry for too long, and if they make up too much, it will definitely hurt the stomach.

Shen Yiyi is a little bit and very patient, cooking porridge and soup for the two children first, and only then dare to let them eat rice and steamed buns.

Chen Xiang is not an inquiring person, although she wonders where these two children came from, she has never inquired a word.

She didn't inquire, and Shen Yiyi didn't bother to explain, anyway, the third brother's house was enough to live in, and the two side rooms were idle, one for Chen Xiang and one for the two children, everyone was getting along as good neighbors and roommates for the time being, what was there to explain.

Wu Haoran is eight years old, and Wu Xiaoyu is also six years old, so it stands to reason that they should be at the age of going to school.

When the school started in the second half of the year, Shen Yiyi planned to let him transfer to Shen Aimin's class in Shen's winter, so when he was free, he wanted to teach him the courses of the last semester.

It's just that there are no first-grade textbooks at home, and her third sister-in-law teaches junior high school, and all the textbooks at home are junior high school textbooks, and she didn't bring those textbooks.

"It's nothing to do today, but I'd like to go to the scrapyard and see if there are any primary school textbooks for the two of them." Of course, Shen Yiyi said this to Chen Xiang.

This Chen Xiang really listened to Gu Zumo's words, since he called, wherever she went, she would follow, and she would not leave an inch.

She had been to the scrap yard here with Gu Zumo before, and she didn't even think about valuable antiques, but there were a lot of books that had been eliminated.

After holding back in the courtyard for two days, Shen Yiyi also wanted to go out for a walk, so she went out and went straight to the direction of the scrap collection station.

Chen Xiang insisted on going with her at first, but later she said that the two children couldn't leave people for too long, so she didn't follow.

Wu Haoran: "......" Sister Yiyi talked about their brother and sister again, he is eight years old, and he is only a little younger than Sister Yiyi, why can't he be at home alone.

Wu Xiaoyu also looked at her brother in wonder, she didn't understand why her brother didn't say that they could be at home by themselves, when they lived with their grandfather before, weren't they at home by themselves.

Wu Haoran threw his sister a look that you don't understand, cough cough, in fact, he doesn't understand, it is estimated that Sister Yiyi doesn't want Chen Xiang to follow, and deliberately said this, then they have to cooperate well.

The scrap yard is located in the south of the city, which is quite far from their home.

Shen Yiyi walked for almost an hour before arriving at the scrap yard.

Because she had been here before, Shen Yiyi already had experience, said hello to the aunt who was guarding the door, and gave her two pieces of White Rabbit toffee, and went in smoothly.

The books Shen Yiyi needed to find were all piled up in the big warehouse, and the piles of broken things outside, most of them were broken copper, iron, broken wood, or something.