Later, Mu Xiaocao was forced to get married, and she didn't think about resisting or anything, anyway, she didn't marry whoever she married, and after marrying into the Li family, she was quite resigned to her fate.

Although he was beaten and scolded in the Li family, he worked all day, but he could still eat a full meal, unlike in the Mu family, where he couldn't even eat enough...... Comparing the two, Mu Xiaocao felt that his life in the Li family was not bad......

Phew, Mu Xiaocao raised her hand and slapped her face, she disliked Mu Xiu for failing her father and mother in her previous life, she was not the same, the Li family didn't like her to go back to her parents' house, so after she got married, she couldn't come back twice a year...... What qualifications does she have to go to the Strange Wood Show!

"Mother, what's wrong with you?" Li Pandi and Mu Xiaocao were lying in a quilt, and she asked a little strangely when she saw Mu Xiaocao's behavior.

"There are mosquitoes." Mu Xiaocao replied in a muffled voice.

"Mosquitoes? Mother, there are still mosquitoes on this day? "Li Pandi is even more strange.

"Yes, let's go to sleep!" Mu Xiaocao stretched out his hand, hugged Li Pandi, gently touched her head, and then patted her back again and again.

Li Pandi was a little flattered, she began to stiffen, and then slowly stretched out and pressed her face tightly to Mu Xiaocao's chest.

Mu Xiaocao hugged Li Pandi sourly in her heart, she also cared too much about her son in her previous life, and since her son was born, she did not have a good attitude towards her daughter...... Thankfully, she still has a chance to make amends.

Maybe they were too tired from walking during the day, and the mother and daughter soon fell asleep.

And Zhou Shuilian and Mu Shui were tossing and turning in bed, and they didn't sleep well all night, and when it was almost dawn, Mu Shui simply got up and picked up the hoe and went to the field to take a look, Zhou Shuilian was holding Mu Xiaohua, looking at Mu Xiaocao's mother and daughter who were sleeping fragrantly, and wiped her tears with the back of her hand.

There was movement outside, Mu Xiu got up and started cooking, and when the meal was ready, Mu Xiaocao and Li Pandi were also woken up by Zhou Shuilian.

"This cake tastes really good." Mu Xiaocao took a bite of the cake, looking at Li Pandi, who was also eating Zhengxiang, she couldn't help but take the initiative to praise, Mu Xiaocao recalled last night, and her hostility towards Mu Xiu was slightly less.

"Xiu's craftsmanship is good now, you can taste this bamboo shoot, it is also made by Xiu!" Zhou Shuilian handed over the sour bamboo shoots made by Mu Xiu.

Mu Xiaocao took a sip in disbelief, and immediately her eyes lit up, and when she was about to ask, Mu Shui's voice came from the door.

"Shuilian, Da Hei came to me today, saying that a relative of his, who had built a new house in the county seat, wanted to find someone to make some furniture, and he introduced me to do it, take care of the food, and pay me five cents a day." Mu Shui came back from the field, wiped his sweat, and said excitedly to Zhou Shuilian.

"That's a good thing, how many days are you going to go?" Zhou Shuilian suddenly looked happy.

"It's not much work, just some simple furniture, and it's almost the same in ten days." Mu Shui's face was also full of joy.

"Okay, then you can go, there's nothing going on at home now, I'll go pack your luggage for you." Zhou Shuilian put down the cake she was eating, rubbed her hands together, and went into the house.

"Dad, you can rest assured, I will take care of the farm work in the field." Mu Xiaocao was also very happy, after all, this was a matter of making money.

"Dad, I want to go to the county too." Mu Xiu suddenly spoke.

"What are you going to do? All you need is carpentry. Mu Shui explained to Mu Xiu.

"That's it, Dad is there to do things, not to go to the market, can you not make trouble." Mu Xiaocao looked at Mu Xiu being so sticky to Mu Shui, and couldn't help but teach her a lesson.

"Dad, you see that I have made so many pickles, I want to take them to see if I can sell them, and then look at what the county is doing to make money now, the news in the village is too closed, I don't know anything, and there is nothing salt at home, so I have to buy some." Mu Xiu made up his mind that he must go to the county seat.

"Can this still be sold for money? Will the city folks buy this? Mu Shui looked skeptical.

"You're a little girl, and you still want to make money?" Mu Xiaocao was also full of disbelief.

"People in the city like to eat rare things, you ask my mother, I make so much money, don't I earn it by cooking in the hospital." Mu Xiu replied.

Mu Shui didn't have any luggage to pack, so Zhou Shuilian brought him a change of clothes, and as soon as she walked out of the house, she heard Mu Xiu's question.

"Yes, if it weren't for Xiu, how could I still have the money to pay off the debt after treating Xiaocao." Zhou Shuilian nodded.

Mu Shui and Mu Xiaocao were silent at the same time, Mu Xiu was right, if it wasn't for their own experience, they wouldn't believe that cooking for people could make money like this.

Although Mu Xiaocao lived an extra life, after all, she was just a rural woman in her previous life, she only knew how to work hard, and she didn't know much about the outside world, and she died in 1999, her thoughts and vision could only be limited to this time, even if she was reborn, she only had a tough personality, but her knowledge was still far from enough.

"Okay, I'll go to the county seat early tomorrow morning, Xiu will go with me, tomorrow is a trial work, if people can see my craftsmanship, I'll send you back that night, and I'll go back in the morning." Mu Shui thought about it before agreeing to Mu Xiu.

"Great, then I'll go and get ready." Mu Xiu's heart was very excited, she could finally find a reason to improve the food at home in a bright way......

Early the next morning, Mu Shui held the jar, Mu Xiu carried the bamboo basket, and the two got on the bus to the county seat together.

After swaying for more than an hour, I finally arrived at the county seat.

Zhenping County is not very big, Mu Shui has been here several times, and he knows a few streets.

"Dad, go quickly, otherwise it will be late in a while, and when it gets dark, I will wait for you here at the station." Mu Xiu turned the jar in Mu Shui's arms and urged.

"You pay attention to safety, don't go with people casually, you must wait for me here in the evening before the last train departs, do you understand?" Mu Shui asked uneasily.

"I see." Mu Xiu waved his hand and went to war with Mu Shui.

Last night, Mu Xiu unpacked the pickles of later generations according to the classification, and each of them was a small can, and today he brought it to Sun Xingfu, who opened a pickle shop, to taste.

She took the address left by Sun Xingfu and asked all the way, and sure enough, not far away, a 30-square-meter shop, with a one-person high jar in front of the door, which read, Sun's pickles.

Inside the shop, there are seven or eight large black jars, each with the name of the pickle on it. Sun Xingfu and a woman about forty years old were in the store, and Sun Xingfu took a chicken feather blanket and bounced away the floating ash on the jar.

After October 1979, not only did the division of responsible fields begin, but some people were also allowed to do business, but many daily necessities and commonly used things still had to be purchased at designated places with food stamps and cloth stamps.