Jing Yuan stayed in the supermarket for another hour, and during this hour, he continued to use drawings to calm Xiao Yun'er's emotions and make her understand that although he was gone, he would come back.

He drew the sunrise and sunset of the sun, and promised to return to her with gifts after the sun had sunrise and risen twice.

Change the date, that is, the day after tomorrow, he will come again.

Xiao Yun'er didn't stop him again, but, when he left with the rice, Xiao Yun'er kept standing by the door, looking at his back.

Kyungwon could feel the sight, but he had to leave, the sun had already sunk a quarter above the horizon, and in less than four hours, it was getting dark.

He returned to 707, Building 3, Shili Sunshine to sort out the materials and clean up a lot of things, such as toothbrushes, towels, toiletries such as soap, kitchen knives, pots and bowls, as well as hangers, stainless steel pots, stewpots...

Things were so messy that he couldn't take them all, and there were some things he didn't need to bring.

In addition to books, he brought only two toothbrushes, four bars of soap, two bottles of shampoo and three dry towels.

But he found a very special gadget, he had seen it on the first day, it was the glass bottle the size of oral liquid, the wall of the bottle was pasted with a skull logo, which was left by the big brother.

He placed the little bottle in front of him, hesitating to take it with him.

The pitch-black goo in the bottle has derived several thick and thin filaments, which stick to the inner wall of the bottle like spider silk, looking like some kind of dangerous virus.

He gripped the bottle, and could even feel the unknown substance wriggling inside, as if it were alive.

He thought that there must be some reason for Big Brother Macho to carry around a thing that looked so dangerous, as a big living person, but it was not clear what this thing was.

Since the skull is attached, needless to say, it must be a dangerous item.

He thought about it and left the bottle at 707 and placed it on the coffee table.

If this thing really works, it will be good to come back and pick it up in the future, there is no need to take it away, in case you accidentally break the glass bottle, who knows what will happen.

He doesn't have any benefits in it, but takes many unknown risks.

After finishing it, he began to carry the rice, placing a bag in the basket of the bicycle, and the front bar tied a bag with hemp rope.

Rear seat... Well, it's a mountain bike, it doesn't have a rear seat, and it could have been a bag or two in a travel bag, but the bag was already full of books and there was no extra space.

On his first trip, he only brought two bags of rice.

Riding his bicycle and arriving at the Xiuhu Avenue gas station at 3:46, he carried everything onto the farm tricycle and emptied his travel bag at the same time.

There were three round-trips, the second carrying four bags of rice and the third carrying three bags.

On the third trip, there was still a little space left in the travel bag, so he went to the Sanwei Book House again and loaded a few books.

I would like to find some books related to professional knowledge, such as books related to auto repair and agriculture, but Sanwei Bookstore is a stationery store after all, and its customers are mainly high school students and junior high school students.

Almost no students will buy that kind of books to read, and the study on weekdays is very hard and tiring, who wants to find guilt for themselves in their spare time?

If you really want to say that you love to study, you won't read this kind of book that doesn't help with test scores.

The high school student in this world is very similar to his high school days, he is busy studying all day and has no time to take care of his hobbies.

It can be seen from the pile of old books that the most are exercise books, tutorial books and test papers, which account for about two-thirds of the total number of books, and the remaining one-third, half of which are famous books and half are magazines, either for questions or for leisure and entertainment.

Those exercises and tutorials didn't mean anything to Kyungwon, and he didn't take exams.

After taking some books of interest, he left an empty space and filled 10 notebooks, 10 water-based pens and 3 boxes of refills.

A good memory is not as good as a bad pen, and you can use a special account book to record the materials in the future.

Another thing is to write down the plan on paper in advance, such as writing down the deficiencies of the shelter and crossing out one for improvement.

Regarding the habits of mutated creatures, he was going to put together something like a bestiary.

The mutant python, the deformed goldfish monster at the gas station, and Xiao Yun'er, he had to write down all the details of his observations.

After doing research and summarizing, and then encountering mutated creatures of the same type, you can have a reference object.

At the same time, he intends to keep a regular diary, and if one day he unfortunately dies in the city, at least, there is a diary that can prove that he ever lived.

By the time he had moved all the rice to the farm triwheel, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon, and the clear sky had become a little overcast, and it seemed that it was going to rain again.

He hurriedly started the engine and drove the agricultural three-wheeler, carrying diesel, rice and books towards the southern suburbs villa area.

Not very lucky, it rained halfway through.

The rain was not heavy, but the path was a little muddy from the water, there was no shelter, and his upper body was wet.

He didn't care that he was getting caught in the rain, but those books and notebooks were finished when they were soaked in water, and they were already old and yellow, and some of them were moldy, and it would take at least twenty minutes to reach the room.

Soak in water for 20 minutes, even if the paper is not soaked, it will become crumpled, and the handwriting will not be clear.

He had to stop first, put all the books in his travel bag, straps his back, hunched his waist, and put the bag on his stomach, using his body to protect them from the rain.

The rain continued to flow, the air was cold and damp, and the muddy water was carried by the tires and splashed onto the body of the agricultural tricycle.

He prayed that the engine would not get water, and if the old three-wheeler broke, he would not find a place to warrant it.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the drizzling rain fell with the wind, hitting the puddles, rippling in circles.

The gate of the villa area finally appeared in front of him, and he vaguely saw the wooden stick he had planted in front of his new house yesterday, and his mood was a little uplifted.

Although this small two-story single-family building still looks desolate, this is his home.

He parked the farm tricycle in the garage, quickly opened the door of the house, and poured out all the books in his travel bag.

As soon as Xiaobai saw him come back, he circled around his feet.

Kyungwon didn't have time to mess around with it, so he took the dry firewood he had chopped down last night into the house, looked around, and found no furniture suitable for a brazier, so he went to the door, hollowed out the big flower pot full of mud, put it in the middle of the living room, and lit a fire.

Even if he used his body to keep out the rain, these books and notebooks were more or less soaked by the rain.

He was relieved to carry all the low stools in the room to the brazier and circle around, turn the pages and spread them out on the stools.

These books and notebooks have finally been saved, and their efforts have not been in vain.