It rained for half a month, and when it came in the morning, it was still drizzling, and the sun actually appeared in the sky when it went back, and even the road was dried out a little.

Xie Zhaodi clearly remembered that it had been raining in her previous life, could it be that her memory was skewed.

It stands to reason that it shouldn't.

But after all, so many years have passed, and it is understandable that there are deviations, Xie Zhaodi didn't think much about it.

She carried flour and walked on the mountain path, and soon arrived at the West Thirty Mile Store.

The West Thirty Miles Store is sparsely populated, although it is a village, but there are not a few families within a radius of several miles, and there are continuous mountains everywhere.

Because of the sparse population, a stone temple with blue bricks and black tiles is at the foot of the mountain, which looks particularly conspicuous.

It's really a great place to do business.

It is close to the town, and although it is not accessible by car, the road from the town to the village is wide, and the horse-drawn carts and ox-carts can move smoothly on this road.

It's also easy to bring in goods that you want to ship in.

The most important thing is that it is not too noticeable because it is not too crowded.

After figuring out the location of the old temple, Xie Zhaodi didn't take a closer look, so she went home directly.

She sneezed seven or eight times along the way, and she guessed that it might be Xie Tieluo and Niu Feng who opened the door and opened the door of those sweet potatoes and rotten pumpkins she sent, and both scolded her, hahaha.

Some grains are good to send to them, but they don't know what to do, they don't have to be so angry at all, because the hard days are still to come!

Back in the village, Xie Zhaodi still went to pick up Yuanyuan first as usual.

Seeing Xie Zhaodi, Aunt Wang's attitude was obviously much warmer than before, she washed all the dishes that Xie Zhaodi had brought over in the past few days, and also packed a big bowl of moldy tofu for Xie Zhaodi, asking her to take it back and eat it.

"Zhao Di, the large intestine you made yesterday is so delicious, I won't tell you, our family has never opened meat since the end of the New Year, and the bowl of large intestine you brought over has relieved our family's appetite.

I don't have anything to repay you, I made some moldy tofu at home, you can take it back to eat fresh, but don't dislike it! ”

"How can you dislike it!" Xie Zhaodi smiled and glanced at the moldy tofu in the bowl.

This thing is not used to being eaten by outsiders, it is their local specialty, and she just took this bite: "Auntie's cooking looks delicious, thank you aunt, I will bring you the large intestine next time." ”

"That's unacceptable, although the large intestine is cheaper than meat, it costs a few cents a pound, how can I ask you to break the bank every day, you bring it again, I really have nothing to give, how can this old face be hanging." Aunt Wang shook her head again and again, the large intestine is indeed delicious, but she can't be insatiable if it's delicious.

Whose money is blown by the wind? Besides, Xie Zhaodi is still a ...... Although Aunt Wang was prevaricating and thinking of Xie Zhaodi's large intestine, she still swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily.

That thing, Xie Zhaodi's cooking is better than meat.

Xie Zhaodi could only smile when she heard Aunt Wang'er's words:

"It's all neighbors, and it's okay to help each other, aren't you still helping me take care of Yuanyuan these days, I don't know how to thank you!"

"There's nothing to thank for by the way, but, speaking of children, I may not be able to show you tomorrow, I've been idle for many days, and I've seen the weather get clearer.

Tomorrow you will definitely have to work in the fields, and if you go to deliver food tomorrow, you will have to take the child to the town. ”

"Okay, it's okay, Aunt Wang, it's easy to walk when the weather is clear, I'll take Yuanyuan with me, then I'll go back, you're busy with you."

After chatting with Aunt Wang, Xie Zhaodi held moldy tofu in her left hand and Yuanyuan in her right hand, and went home to cook.

After cooking the rice, stir-fried a green vegetable, and then stir-fried the remaining large intestine from yesterday, Xie Zhaodi came back early today, she cooked the meal, and Cheng Jingshen has not come back yet.

Thinking of the silent writing homework that Cheng Jingshen assigned to her and Yuanyuan yesterday, Xie Zhaodi called Yuanyuan to the courtyard, took the charcoal taken out of the stove hole, and practiced calligraphy on the big stone slab outside.

There is paper and pen at home, but the pen and paper writing are boring, and the children will feel bored, so they will write and draw on the big stone slab with charcoal, and Yuanyuan is very happy.

The child was only three years old, Xie Zhaodi squatted and taught for a long time, and only taught her to write one word, person.

Despite this, Xie Zhaodi is still very happy in her heart, Cheng Jingshen didn't remember it for a long time yesterday, she taught Yuanyuan to remember at least one, which made Xie Zhaodi feel a little bit of satisfaction in her heart.

She can also contribute to her daughter's growth.

What made her happiest was that when Yuanyuan learned to write the word 'person', Xie Zhaodi was surprised to find that a golden 'diligence value +1' appeared in her mind.

Xie Zhaodi was a little proud.

{Hey, system, you're not saying I can only do manual work, you can see just now, I can also earn hard work through my brain, okay!} }

System: [.........]

[It's sloppy, the main disadvantages of the host~~~]