Cook rice porridge in a pot, and then boil eggs in a small pot. Put a steamer on top and steam a bowl of glutinous rice cakes given by Liang Weijun. Dip it in candy and eat it later. She had never eaten it before, so she wanted to give it a try.

After finishing all this, Song Ziyi still hadn't come back. Song Yun looked out the door and didn't see anyone, so she went to the next yard to invite Gu Lao to come over for dinner. By the way, she moved Gu Lao's big vat and two big jars over to put the pickled meat and fish.

She also has to buy jars and pots when she has time, otherwise she will have nothing to store whatever she makes.

When the old man came, he brought all the salt from his home. It wasn't much, only about half a pound.

"Where is Ziyi?" asked the old man.

Song Yun said, "I asked him to go buy salt. He hasn't come back yet."

The old man thought of Su Qing from the supply and marketing cooperative and frowned, "I'll go and take a look."

Song Yun had originally planned to go, but if the old man wanted to go, she would not go because there was still a fire in the stove and she had to watch it.

"Then go and take a look, and come back and tell me if you find anything."

About ten minutes after the old man left, an aunt came and knocked on the door, saying that the old man had come to call her to go to the supply and marketing cooperative, and Ziyi had gone out.

Song Yun immediately put out the fire in the stove and hurried to the supply and marketing cooperative.

It was morning and there were many people coming to the supply and marketing cooperative's grocery area to buy vegetables. They were all gathered together, surrounding someone in the middle.

Song Yun squeezed into the crowd and saw the old man guarding Ziyi like a hen guarding her chicks. Ziyi's eyes were red, his face was full of anger, and his fists were clenched tightly.

The old man pointed at Su Qing and cursed, "Are you still human? You even bully children and dare to say anything without fear of retribution. You are blind and heartless."

Su Qing's face flushed with anger. "What did I say wrong? I lost my things, and I asked him what happened? And I can't even ask?"

The old man cursed, "Is that a question? You open your mouth and say that my Ziyi stole your money. My Ziyi went to the grocery store as soon as he came in, and didn't even come close to your counter. How could he steal your money? Telekinesis? You have to have some basis for your madness."

Others around echoed, "That's right, the child didn't even come here. Even if you really lost the money, you can't blame the child."

Others say, "It's true, some kids are so erratic that it's hard to guard against them."

Song Yun glanced coldly at the person who was speaking. She was a woman in her early thirties, poorly dressed, but she squinted her eyes and curled her lips when she spoke, looking sarcastic and mean.

Song Yun stood beside the old man, looked at Su Qing coldly, and asked directly: "How much money did you lose?"

Su Qing snorted, "I dropped ten dollars and put it on the counter, ready to buy some fish and meat. In the blink of an eye, the money was gone. At that time, I saw this guy running past me. There was no one else, so who else could it be but him?"

Some people saw that what she said was very convincing and began to look at Song Ziyi with suspicion.

Anyone would be moved if ten dollars were thrown on the counter, let alone a child.

Someone said, "If you took money from Comrade Su Qing, return it immediately. He's just a child. Just teach him a lesson. There's no need to do that."

Some people also said, "He said he didn't take it, and he didn't even pass by Su Qing's counter, so how could he take the money on the counter?"

Song Yun ignored the comments of the onlookers. She looked at Su Qing and asked, "Did you see my brother taking your money with your own eyes? Or did someone see it and tell you?"

When Su Qing saw Song Yun, a hint of pride flashed across her face. She must tear off Song Yun's face today. It was her fault for humiliating her in front of Teacher Hu last time and threatening her to complain to the director, which made her live in fear for several days.

"I saw him run into the supply and marketing cooperative with my own eyes. As soon as he showed up, my money was gone. Doesn't that prove the problem? If he wasn't the one who stole it, who was it?"

PS: The extra meal today was made possible by the generosity of my family. Thank you. Keep up the "powering with love" movement; tomorrow's breakfast depends on you.