The golden sun was setting in the west, and the sky was filled with sunset clouds. Zhang Xudong and his grandmother had just finished steaming a pot of steamed bread when they heard the sound of footsteps outside the yard.

Zhang Xudong came out of the kitchen and saw ten people rushing in.

Uncle Gen and his eldest son Wang Tieshuan, Uncle Changsheng next door brought his two sons, and Brother Zhuzi and his father all came.

And what the hell are you doing here, Uncle Dayou, the accountant, and Uncle Dazhuang, the militia company commander, with three squad leaders? The squad leader didn't come, but his eldest son, Uncle Youshan, did. The women's director didn't come, but her husband, Wang Changgui, did.

Oh my goodness, I'm just building a pigpen, not building a house to get married, so why are so many people here? Oh! This must be the fault of the chicken seedlings!

"Grandma, come out." Zhang Xudong shouted towards the kitchen.

"What's wrong, Dongzi?" the old lady said as she walked out.

"Grandma, look for yourself." Zhang Xudong signaled with his eyes.

"What are you looking at? Oh! Everyone is here. Okay, okay, okay, it's more lively with more people. Dongzi, go get some water for washing faces. Let everyone wash their faces."

Grandma gave the order with a beaming smile. The family hadn't been this lively for a long time, and the old lady was so happy that she could hardly stop smiling.

"Aunt, don't bother me. We're just here to see how you build the pigpen and what else you need to prepare."

Uncle Youshan, the eldest son of the Third Master, is a bricklayer, so he took the lead in speaking out.

"Shanzi, the pigpen should be built west of the courtyard gate, below the wall facing the street, so it won't affect the neighbors. It should be built next to the toilet at the southwest end, extending towards the courtyard gate."

Grandma pointed to the location with finality. This old lady is being exceptional today. Is she letting herself go? Zhang Xudong wondered inwardly.

"How big do you want to build it? Or maybe you want to raise a few pigs?" Uncle Youshan continued to ask.

"Dongzi, you say." Grandma simply passed the blame.

"Three at most," Zhang Xudong said after a moment's thought. He just wanted to find something for his grandmother to do, not become a professional pig farmer, so he wouldn't raise too many.

"All right, I have an idea. Stone or mud?"

"What should we use to make it strong? This pig is quite strong." Zhang Xudong asked.

"Of course, lime and stone are the way to make it strong."

"The pile of stones behind the house belongs to ours. They were prepared bit by bit by Youlin in the past ten years to build the east and west wing rooms. It should be enough. The only thing is that the lime is not ready yet." Grandma said.

"That's easy. I have some lime at home, so we can use it first. It's just a small job, and with so many people, it can be done in the afternoon tomorrow. Now we just need to make some adjustments to the foundation, and we can do the rest tomorrow during the afternoon break."

After Uncle Youshan finished speaking, he assigned tasks to everyone. Those who took pickaxes took pickaxes, those who took shovels took shovels, and began to prepare the foundation.

Strength lies in numbers. By the time it was dark, the foundation was almost complete. A dozen people took their tools and prepared to go home, but found that they could not leave.

At the gate of the Zhang family courtyard, three members of the Zhang family, old and young, were lined up guarding the gate.

Zhang Xudong held a winnowing basket in his hands, filled with steamed bread. "You want to go out? Okay. Take two steamed bread each and you can go home."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. "We're here to help and express our gratitude, not to take advantage of us," they thought. After a few people pushed and shoved, they took their steamed bread and went home.

These two half-pound steamed buns, cooked with some sweet potatoes and potatoes, are enough for four or five people to have a full meal.

Just as I was debating whether to come tomorrow, Zhang Xudong's voice came from behind me: "If you don't come tomorrow, my family will have to ask someone else to cook for you."

After hearing this, several people were stunned. What are you still hesitating about? Just keep going. This isn't about asking for help, it's clearly about finding ways to help people.

After everyone had left, Zhang Xudong asked his grandmother and younger sister to wash up and rest. He cleaned the kitchen and then returned to the bedroom.

After taking a shower in the space, he practiced for a while. Zhang Xudong found that he had made great progress in his practice today and was not far from the middle stage of internal strength.

This must be the effect of drinking the space well water for a few days. This is really a treasure well! After practicing, Zhang Xudong fell asleep in the space. It was still comfortable in the space.

When he woke up, it was already light outside. Zhang Xudong didn't rush out of bed, but habitually scanned the space with his mind.

Oh my goodness, all the goods in the supermarket have been restored! Rice, flour, buns, steamed buns, potatoes, eggs, and everything else have been restored to the quantities they had when I traveled through time.

Today is my sixth day in this world. Does the supermarket update every five days? Today is July 21st. I need to pay attention to see if this is what I expected.

Zhang Xudong was just surprised for a moment and then he didn’t care. His own time travel was just a “ghost”, so why should he be afraid of other ghosts that might happen?

After washing up, he left the room, cleaned the yard, and practiced boxing. Zhang Xudong's comfortable life began a new day.

After breakfast, several children arrived one after another. Heidan was injured and couldn't come, so together with Zhang Xiyan, there were exactly seven of them.

Zhang Xudong asked Zhang Xiyan to stand in front, the two girls to stand behind her, and then the four boys stood in the back in order of height.

"Everyone, stand still. Now everyone, remember your position and who you are standing behind. From now on, you must line up in this order. Now everyone, turn around and face me."

After the kids turned around one after another, Zhang Xudong pulled them forward or asked them to step back one by one, so that they could stand in a row.

"Zhang Xiyan, start with you. Tell us your name and age. Come here and face everyone." Zhang Xiyan ran over and stood next to her brother.

"My name is Zhang Xiyan, and I'm eight years old."

Okay, Zhang Xiyan returned to her original position. Next, Sanya, come over here. Sanya came over shyly.

"San Ya, come over here bravely and say your name loudly like Zhang Xiyan did."

"My name is Sanya, and I'm eight years old."

"Does San Ya have a full name? If you can, say it." Zhang Xudong reminded.

"My name is Wang Xiangmai." San Ya thought for a while and said.

"Okay Wang Xiangmai, go back to your seat. Who's next?"

The third girl was from the Liu family at the village head, and she was not the one who was afraid of the stage.

"My name is Liu Ximei, and I'm nine years old."

"My name is Xu Liguo, and I'm just eight years old."

"My name is Zhang Jialiang, nine years old."

"My name is Zhang Shengli, I'm nine years old."

"My name is Zhang Guoqing, I'm nine years old."

"Okay, everyone has performed very well. We should all be like this in the future and be bold in what we say and do.

Zhang Xiyan, lead everyone to run to the brigade entrance and then run back. Everyone must line up properly and be careful not to step on your friends' feet.

Zhang Xudong asked the kids to go for a run, and then he said to his grandmother who was watching nearby, "Grandma, are you going to the commune today? If you have nothing to do at home, go for a walk and use those tickets."

"I'll be there in a minute. Send me away. What do you want to do at home?"

"What can I do? Look after the kids!"

The old lady curled her lips, gave him a look of distrust, took the money and left.