Zi Shufen and her husband finally got up when daybreak arrived. With Old Lady Zhuang at home, preparing the banquet, Zi Shufen didn't have to worry at all. She just focused on taking care of Sangwang.

"Shufen, I'll go to my mother's place first to see if there's anything I can help with. After you finish your meal, just take Sangwang out to play. If you need anything, call Mrs. Liu." Sangmu instructed his wife before leaving.

"Okay, go and do your own thing. You still have to help your second brother's family clean up. I don't have much to clean up here either. I almost finished it yesterday. Just let Xiaojin clean up this quilt later." Zi Shufen held Sang Wang and fed him.

Sang Mu left without breakfast and headed straight for the old Sang family house next door. Today was the day for the Sang family to move.

After Sang Jin and her family finished breakfast, Mu Yanhuan arrived with Mu Yan and his mother. The Su siblings also showed up. And of course, Li Jingyu, who had always been guarding Sang Jin, also showed up.

"Why are you here so early? I have a space ring and there is nothing here that can be moved." Sang Jin said.

"We just wanted to come and see if you were still alive. After all, we haven't seen you for two months. And also to have a meal. Don't be so self-indulgent here." Su Ming's annoying voice sounded in Sang Jin's ears.

Su Tian tugged at the corner of her brother's clothes and glared at him fiercely.

"Okay, I didn't do anything to your savior. Hao Tiantian, I am your real brother, okay? Your heart is only for little Sang Jin. My heart hurts so much, brother." With Su Ming around, there is no peace.

"You're the only one who talks like we don't exist, right? Sister Su Tian, ​​let me tell you, your brother is not a serious person. My family is moving to a new house today. When the time comes, you can move in with me and let your brother live alone." Sang Jin blinked her big eyes, waiting for Su Tian's reply.

Su Tian nodded repeatedly. She liked Xiao Jin so much, and it would be great if she could really follow Xiao Jin. But she knew she was joking.

Several months had passed since she was rescued. With Su Ming's companionship and guidance, Su Tian gradually integrated into the normal world. Life in the village was peaceful and beautiful.

She learned to eat, walk, laugh, and now can even tell a joke.

"Come and get your spirit stones, one hundred each." The "each" Sang Jin was referring to was naturally the one among them who could cultivate. After all, she didn't stay in the village every day. She often went out. Giving them some of these spirit stones would help them cultivate.

"Okay!" Su Ming was the first to reach out.

Sang Jin knocked his hand away with her small hand: "Yours, not yours."

Then she gave Mu Yanhuan and Mu Yan one hundred spirit stones each.

Su Ming curled his lips and said, "How about I become a guest official of the Sang family? I will become stronger in the future. Don't underestimate me."

"Since you don't need spirit stones, I won't give you any. Here, you, guest Su Ming." Sang Jin took out another hundred spirit stones for Su Ming.

"Hehe, I knew that little Sang Jin was a good person." Su Ming grinned.

"Wait here while I put the packages into my space. Then we'll go see the new house together." Sang Jin said, and went back to the house to find her mother. She left Yueya in the yard, occasionally refilling tea for Li Jingyu and the others.

As the sky gradually brightened, the warm winter sun parted the clouds and mist, pouring down on the roofs of Shengdan Village, as if covering them with a layer of golden gauze.

The village women mobilized their own laborers to carry their own tables and chairs to the square. Old Mrs. Zhuang had borrowed these from everyone two days in advance. The Sang family had nine sets of chairs, and they eventually assembled another forty-five sets across the village.

Some of the chairs were left over from previous houses, some were made with the help of carpenters from the village, and some were made by themselves.

Today was the happiest day for the villagers of Taohua Village in the two months since they arrived in Shengdan Village, because they could all go to the Sang family to eat meat. Even if each person could only eat a small piece of fat meat, they would be happy.

They also went to help build three large houses for the Sang family. Otherwise, it would not have been completed so quickly.

Shengdan Village is densely populated, and with the cold weather, it's impossible to grow spiritual vegetables. Everyone has been free. So, over the past two months, the villagers have repaired and reinforced the previously collapsed houses in Shengdan Village. The streets no longer have the dilapidated feel they had when I first arrived.

The villagers, who had only arrived in Shengdan Village two months earlier, could only survive on government subsidies. In their spare time, they cleared the wasteland and weeded the land themselves. Much of the grass, more than a meter tall, was eliminated.

"The auspicious time has arrived! Light the cannon." Zhou Dahe's loud voice echoed throughout the village.

"Crackle, crackle!" The sound of firecrackers echoed throughout the village. Shengdan Village was one of the more remote villages under Munan City. Therefore, even the nearest village required a three-hour walk over a small hill.

If there is any noise in their village, other villages will not be able to hear it.

Firecrackers are actually just bamboo fire in the countryside. The crackling sound of the bamboo is said to drive away the plague god. They are usually set off on New Year's Eve or when there is a happy event in the family.

“Woo…”

"Hey Zhou Xiaoxing, why are you still crying? Today is the village chief's family moving into a new house and they're hosting a party for the whole village." The person who came forward to talk to Zhou Xiaoxing was Zhou Wufu, a fellow villager. He was the fifth child in his family, hence his name.

"I'm just... just too happy." Zhou Xiaoxing said intermittently.

"Tsk... can't you be more normal, you little brat?" Zhou Wufu said and left. He didn't want to pay any more attention to him. Dinner was about to start, and he didn't want to miss the Sang family's meat dishes.

That's right, he came here just for the Sang family's pork. His family hadn't tasted meat in months. The village was remote, and getting out wasn't easy. He'd heard the Sang family was selling pork at a discount today, so he wanted to buy a small piece for the children.

Zhou Wufu was thirty years old. He originally had two children, a son and a daughter. But they contracted the plague on the road, and the daughter died. Only a six-year-old son remained.

There were many people in the village who thought like Zhou Wufu. I heard that the Sang family's pork this time was selling fat for 18 wen per jin, lean meat for 12 wen per jin, and bones for 5 wen per jin. Normally, fat would sell for 25 wen per jin, and lean meat for 20 wen per jin.

"Aunt Zhuang, do you have any pork left?" Lin Niang, holding a baby in her arms, asked Mrs. Zhuang breathlessly.

At this time, Mrs. Zhuang had just finished her work and was catching her breath. Her second daughter-in-law was helping to take charge of the situation. This pork must be gone. The banquet was almost about to start.