"Stop jumping. Raise your hands higher. I'll reach out and catch them."

After finally paying the money, Zhou Xiang went to buy red dates, brown sugar, biscuits, egg cakes, walnuts, and kelp.

After jumping and paying the money again, Zhou Xiang was very dissatisfied with his height.

Holding a bunch of things, I came to the milk powder counter and said, "Sister, I bought so many things that I can't carry them all. Do you have a big bag for milk powder? I'll buy one for you."

When the salesperson heard the girl say she wanted to pay for it, he was of course willing to sell it to her. After the sale, they could divide the money equally among the people at the counter.

"I'll sell you one for two cents!"

"Thank you, sister." Zhou Xiang paid the money and counted the items, putting the milk powder and malted milk at the bottom and the cake on top.

I asked the salesperson to tie the bag and handed it to her over her shoulder. "Thank you, sister. You are so kind!"

The salesperson had never been so happy. "You're welcome. Slow down."

Zhou wanted to leave, and the counter next to him asked, "What about your sister? She's so young?"

"No way! A customer was very sweet and called me sister. She said I looked similar to her sister. Do I really look that young?" He said while touching his face.

The salesperson at the counter next to me curled her lips and said, "Well, quite young." Then she continued to wipe the counter without even looking at the wrinkles on her face. She still looks young, so beautiful!

The salesperson also went to wipe the counter happily, humming a song while wiping.

Zhou thought of walking out of the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, and quickly slid along the wall. Finally, he slid to a corner of the wall. Turning around, he saw that there was no one, so he immediately threw the bag on his shoulder into the space. It was too heavy. He was greedy and wanted to carry too much. It weighed twenty or thirty kilograms. His weak body could not carry it. After just a few steps, his shoulders were probably red.

Shake your arms and hurry to the farmers' market, the old man is still waiting!

At the farmers' market, by the wall yesterday, the old man was hanging his head and preparing to leave.

Zhou Xiang quickly called out to him, "Did you think I wasn't coming?"

The old man's face turned red with embarrassment. "I've been waiting for an hour. I really thought you weren't coming, so I planned to go home."

Zhou Xiang took out twenty yuan and handed it to the old man, "Here's the remaining money. Aren't you going to buy kelp and red dates?"

The old man took the money and said, "Buy it, buy it, of course I'll buy it. Liangliang is waiting to eat it!"

"Then let's go together. I want to buy something too." Zhou was worried that the old man wouldn't know how to buy it, or that he would be cheated out of his money.

"Okay, let's go together." The old man was worried that he wouldn't be able to buy it!

There are already a lot of people in the farmers' market. It's almost the New Year, and there are a lot of buyers and sellers.

Zhou Xiang took the old man to a stall selling dried goods, showed him what kelp was and how to choose it, and told him that one piece of kelp could produce a lot of sprouts, enough for two or three meals.

I also told him that it is best to stew it in soup, as it will not become mushy easily if fried. The old man took note of it carefully.

It just so happened that there were red dates for sale at the stall, so the old man bought another pound of them, which cost him more than three yuan. He felt distressed, but there was nothing he could do as his grandson's health was more important.

"You can also stew jujubes in chicken soup or make porridge. If that doesn't work, you can just wash them and eat them."

The old man nodded, took note of it, thanked Zhou Xiang and went back.

Zhou wanted to continue shopping by herself, buy some more kelp and red dates, a pound of white fungus and black fungus, and some peppercorns and star anise. When the stall owner saw the little girl wanted a pound of white fungus and black fungus, he paid attention to her. Who doesn't buy by a few ounces?

Zhou Xiang pretended not to see it, paid the money, picked up the things and left.

He blended into the crowd, lowered his body, and the thing in his hand entered the space again.

I sat down at the breakfast stall, ordered steamed dumplings and porridge, and after eating, continued shopping.

I saw someone selling an old hen and ran straight over. The hen had already lost its feathers and I didn't know if it could still lay eggs. Never mind, I bought it first. If it didn't lay eggs, I would make soup with it.

I bought two chickens and a bamboo cage for them, which cost me three dollars and sixty cents.

Something this big can only be destroyed by taking it to a place where there is no one.

After it disappeared, I didn’t want to go to the farmers’ market anymore, so I just went to the department store.

You have a whole day! Just walk and explore the city.

It was still very dilapidated, even worse than the county towns of later generations. As I walked, I saw a large courtyard piled high with junk.

Zhou felt like picking up scraps. He had been picking up scraps for several years in his previous life. Now that he was at the scrap yard, he couldn't just walk in without entering, right?

An old man was guarding the scrap yard. "Uncle, can I buy the scrap here?"

Seeing that it was a little girl, the old man thought she was going to buy some books or something, "Sure, the old books are over there."

The old man pointed casually, and Zhou Xiang saw that it was a pile of old textbooks. It was just right, he could look for junior high school textbooks.

It took me a long time to find all the books for the first and second grade, but I only found E language for the third grade.

Zhou Xiang was very happy after spending one dollar to get a bunch of books. He left the scrap station, threw the books into the space, and continued on his way.

When passing through an alley, he heard groaning sounds coming from inside. Zhou wanted to look around, but there was no one there. This place was very remote and he didn't know who was inside.

Ignore, walk past, and go back!

After hesitating for a while, he took out an iron stick from the space, held it in his hand, and walked gently into the alley.

The alley was not very deep and it only took a few minutes to reach the innermost part. It was a dead end. There was a broken cabinet piled at the end, and the groaning sound came from inside.

Zhou Xiang quietly approached the broken cabinet, which was leaning against the wall, forming a triangular space. The ground was covered with straw, and a child was lying on the straw.

The child's face is red and his mouth is dry, and it looks like he has a fever.

what to do?

Zhou wanted to turn around and leave, but the child's slightly opened eyes were filled with disappointment. Was he going to die?

It would be better if I died, I could see my parents. The dazed boy heard footsteps again, "Hey, hey, get up and take your medicine!"

A pleasant voice sounded, like my sister's voice, "Sister, are you and mom and dad here to pick me up?"

When Zhou Xiang heard this murmur, he knew that he was delirious due to fever, just like himself in his previous life, living in a bridge hole and having to endure the illness by himself.

I helped him sit up and said, "Open your mouth and take the medicine."

The boy opened his mouth obediently. Zhou wanted to feed him the antipyretic medicine and then put the hot noodle soup bought from the restaurant to his mouth. The boy might be very hungry. When he smelled the noodle soup, he could even find the bowl with his eyes closed.

Holding the bowl and gulping down half a bowl of noodle soup, the boy fell asleep again on the straw. Zhou Xiang saw that he was just lying on the straw without even a thick piece of clothing, let alone a quilt, so he took out the old quilts and old cotton-padded clothes that he had not been willing to leave outside the bridge in his previous life.

Cotton-padded jackets are basically down jackets. Everyone in the future has a few down jackets. When they get worn out and no longer liked, they are thrown away. Zhou Xiang picked up quite a few, and many of them were basically new! He dried them in the sun and stored them in his space.