After several years, Su Qingxue went to work in the fields again. The autumn harvest was still so tiring. On her first day at work, she felt exhausted at the end of the day.

I have kept myself fair and tender in the past few years. Even if I go up the mountain, I don’t feel particularly tired. But when I work in the fields with my back bent all day, I feel like my waist is going to be broken.

Fortunately, I have supernatural powers to nourish my body. When my body feels sore and I can't hold on any longer, I use my supernatural powers and soon I feel full of energy again.

It was the first day of autumn harvest when we were picking corn. Fortunately, I was wrapped up tightly, otherwise I would have been like the other people who were not wrapped up tightly, with blood marks all over my body, hands and face from scratches.

The next day, they continued to pick corn. Following Su Qingxue's example, most people followed her example and wrapped themselves tightly.

Even the straw hat that Su Qingxue made for herself, the one with a piece of cloth underneath to cover her face, was pirated by them the next day.

Everyone said that Su Qingxue was very smart and could think of this sun protection method.

Su Qingxue was working while being praised, and then she felt her face turn red. After all, this thing was not invented by her. Moreover, at that time, some people used a cloth towel to cover their faces, but it was made very roughly, not as exquisite as those made in later generations. When Su Qingxue took it out, everyone thought she was smart.

Fortunately, the constant praise only occurred at the beginning. After a morning, the excessive attention gradually stopped, so Su Qingxue would not feel embarrassed.

Every day I go to work early, have a meal at noon, and have only an hour's rest. Then I have to rush to work in the fields again, and I will not rest until it is dark and I can no longer see.

After working hard from dawn to dusk for more than a month, the autumn harvest was finally completed. The next step was to dry the grain and then prepare the land to plant a crop of winter wheat.

After the winter wheat is planted, Su Qingxue will no longer have to work in the fields.

After being busy for so long, when it was time to go up the mountain to cut grass for the pigs, I could hardly get up. Fortunately, there was some pig grass prepared in the space in advance. I pretended to complete the task and spent the rest of the time lying down at home to rest.

After resting for two days, I finally recovered and couldn't wait to go to the commune.

I completed the task that needed to be completed, and then rode my bike to the commune.

I have been very busy recently and haven't mailed meat to my family for almost a month. I don't know if my children will go without meat.

Although my parents-in-law are not short of money, and my father-in-law even holds a high position, there is still a standard for the amount of meat he can eat every month. He cannot get more than what he is entitled to at that level.

So I can only send them more myself to avoid not being able to eat meat.

Although it is not difficult for my father-in-law to get some meat with his ability, why should we let him do such a dangerous thing? We are not short of meat, so there is no need.

He directly took five strips of bacon, each weighing three pounds, then took more than ten pounds of sausages and a smoked ham, and wrapped them all in clean oil paper.

I also took out the clothes I had made for the children before. Last time I brought them, I only brought clothes that were just big enough for them to wear and those that they could wear when they were a year older. I didn't bring the rest of the larger new clothes, so it was just right to mail them together this time.

Then I buried all the meat wrapped in fat in the clothes and stuffed a lot of cotton in them, so that my mother-in-law could sew a few more cotton-padded jackets for the children when she had nothing to do.

I didn't take more cloth since they wouldn't be short of it anyway.

He walked around a few rooms for a while, then closed his eyes and scanned the space with his mental power. He put all the dried fruits and candied fruits he made into jars, and also took out about ten pounds of red dates that he had dried himself. He felt that the things were almost packed. If there were more, the package would be a bit too big and conspicuous. As for the salted fish, forget it.

There are all kinds of salted fish in Beijing, and even various sea fish. The ones you make yourself are not that delicious, so there is no need to send them as gifts.

Put all the things in a large hemp sack and tie the top with a cloth strip. Anyway, it will have to be checked when we get there, and the post office people will repack it then. That's all you need to do.

He pushed the bicycle out, tied the sack to the back seat with a cloth strip, locked the gate, and walked towards the commune.

Su Qingxue once again experienced the joy of having no children around. If it were normal times, she wouldn't be so carefree and could just ride her bike away.

It’s okay now. Although I was a little tired in the past few years, my children are a little older now and I don’t have to take care of them myself. Aren’t the relaxing days coming?

I rode my bike straight to the post office and mailed the items under the slightly weird looks from the staff.

I didn't sense any ill intentions from them. I guess they must have taken out so much meat that people were greedy.

Although she always felt like they wanted to say something but stopped, she didn't hear what they said until Su Qingxue left the post office!

Su Qingxue would not be so kind as to ask them what they wanted from her.

After all, I am not that stupid. It is obvious that they want to know about the meat, or to say, they want to know the source of the meat.

Su Qingxue didn't want to exchange the meat with them, otherwise she would be labeled as a profiteer.

Don’t let the situation turn out that the person gets caught and the things are not confiscated, that would be really miserable for you.

Although he had already made up his mind to go to the black market when he came to the commune this time and sell some of the meat in the space, he didn't want to sell it openly outside.

After arriving at a remote place and making sure that there was no one around, I quickly put away my bicycle, used skin care products to put on some dark makeup on my face, and changed my clothes.

I felt relieved only after I was sure that I could no longer recognize my previous appearance.

He took out a large backpack from the space. This was the backpack he used to cut grass for pigs. If he filled it with meat, it could still hold 100 kilograms.

He simply took out the wild boar meat and cut it into one-pound pieces. After the backpack was full, he covered it with pig grass. After making sure that it could not be seen, he headed towards the black market.

After twisting and turning in the alleys, we soon arrived at the black market. We paid two cents for the stall fee and went straight in. We found an empty space in the alley to set up our stall.