"Mother."
Xiao Zimo reached out to take the things from her hand. Bei Yutang gave him the small amount of things and carried the rest herself.
After returning home, Bei Yutang placed the flour and rice in the rice jar, placed four pieces of cloth in the room, and asked Xiao Zimo to take the remaining vegetables and meat to the kitchen.
Xiao Zimo was very surprised when he saw all these things.
Is there no money left at home?!
"What are you thinking about?" Bei Yutang asked, touching the little guy's head.
"Mom, isn't there no money at home?" After asking, Xiao Zimo finally realized that he had asked a question that he shouldn't have asked.
He shrank his neck and lowered his head, not daring to look at her.
"Mom, I sold some things and made some money. When spring comes, I will send you to school." Bei Yutang said slowly.
Little Zimo raised his head in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief, and murmured, "Mom, are you going to send me to school?"
"yes."
After Xiao Zimo's surprise, he immediately felt something was wrong and said softly, "Mom, studying is very expensive."
This guy is starting to worry about money now.
"Don't worry, Mom will earn it."
Little Zimo looked at his mother, feeling a sense of unreality. It was unbelievable that his mother was actually going to send him to school.
In the evening, Bei Yutang steamed a pot of rice with fresh rice, then cooked a plate of braised pork and fried a plate of vegetables. These two dishes were enough for the two of them.
Little Zimo held the fragrant white rice in his hands and just looked at it with his black eyes.
Bei Yutang immediately saw the reluctance in the little guy's eyes, as if he was holding a mountain of gold and silver. This was just a bowl of ordinary white rice, and the little guy was reluctant to eat it, sniffing the fragrance of the rice with his little nose.
Looking at him like that, Bei Yutang felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.
As far as Xiao Zimo could remember, he had never eaten white rice. The best thing he had ever eaten was millet porridge. For Xiao Zimo, the taste of white rice was something he could only taste in his dreams.
Not to mention meat dishes like braised pork. Usually after the autumn harvest, when Mu Zhitao got the money, she would cook a delicious meal, which would include a meat dish.
When little Zimo was three years old, he smelled the aroma of meat and was so greedy that he secretly ate a piece. He never expected that he would be caught by the original owner, Mu Zhitao, and was beaten severely.
The fact that he has been able to survive under the abuse of Mu Zhitao until now can only be attributed to God’s blessing.
"Mo'er, rice is for eating, not smelling."
Little Zimo raised his head and looked at his mother. His mother was really different now and was so good to him.
Bei Yutang picked up a large piece of meat and put it in his bowl. "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."
As Xiao Zimo ate the rice in the bowl, he felt a sour taste in his nose.
"Eat more meat."
Seeing that he was only focused on eating, Bei Yutang put several pieces of meat into his bowl.
Xiao Zimo picked up a piece of meat and put it in Bei Yutang's bowl, "Mom, you eat too."
Life in the village was very peaceful. With five taels of silver, she and Xiao Zimo could use it until the beginning of next spring, and there would be some left over.
Bei Yutang had made a complete set of clothes for Xiao Zimo these past few days, changing him completely from inside to outside. Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it had already been seven days since he returned to the real world.
She had to do the mission.
The soul fusion fluid only lasts for one month, and the remaining twenty days can ensure the completion of a task.
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