Feng Qingyun was finally convinced. Feng Qingxue was worried about her being alone at home, so she sent her to her second uncle's house to be taken care of by her second aunt.

The second uncle is Feng's father's younger brother. He lives in a three-room thatched house not far from Feng's home. After getting married, he had three sons. The eldest is already married, while the middle-aged and the youngest are not married yet.

However, his family has more labor force, so their living standard is higher.

Not to mention the distant past, this time when the canteen was disbanded and food was distributed, his family got much more food than other families based on work points.

"Second Aunt, Qingyun and I are almost out of food. I want to go out and beg for food. Please help look after Qingyun."

Second Aunt was a nice person, but everyone was having a hard time and couldn't take care of themselves, so how could they take care of Feng Qingxue and her sister? So Feng Qingxue just asked her to take care of Feng Qingyun, and she agreed without hesitation, even if she asked for food or drink.

"Okay, then go ahead and get busy. Don't worry, I'll leave Qingyun with you."

Carrying the backpack he brought out from the straw shed, which contained only four sweet potatoes, Feng Qingxue planned to go into the city.

The original owner had never been to the city, and Feng Qingxue didn't know the way. After asking her uncle and aunt, she left the production team and headed north.

There is a mountain about a hundred meters high in the north, and the road to the north is only after crossing the mountain.

When Feng Qingxue walked to the valley to rest, he took out his collection of books from the space.

In fact, she was born into a scholarly family. Under the influence of her elders, she has always been studious. There are many books in her home, most of which she has read and later put into the space, including information about this era.

Flip through it for a moment and take a closer look at the era.

After gaining some understanding, Feng Qingxue's mind moved and needle, thread and cloth appeared in her hands.

She sewed a few small cloth bags, filled them with a bag of rice, a bag of flour, a bag of brown rice and a bag of eggs, and put them back into the space. After she entered the city, she used her mind to control the bags and put the eggs on top.

She walked into the county town asking for directions along the way, which took her two hours.

When Feng Qingxue saw the buildings in the county town, she was stunned.

How could the county be so backward?

The houses are low and mostly made of brick and wood, but there are also thatched houses, brick and tile houses, and two-story buildings.

There are very few two-story buildings, so few that they are almost ignored.

The road is bumpy and dusty.

Looking at the people walking by, their clothing, temperament and conversation are much better than those of the common people in the countryside. However, there is one thing in common, that is, they are pale and thin, and very simple.

It was almost noon when the tempting aroma of food wafted from the roadside restaurant. Feng Qingxue's stomach growled and her face turned slightly red.

Because the original owner had a small appetite, she ate little, and she had been walking for such a long time, she didn't expect to be hungry so soon.

Feng Qingxue reached into the backpack, and a vegetarian bun appeared out of thin air in her hand, and then she took it out.

She found a corner to squat down and ate the buns slowly.

Her upbringing made her unwilling to eat while walking, as this was not in accordance with etiquette.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

When people saw her eating white bread, they actually looked envious.

An old lady with a pale face, thin body and gray hair came over, squatted in front of her and watched her eat the buns.

Feng Qingxue couldn't eat any more buns after eating half of them. She looked up and smiled at the old lady, "Auntie, what can I do for you?"

"Girl, where did you buy these buns?" the old lady asked directly.

"Why are you asking this?" Feng Qingxue asked.