Although it was a bright and sunny day, and Xue Xiaoqi was surrounded by a crowd and Song Zhenping kept calling him "adult," he still felt a chill run down his spine, as if a cold gaze was constantly looming over him.
Looking up, all around were crooked and messy groves of trees, and there was no one suspicious in sight.
Xue Xiaoqi swallowed hard. He didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but now he was starting to panic.
"Alright, that's fine! Since there's nothing else, everyone go back to work."
Without any hesitation, Xue Xiaoqi turned and left as soon as he finished speaking, and the others also quickly disappeared from the woods.
Seeing the person arrive and leave so suddenly, Song Zhenping muttered, "They're leaving already? They're right at my doorstep and they didn't even come in for a seat. There's nothing inside!"
Seeing that everyone had disappeared, Song Liyun led Xiao An over and said with a smile, "Brother, I'm afraid everyone was frightened by our clothes!"
Song Zhenping looked down at his waist, which had become two sizes bigger, and then at Xiao An's clothes, which he had altered into a mess. He couldn't help but scratch his head and say, "What should we do? None of us know how to make them!"
Last night, he wanted to alter the clothes to make them smaller, only to find out that altering clothes and mending clothes are two different things. He made Xiao An's sleeves uneven, one longer than the other, and he couldn't sew up the collar.
Not to mention Song Liyun, the original owner wore a coarse cloth employee uniform in the restaurant, had to work non-stop every day, and no one taught her needlework.
The main character wore a protective suit made of special materials in the apocalypse; if it got damaged, he could just buy another one, without needing to repair it.
So the three of them ended up with ill-fitting clothes, but they had no choice but to make do.
As for Song Liyun's colorful outfit, it was also Song Shuirong's preference.
This misunderstanding also served as a reminder to Song Liyun that her things couldn't just appear out of thin air; they needed a proper origin.
Furthermore, one shouldn't stay in the yard indefinitely; it's important to communicate with people appropriately to prevent others from coming to collect one's body.
There are also general stores in Suijin Town. In addition to salt, oil, rice and flour purchased from Qili County, they mainly sell miscellaneous items collected from abandoned houses in various places.
Song Liyun planned to go there to find some secondhand items.
Since he couldn't casually display his silver, Song Zhenping went to the military camp to settle his wages for five days' work.
When Luo Baihu and his men kidnapped people, they said they would pay 50 coins a day, so Song Zhenping received 250 coins.
With money, you can buy things freely.
When Song Liyun and her two siblings appeared in Suijin Town, it suddenly became a major event.
Actually, only three days have passed since they chose the house, but they are the only people in Broken Gold Town who have lived in the haunted house for two nights and are still alive.
At first, everyone was afraid, but when they saw that the three siblings had shadows under the sun and were not possessed by evil spirits, the indigenous people were relieved and surrounded them to ask all sorts of questions.
"Brother Song, you stayed in that courtyard for two nights and really didn't see anything?" Old Man Zhang, who had lost an arm, asked in surprise.
He used to be an accountant and one of the few literate people in town.
I used to visit the Ji residence frequently and am very familiar with its layout.
Even after the area was burned to the ground, he went there once. It was during that time that the sudden attack by the monster startled him so much that he fell off the courtyard wall and lost a hand.
Song Zhenping scratched his head and said very sincerely, "Uncle Zhang, there really aren't any ghosts or monsters!"
He dared not say that his family had been blessed by the Bodhisattva and that there were no more ghosts in the house.
Old Zhang asked several more times, and Song Zhenping said the same thing. No matter how doubtful he was, he could only give up.
Song Liyun lavishly spent all her money at the town's general store.
They bought grains, oils, rice, noodles, pots and pans, and also selected several sets of bedding and clothes. These were all old items collected by the survivors from each house, and they didn't actually cost much.
If you don't mind, you can take it apart and make it into clothes again.
Knowing she couldn't complete the task, Song Liyun, through Old Man Zhang's introduction, found a woman skilled in needlework to alter clothes and make shoes.
After agreeing on a pickup time, Song Liyun led her two brothers back to the house carrying large baskets of goods.
Now that I've bought all the food and supplies, and shown my face, I no longer worry about what others say. The next thing to do is close the door and take good care of my home.
Back at Baolin Residence, the brother and sister worked together to repair the courtyard wall before dark. Once the gate was closed, no one could peek inside.
At the grain shop in town, Song Liyun bought ten catties of mixed grains and ten catties of brown rice. If they only drank thin porridge, it would be enough for the three of them for more than half a month.
Of course, this was just a smokescreen; Song Liyun's space contained enough food for her siblings to eat for a year.
It took another three days to clean all the rooms in Baolin Residence, except for a corner in the side courtyard filled with rubble and the backyard that had been burned to the ground. The Song siblings even cleaned the chimneys in the kang (heated brick bed).
It's not the time to do farm work now, and there's no work to do at home either. We can't all three of us just wait to eat every day.
Song Zhenping couldn't stay still, so he went to work on the construction site, where he could earn at least fifty coins a day.
Moreover, he could eat with peace of mind by using the money he earned to buy grain and oil.
Song Zhenping went out to earn money, while Xiao An stayed at home.
With his brother away, he clung to Song Liyun like a little tail.
The two were either in the kitchen figuring out what to eat or strolling around the house basking in the sun.
Besides cooking, Song Liyun's only job was to go to the grove outside the courtyard wall with her to symbolically collect some dry firewood and branches, which was actually just to play with the kids.
Xiao An sat idly staring at the sky, feeling very uncomfortable.
My childhood dream was to eat freshly steamed white steamed buns after I had done my own work.
He had eaten it once.
Once, Song Xiaobao stole a steamed bun, but it was too hot, so he threw it on the ground, where it got covered in mud. Afraid of being scolded, he gave it to him and his brother to share.
Although the two of them were beaten by their stepmother for this, it was one of the few delicious foods he could remember.
But now we can eat whatever we want and don't have to do any work.
Xiao An touched his stomach; through the thin layer of skin, he could almost feel the steamed dumplings he had just eaten.
Beside her, Song Liyun leaned against a pillar, her face covered by a handkerchief, feeling drowsy from the sun.
The nerves that had been taut since the end of the world finally relaxed completely.
But after only three days of this bliss, she felt something was wrong with her body and a strange sense of unease settled in her heart.
Song Liyun lifted the handkerchief and saw Xiao An standing there in a daze. The two looked at each other and sighed in unison.
I'm too idle, it's not fun, I need to find something to do.
The incident of Hei Jin finding the hidden compartment that day gave Song Liyun an idea: even if a wealthy family's house didn't have a vault, it would definitely have a cellar.
The backyard had been dug up by bandits and burned to the ground, leaving no trace of any secret rooms.
Song Liyun led Xiao An to search more thoroughly, including not only the rooms but also the open space piled with junk and scrap.
Persistence pays off. Although they still couldn't find the vault, they did find a rather large cellar in a corner of the front yard.
The entrance was hidden by a few broken wooden planks covered with dirt, which is why it wasn't discovered immediately.
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