When his eyes fell on Shen Zhihuan who got off the car carrying a backpack, Wang Tiezhu's face showed a bit of surprise.

Didn't everyone say that Widow Li's third daughter was not doing well? Why did she look fine...

"Uncle Tiezhu." Seeing Wang Tiezhu's gaze fall on him, Shen Zhihuan called out with a smile.

"It's too sunny outside, go back quickly! Otherwise your mother and your younger brother will worry." A smile appeared on Wang Tiezhu's dark face, and he looked soft and kind.

"Hey! Uncle Tiezhu, you are busy, I will go back first." Shen Zhihuan threw the backpack behind him and nodded with a smile.

He is worthy of being the popular candidate for the next captain of Panshi Village. It is impossible to find any fault with the way he conducts himself.

After taking a few steps, Wang Tiezhu's seemingly honest voice came from behind.

"Welcome, welcome! Thank you for your hard work along the way..."

Shen Zhihuan curled the corners of his mouth slightly and quickened his pace.

Maybe it was still early. When Shen Zhihuan got home, Li Qiuhua and Xiao Weidong, who were at work, had not returned yet.

Shen Zhihuan moved the water under the grape trellis to the door of the cabin.

The temperature is high during this period, so the bath water will become hot in a short time even if it is placed under the eaves.

Shen Zhihuan washed the pork ribs and put them into a large iron pot to boil. He then took out a few pieces of pork ribs from the resort, slaughtered them and threw them into the large iron pot to stew together.

After the rice was steaming in the pot next to her, Shen Zhihuan put today's spoils, along with the milk powder that Qin Bin had helped her get, a few apples, mangoes, and a bunch of plums, into the cabinet in Li Qiuhua's room.

Just as he poured the rice into the jar in the corner of the room, Shen Zhihuan heard the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open.

Xiao Weidong smelled the delicious food and rushed to the kitchen, but didn't see anyone. He immediately ran to Shen Zhihuan's room. When he didn't see anyone, Xiao Weidong immediately ran to Li Qiuhua's room to look for someone.

"Third sister, are you tired or hungry?" Little Weidong raised his sweaty and red face and looked at Shen Zhihuan with concern.

"I'm neither hungry nor tired!" Shen Zhihuan sighed and laughed.

When he saw the sweat on Xiao Weidong's forehead, he naturally retracted his outstretched hand. "Take a shower. You're all sweaty." Shen Zhihuan turned around and went to the closet next to him to get Xiao Weidong and Li Qiuhua's spare clothes.

When Li Qiuhua came in, Shen Zhihuan had just closed the closet door. She looked her daughter up and down several times and made sure that she was fine. Only then did Li Qiuhua put down the heart that had been hanging in her throat for the whole morning.

"Third sister, did you buy all this today?" Looking at the purple-dark grapes and those round red cherries in the basin, little Weidong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"The food still needs to be stewed for a while, so eat some fruit to fill your stomach first. There are egg cakes, peach cakes, canned food, White Rabbit milk candies, glutinous rice sticks and other things in the cupboard. If you want to eat, go get them yourself." Shen Zhihuan smiled and picked up a cherry and stuffed it into little Weidong's mouth.

"There are seeds inside. You have to spit them out. Don't swallow them." Shen Zhihuan immediately reminded.

As he spoke, Shen Zhihuan stuffed another cherry into Li Qiuhua's mouth.

"Isn't this thing very expensive?" Li Qiuhua was worried.

These days, fruits, like watches, are considered luxury items.

It is not something that ordinary people can afford.

Many people in the village would never be willing to buy a pound of fruit to taste in their entire lives.

"Mom, there are three bags of milk powder in the cupboard. When you get up every morning, you and your little brother can each make a cup to drink."

"Milk powder has a shelf life. Don't be reluctant to drink it. Once it's expired, you can only throw it away." Shen Zhihuan thought for a moment and added.

"Shelf life? What is a shelf life? Why should we throw it away after the expiration date?" Li Qiuhua was just about to say that she didn't need to drink something as good as milk powder, and that she should save it for Shen Zhihuan and Xiao Weidong, when she heard Shen Zhihuan say this and couldn't help but get anxious.

Although she had never eaten milk powder, she had heard people talk about it. She couldn't remember the specific words, but she still remembered that it was very expensive.

"The shelf life is..." Shen Zhihuan really wanted to scratch his head.

"The shelf life is... the best consumption period for milk powder. If it is left for too long, the milk powder will go bad and can no longer be drunk. People will get sick if they drink milk powder that has passed its shelf life." Shen Zhihuan racked his brains.

You only regret not having read enough books when you need them!

"Mom, these milk powders were bought by my classmate's brother. They were given to me at the purchase price. You can drink them with confidence! We can buy more after you finish them. They are not expensive at all." Shen Zhihuan said calmly.

Fortunately, the original owner had been to school, otherwise, she would not be able to find a classmate or his brother to take the blame.

"Really?" Li Qiuhua looked at her daughter hesitantly.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

But didn’t Wang Chunmei, who was struck by lightning, say that milk powder is extremely expensive?

A few years ago, her brother gave her a bag. She would occasionally take it out to wipe the dust off the bag, but she was never willing to open it and taste it.

"Really? They're more precious than pearls." Shen Zhihuan smiled and stuffed the freshly peeled grapes into Li Qiuhua's mouth.

"Third sister, you eat too." Little Weidong grinned and stuffed a grape that he had peeled in a terrible way into Shen Zhihuan's mouth.

After stuffing it in, he stared at Shen Zhihuan and asked, "Third sister, is it sweet?"

"Sweet!" Shen Zhihuan rubbed Xiao Weidong's face with his sticky hands. "It's so sweet to my heart."

After laughing and joking enough, Shen Zhihuan washed his hands and wrung out a handkerchief to wipe little Weidong's face.

"Mom, my little brother will be six years old next year. Xiaopang is the same age as my little brother and went to school last year. I thought that after the summer vacation is over, I should let him go to school with Xiaopang."

"Going to school..." Li Qiuhua looked confused.

In those days, life was still very hard for most families, and many families did not have enough savings to send their children to school, so many children followed their parents to work in the fields to earn work points to supplement the family income when they were very young.

Even if they were too young to earn work points, they would follow the older children into the mountains to dig wild vegetables and collect firewood, to help reduce the burden on their parents at home.

In addition, people of this generation do not have the awareness that knowledge can change their destiny, so many families have no intention or plan to send their children to school. This has also resulted in many people never having the opportunity to go to school in their entire lives.

In the original owner's family, Shen Zhimei and Shen Zhilan were also among those many people.

The reason why the original owner was able to go to school was not because the butcher couple Li or the original owner's mother and Shen Jianguo had become more aware, but because of the original owner's health, which forced them to spend money to plan for the original owner's future.

Otherwise, with the original owner's lingering body, he would have to climb up sideways after falling down vertically.

(End of this chapter)