It was not easy to convince Feng Qingyun, Feng Qingxue was not worried that she was home alone, so she sent her to the second uncle's house to take care of the second aunt.

The second uncle is the younger brother of Feng's father, living in three thatched houses not far from Feng's house, and after marrying a wife, he gave birth to three sons, the eldest is already married, and the middle and the younger have not yet started a family.

However, his family has a lot of labor, so the standard of living is higher.

Not to mention, this time the canteen was disbanded to distribute food, and according to the division of work, his family got a lot more food than other families.

"Second aunt, Qingyun and I are almost out of rations, I want to go out to beg for food, please help take care of Qingyun."

The second aunt is a good person, but everyone is having a hard time, and they are too busy to take care of themselves, how can they have the ability to take care of the Feng Qingxue sisters? So Feng Qingxue just asked her to take care of Feng Qingyun, and she didn't want to eat or drink, so she agreed in one bite.

"Okay, then you can get busy, you can rest assured that Qingyun is here with me."

Carrying a basket brought out of the hut and containing only four sweet potatoes, the wind and snow were about to enter the city.

The original owner had never entered the city, and he didn't know the road in the light wind and snow, so after asking the second uncle and aunt, he left the production team directly and went north.

There is a 100-meter-high mountain in the north, and there is a way to the north after crossing the mountain.

When the wind and snow came to rest in the mountain col, he turned out his own collection of books from the space.

In fact, she was born in a scholarly family, and under the influence of her elders, she has always been relatively studious, and she has a lot of books in her family, most of which she has read, and later they were all included in the space, including information about this era.

Take a look at it for a moment and get a closer look at what this era is like.

With a little understanding, Feng Qingxue's heart moved, and needles and threads and fabrics appeared in his hands.

She sewed a few small cloth bags, filled a bag of rice, a bag of flour and a bag of brown rice, and a bag of eggs, and put them back in the space, and when she entered the city, she put them in the back basket with her mind, and put the eggs on them.

She walked all the way into the county seat and walked for two hours.

Seeing the buildings in the county, Feng Qingxue was suddenly stunned.

The county is so backward?

The houses are all low and low, most of them are brick and wood structures, there are also thatched houses, some brick houses, and some small two-story buildings.

The number of two-storey buildings is so small that it is almost ignored.

The roads are bumpy and dusty.

Looking at the people who walk by, their clothes and temperament are much better than those of the people in the countryside, but there is one thing that is the same, that is, the face is yellow and thin, and they are very simple.

It was almost noon, and the enticing aroma of food came from the roadside restaurant, and the stomach of the wind and snow gurgled and his face was slightly red.

Because of the original owner's small appetite, she ate less, and after walking for so long, she didn't expect to be hungry so soon.

Feng Qingxue reached into the back basket, and a vegetarian bun appeared out of thin air in his hand, and then took it out.

She found a corner and squatted down, eating the bun slowly.

Her upbringing since childhood caused her to be reluctant to eat while walking, which was not in line with etiquette.

Seeing her eating white bread, some people actually showed a look of envy.

An old lady with yellow muscles, thin skin and gray hair came over, squatted in front of her, and watched her eat steamed buns like this.

Half of the buns were eaten, Feng Qingxue couldn't eat them anymore, and he looked up and smiled at the old lady, "Auntie, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"Girl, where did you buy this bun?" The old lady asked bluntly.

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