Chapter 77 The Real World

The next day, when Bei Yutang got up, there was no kid Mo around.

"Mo'er." Bei Yutang called out, but there was no movement.

Bei Yutang put on her clothes and walked out of the house, when she heard movement in the kitchen.

Walking into the kitchen, he saw that kid Mo was already cooking on the fire.

Bei Yutang looked at the boy Mo in surprise.

The kid Mo timidly looked at Bei Yutang, "Mother, you wash it, you can eat it later."

Bei Yutang washed his face, and the boy Mo had already opened the pot.

Bei Yutang glanced at it, and it was the wild vegetable soup from yesterday.

"Is this what you picked this morning?"

The boy ink nodded.

Eating this all the time is not a solution, let alone hunger, and nutrition can’t keep up. After eating the wild vegetable soup for breakfast, Bei Yutang took out all the dozen or so copper plates in the cabinet.

These copper plates are all the possessions of this family.

The reason why this home is in such a distressed situation is all the work of Muzhimoo.

Muzhitao is a standard delicious and lazy type. The three acres of land distributed from the Yang family, after deducting taxes, is enough for the mother's two weekdays to eat frugally. However, women don't know how to handle it, and spend a lot of money. Every time the autumn harvest is over, she sells the little grain she gets for money and squanders it.

Now soon after the autumn harvest, Mu Zhitao sold the grain for 2 taels of silver, which she used to please men, and now there is only half of the money in the family.

A dozen copper plates are really a bit small, but you can also buy some food.

Bei Yutang took the boy Mo to the town to buy food. It took more than an hour to walk from Nanxi Village where they were to the town.

Bei Yutang walked for half an hour, exhausted and out of breath. This body is really not ordinary. If you change it to other peasant women, let alone more than 20 miles, it will not be like this even if you walk for a few hours.

At this time, there was the sound of a car coming from behind, and Bei Yutang turned his head in surprise. The driver was Uncle Niu from the same village. When Uncle Niu saw Bei Yutang and his son on the side of the road, he not only did not stop when they passed by them. , but increased the speed.

Bei Yutang wanted to call someone, but her voice stuck in her throat.

Come on, it's obviously not welcome to see them.

You can't rely on others, you can only go by yourself. By the time Bei Yutang and the others arrived in town, the sun was already high.

It is said to be a town, but from the perspective of Bei Yutang, this scale is like a more prosperous village in the real world. A main street is only a hundred meters away, and all the shops are on both sides of the street.

It was the first time for the boy Mo to come to town. He was very excited. He stared at both sides of the street with his dark eyes. When he saw a small stall selling sugar on the street, his eyes lit up, but he quickly lowered his head. .

Bei Yutang noticed it, took him by the hand and walked to the candy seller's booth, lowered her head and asked, "Mo'er, which one do you like?"

The boy Mo raised his head suddenly, his black pupils shone brightly, "Mother, do you want to buy it for Mo'er?"

Bei Yutang was heartbroken by his bright eyes like black grapes. Look at this little guy's eyes, that innocent and innocent look is simply too cute.

"Well." Bei Yutang rubbed his little head lovingly, "Pick the one you like."

Boy Mo did not choose, but first asked the stall owner, "Uncle, how much is a candy man?"

"One for two cents, buy two for three cents." The stall owner looked at the pink boy Mo and replied with a smile.

The boy Mo raised his head and said to Bei Yutang, "Mother, Mo'er doesn't want to eat."