Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

"Are there mushrooms so soon?" Song Xi felt a little unbelievable. In modern times, she had grown that kind of mushroom bag, and it took time for mushrooms to germinate.

"Mushrooms grow fast in the mountains. They come out in one morning. If you don't pick them early, they will grow up in a short time. They don't taste good." Zhou Yi lightly stroked Song Xi's hair before removing the sundries. Time to get the pannier.

Song Xi hurriedly said, "Brother Yi, there is no need to lock the door anymore, I have nothing to do now."

She knew that Zhou Yi locked the door every time he went out to worry about her, but she was almost fine now, so she really didn't have to be so careful.

"Okay." Zhou Yi turned his head and smiled at Song Xi, that dog-legged appearance, no matter how silly he looked.

Seeing Zhou Yi walk out of the door, Song Xi hastily called out again, "Brother Yi..."

Zhou Yi turned around and saw Song Xi's hesitant expression, his heart was about to melt, "Daughter-in-law, do you want to go mushroom picking too? Don't worry, there are different kinds of mushrooms on the mountain in every season. Yes, I will definitely take you up the mountain to pick mushrooms."

Seeing that Zhou Yi misunderstood what she meant, Song Xi felt a little embarrassed. She left a sentence of "be careful of poisonous snakes" and quickly ran back to the room, closed the door, and leaned against the door. Why do you have to force her to speak out?

Some things, see through but not tell, don't you understand?

Zhou Yi looked at the closed door, with a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth. It felt so good to be cared for by his little wife. He had never felt sweet in his heart before. Ever since his little wife came, he felt like every day. Like soaking in a honey pot, my heart is sweet every day.

Zhou Yi closed the courtyard door and walked away with the basket, this time without locking the door.

Hearing the sound of closing the door in the yard, Song Xi knew that Zhou Yi had gone out. She waited for a few more minutes before flashing into the supermarket. She hadn't been out before so it was difficult to bring out other things, but there was no lack of anything at home for the time being. Yes, except for winter clothes and quilts, these can be taken out of the space after two months.

Song Xi took the mirror, took the black hair rope, and according to the little 'Song Xi''s memory, braided two twist braids unique to this era, and simply cut the bangs to be even with the eyebrows, revealing With big watery eyes and the appearance of a pure schoolgirl, who would have thought that she was already married!

Thinking of winter clothes and quilts, Song Xi did what she wanted, and hurriedly searched Zhou Yi's closet, and found the quilt inside, but I really didn't see it, and the quilt had been used for many years. The cotton wicks were all black, and she couldn't accept such a quilt, so she would get new cotton wicks from the supermarket and replace the old ones.

Song Xi took out the two beds of blackened cotton wicks and hung them on the logs in the yard to dry. The main reason was that the clothesline was too high and she didn't have the strength to put the quilts on.

Zhou Yi herself didn't have any cold and warm clothes, but the two cotton padded clothes were already worn out and out of shape, so she decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to have a look, and then go to the supermarket to get similar ones.

Fashion is a circle, and it reincarnates every twenty years. Clothes of this era can set off another trend in twenty years, so she can find similar clothes in her supermarket.

When Song Xi tidied up the closet, he didn't see the two ginseng plants, presumably Zhou Yi's troubles had been resolved.

Song Xi dried all the clothes in the closet in the yard, leaving only the few ragged clothes she brought over, which contained her junior high school graduation certificate and her small account book. She planned to wait until she recovered. , to return the money of those little boys.

Being able to raise money for little 'Song Xi' to study in this era shows that these little boys are really good people. Obviously life is very hard, and life is almost unbearable, and they still try to raise money for little 'Song Xi', even now Little 'Song Xi' is gone, and she has to repay her favor for little 'Song Xi'. After all, everything about little 'Song Xi', good or bad, has been inherited by her.

After finishing all this work, Song Xi was quite tired, so she went back to the bed and fell asleep.

It's just that Song Xi didn't sleep for a long time, when she heard a knock on the door, she opened her eyes in a daze, and stayed on the bed for dozens of seconds before fully waking up, she picked up the tea mug and poured some cool water on it. Hand, patted the face, and then went out to open the door.

Opening the door, it turned out that Zhou Xiaoshu and Zhou Xiaohua were standing outside the door, and then Song Xi smiled faintly, "Xiaoshu, Xiaohua, you are here, come in and sit down."

It just so happens that she is also quite boring, and there is no one she knows in this village, and she can learn some things by talking to the children, not to mention that these two children are careless and can get along with each other.

"Little aunt, take a look at what this is?" After entering the yard, Zhou Xiaoshu spread out his hands like offering a treasure, and saw a few small purple fruits lying in his palm.

Song Xi knew this, it was plums, but it was a late-ripening variety. In modern times, many communities and roadsides in many places use this kind of plum trees as greening trees in gardens.

In spring, the trees are full of pink flowers, which are very beautiful, but in summer, the ground is full of fruits. The edible rate of its fruits is not very high, and few people eat them, so the fruits eventually rot in the ground and become Fertilizer for fruit trees.

"Little aunt, try it. If you think it's delicious, I'll pick it for you next time." Zhou Xiaoshu looked at Song Xi expectantly, probably because he didn't have a mother, so when they saw Song Xi, they thought They are very kind, unlike those aunts in the village who looked at them with inexplicable eyes one by one, which made them very uncomfortable.

"This fruit can only be eaten when it's fully ripe. It's not good to eat raw, and it will be very sour. You must remember it." Song Xi took a few plums from Zhou Xiaoshu's palm, and went to the stove to scoop water. After cleaning it, I poured two bowls of cold water for the two children. It's not that I don't want them to drink sugar water, but that I can't drink too much sugar water, so as not to rot their teeth. Just give them a drink once in a while.

"Xiaoshu, Xiaohua, what do you usually do in the village?" When Zhou Xiaoshu and Zhou Xiaohua were drinking cold water, Song Xi ate plums beside them. The sweet taste meant they were ripe.

Zhou Xiaohua raised her hand timidly, and her voice trembled a little, "We cut pigweed and cut cattle grass, and then we also dig wild vegetables and mushrooms."

Rural children in this era are like this. They have to do housework at a young age, and some families with less labor force have to go to the fields to earn work points with adults at a few years old. Thinking that after their health is good, they should also go to the fields to do farm work. Song Xi has a headache.

Little 'Song Xi' can, but she can't! Having a memory is like talking on paper, she has no actual combat experience!