Wang Qiuju refused to believe that her son only had so little money.

After searching for a long time, she couldn't find the money and had to give up.

But she still couldn't rest assured and instructed, "Don't spend the money recklessly."

Yang Xiaole nodded in agreement.

Xi Zi thought of something and said to him, "By the way, brother, we have a two-week break, and we'll go back to school on the 29th."

Yang Xiaole nodded lightly.

It was almost time.

Wang Qiuju packed up in the house and prepared to leave at night because the director had said last time to wait for the notice after the matter was settled.

She was worried about missing the notification time.

Yang Xiaole watched her packing and instructed, "Mom, when you go there, go to the sub-district office more often. It would be troublesome if they forget about you."

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"Okay, I got it."

After hearing her promise, Yang Xiaole looked at Yang Guangzhi next to him and said, "By the way, Dad, when you go tomorrow, remember to take the eldest brother with you and let people know about our family's situation, so that no one will gossip. If the eldest brother wants to come back home to sleep, then let him come back, but if he doesn't want to, let him sleep at the factory."

After speaking, he saw Mom pause for a moment.

He comforted her, "Mom, don't worry. When we were registering the household in the city and from the countryside a couple of years ago, there were many cases like ours. Many people are eating expensive food at home. I just mean to let everyone know about the situation."

After hearing this, Wang Qiuju felt relieved.

She was also afraid of gossip.

Yang Xiaole saw him packing and took out a can from the box.

He smiled at Yang Guangzhi and said, "Dad, you should go to the city more often in the future. Mom is a city person now."

"You brat, what are you talking about!"

When Yang Guangzhi heard this, his face darkened, and he was about to hit him.

Yang Xiaole ran out with the things.

His intention was just to make the family's conditions better, and he had no other intentions.

Seeing him run away, Yang Guangzhi didn't chase after him, but he was thinking that he really needed to go to the city more often.

Outside the door, Yang Xiaole opened the can, and a few people happily ate there.

During this time, they lived a really comfortable life. Candies, canned food, milk powder, and brown sugar were consumed every few days.

This was a treatment that might not even be available during the New Year.

Wang Qiuju watched the kids eating canned food and didn't say anything.

After chatting for a while, it was already dark outside.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole drank some of the sweet soup from the canned food and told his family that he was going to get something and then left.

They had agreed to have a good meal as a family that night.

After coming out, he went into the space to start cooking.

After looking around, there wasn't much to cook, and there wasn't much demand at the moment. As long as there was meat, it would be a good meal.

A pot of rice was a must.

He thought about what to eat and cooked some pork belly, pig stomach, and pig intestines... and then stir-fried them in lard.

He added some well water, and then added some dried chili peppers.

He also added some pig blood and tofu.

Before serving, he added some chopped green onions and minced garlic, and the aroma filled the air.

A pot of mixed stew was ready.

Even he felt that it smelled really good.

After finishing, he extinguished the kerosene lamp and then left the space.

Two enamel basins were tied with straw ropes.

It was already late.

When he got back home, he quietly locked the door and then entered the house with the things.

He locked the main hall and then went to the inner room, where the whole family was already preparing.

Wang Qiuju looked at him carrying so many things and hurriedly took them from him, "You brat, where did you get all these things from?"

She was really curious about what her son did when he had nothing to do. This pot of food was worth a lot of money!

Yang Guangzhi, seeing his wife asking, didn't ask and just picked up a wine glass and poured the remaining two ounces of wine.

There was no way, how could there be good food without wine!

He also wanted to save some, but he couldn't!

Yang Xiaole also had a headache. This was also the reason why he didn't cook every day.

It was too tiring to explain.

He didn't bother with her and just ate his meal.

While eating, he muttered, "Mom, hurry up and eat. After we finish this, we need to put it away. It's not good if someone sees it. Mom, if you ask again, I won't cook anymore. I'll eat it all by myself and then come back. Is it easy for me to cook something to eat?"

Just eat if there's food.

Didn't they see the two kids eating and not even talking?

Wang Qiuju was so angry when she heard this.

In the end, she sighed and didn't ask again, quietly eating her meal.

He controlled the amount he cooked, not too much, but not too little either. Otherwise, it would be troublesome to leave it here.

After everyone finished eating, they all burped.

Wang Qiuju lit a mosquito coil that had been extinguished, and the smell in the room was immediately covered by the mosquito coil.

After eating and drinking their fill, Wang Qiuju went out to wash the basin.

It was already late.

No one went to sleep, they all sat there chatting.

Wang Qiuju kept explaining what she would do in the city after she left.

For a while, the room was filled with the smell of parting.

Finally, they decided that Xi Zi and Xiaoli would go with her, and Dad would bring Xi Zi back tomorrow.

As for Yang Xiaole, he didn't want to go. He had just come back today, so why would he go again?

And with so many people here, it wouldn't be convenient for him to go. It would be better to go by himself another day!

Besides, he had something to do tomorrow!Until the two little kids were exhausted, the few people went back to sleep.

At night, the whole family went out.

Yang Xiaole naturally didn't follow.

After a few people left, he hurried out, locked the courtyard gate and the house door, and returned to the house.

Then he entered the space.

Inside, it was as dark as outside.

He didn't care about that.

He tried to absorb the things he bought in batches, one by one, into the space.

At this point, he found a problem. After the last carving was absorbed, there was no comparison and no difference.

This time, the difference was obvious.

The small particles released in different colors carried the original color of the raw materials.

Suddenly, the space was filled with a pile of colorful things.

Naturally, the most were red, green, and blue.

After thinking for a moment, he tried to grab a red one and put it in his mouth.

Suddenly, a hot feeling surged through his body, similar to the effect of the previous one he ate, but this effect was stronger.

And he even felt something in a certain position, which startled him!

Fortunately, it wasn't that kind of feeling.

As for the green one, after eating it, he didn't have that feeling, just a feeling of relaxation all over.

After eating the blue one, he felt much clearer in his head.

He hadn't slept for long, and he was still a little drowsy, but after eating the blue particles, he felt energetic.

Yang Xiaole was curious for a while.

He had finished eating the 30 or so mixed colors he had made before.

After all, one particle could only last for an hour, and he could consume a dozen or so in a day, except when he was sleeping.

He tried the mixed colors again and felt that the effect was a combination of the three, but each one was much weaker.

Yang Xiaole sat there pondering for a while.

He felt that this was like the three primary colors, mixed together to form other colors, so they had the effects of the three primary colors.

He could only understand it this way.

He looked outside the space, and a three-meter range of light was within his survey range.

He felt that the tenfold consumption wasn't as big a change as he had imagined!

But then he realized.

Increasing the diameter by one unit increased the area by three units.

This thing was the same as a chessboard, but instead of doubling, it was tripling, and the subsequent consumption was even more terrifying.

He didn't care about that.

After waiting quietly for an hour, all the various states on his body disappeared. Although he still didn't feel drowsy, that special comfortable feeling was gone.

It was still the same as before, an hour's effect.

Looking at the three hundred or so particles floating in the air.

If divided into three types of effects, each type would be a hundred, which would last for about ten days.

The problem was that he hadn't felt any significant changes in his body at this point.

For example... increased strength?

For example... photographic memory?

...

The problem was that he couldn't test increased strength!

But he could try photographic memory.

He picked up the ancient book, ate a blue particle, and suddenly felt as clear-headed as if he had drunk coffee.

He kept reading it over and over again.

Sure enough.

It still worked.

Before, he needed to understand it for a long time, but now he could understand the general meaning after reading it once.

In combination with the last few words translated by Chen Fuhai.

He read the book like this for a while.

After thinking for a moment, he ate the other two kinds of particles and started practicing the various postures described in the book according to the explanation.

There were a total of eighteen.

After a simple trial, an hour had passed.

The state of being fully alert all over his body disappeared, and Yang Xiaole sat there pondering.

According to the last chapter, this book was incomplete.

A total of eighty-one, for nine by nine.

But this book only had twenty-nine, and he didn't know what was in the rest.

But just now, he tried it, and one by nine was a combination.

Before completing the practice, forcing the rest would harm the body, or even the foundation.

After the experiment, he roughly knew what the effects were.

Yang Xiaole pondered there.

In the future, when he went to school, he would specifically eat this, and he didn't know if the learning effect would be good.

After a series of experiments, it was already late.

He needed to sleep.

After leaving the space, he was really ready to go to bed.

After thinking for a moment, an enamel basin appeared in his hand, filled with well water.

Then a blue light ball appeared, and he threw it into the enamel basin to see if it would dissolve and still have a light effect.

If it did, he could let his family taste it.

Otherwise, everyone would be scared of the glowing light in the middle of the night.

Unfortunately.

After being thrown into the well water, it still floated in a blue state.

He thought for a moment, then collected the well water into the space, went to the main hall, and poured a glass of water from the thermos flask.

The tail was gone, and there was only a little residual warmth.

When the light ball fell into the water, it disappeared completely.

Ah, it worked.

This made him happy.

Then he took a sip, and that clear-headed feeling returned, but the effect felt a little weaker.

But Yang Xiaole didn't mind.

As long as it worked, it was fine.

Lying on the heated bed, he stared at the ceiling in the dark, not feeling the slightest drowsiness.

After waiting for an hour, that feeling finally faded.

Hmm, not bad.

Although it was a bit weaker, at least it still worked.

After the experiment, he didn't care anymore and just lay on the bed and fell asleep.

...

The next morning, the song "The East Is Red" came over the loudspeaker.

Yang Xiaole also got up with it.

Although he didn't sleep much last night, at this point, he didn't feel drowsy at all, obviously the things he ate yesterday had some improvement.Now that it's the busy farming season, he can go to the Production Team for meals.

Holding his bowl, he prepared to get some food to keep up appearances.

A child who doesn't eat when there's food is problematic.

Upon arrival, he saw Yang Qingwen laughing and chatting with two men dressed in gray Lenin suits.

Yang Xiaole knew these were the officials stationed in the Village for the Autumn Harvest.

Every year, during the summer planting and harvest, as well as the autumn planting and harvest, officials would be stationed in the Village to supervise and guide the farmers' work.

It was to prevent people from not planting the required crops.

Like planting sweet potatoes on a large scale.

In the past, after their arrival, they would sleep in the rooms prepared by the Production Team committee, and for meals, they would rotate among the households, with the Village providing food as a subsidy.

Now that there's a canteen, these rules no longer apply.

"Why should I? Captain, why are you asking me to haul coal?"

At this moment, Yang Xiaohu was discontentedly questioning Yang Qingwen, completely ignoring the two stationed officials as if he was doing it on purpose.

Yang Qingwen smiled and said to the two officials, "Officials Zhang and Liu, please go ahead and eat, the food is already inside. I'll handle this matter first."

He casually offered them each a cigarette.

The two just glanced at it and cheerfully went to the Production Team committee's office.

After seeing the two officials enter, Yang Qingwen's smile faded, and he approached: "What's the matter? Why the long face?"

Seeing his expression, Yang Xiaohu also felt somewhat uneasy.

As long as the Captain didn't make a mistake, he could decide on everything in the Village.

He was not someone to offend.

Then he muttered, "I've only just returned a few days ago, why am I being asked to haul ore again?"

"What's wrong with hauling ore? When you went to the City before, didn't others go too? Did they have complaints? Now that we have fewer people, the Commune needs support, and you have an issue with that? What kind of attitude is this?"

Yang Qingwen scolded him.

Hearing this, Yang Xiaohu also remembered that last time he went to the City to work as a Temporary Worker, someone else had taken his place.

But yesterday, Yang Guangchun said he couldn't find work for him.

Today, apart from Yang Xiaole, the rest of Yang Guangzhi's family was gone.

In his view, it was Yang Guangchun who didn't find him work and secretly found work for Yang Guangzhi's family instead.

This was something he couldn't accept.

Yang Xiaole, watching from the side, inwardly cursed him for being a pig-headed fool.

Even the Captain was offended.

Did he no longer want to go out?

Without a certificate from him, no amount of shouting would help.

Ignoring him, Yang Xiaole grabbed some breakfast and went straight home.