When Yuan Bao woke up, breakfast at the Yuan Family was already on the table: blood curd stew, millet porridge, and mixed grain cornbread. For an average farming family, this was quite a lavish breakfast.
Meanwhile, Yuan Pandi, Yuan Zhaodi, and Yuan Yindi, who had gone into the mountains hoping for luck, hadn't returned yet. Naturally, their meals were kept warm in the pot.
Wait for them to come back and eat?
No way!
After all, no one knew when those three would return.
After breakfast, Yuan Bao grabbed his older brother and went out with a bunch of cousins to play.
Having just arrived in Beishan Village, Yuan Bao was eager to deepen his understanding of the place. The interactions between the kids were very pure.
As an unusual little kid with an adult soul, Yuan Bao was like an old fox among a pack of huskies.
Just as Old Yuan said, the villagers of Beishan Village indeed lived quite frugally.
