In fact, Yun Xi was stunned when she first learned that the space had given her the mission.

When a woman gave her black hair to a man, it was to express her love for him. Casting aside the fact that Yun Xi and Zhou Lin did not have any emotional connection, they had only seen each other once in this life.

Moreover, Yun Xi felt that Zhou Lin's sexual orientation had always been a mystery. In her previous life, the 35-year-old Zhou Lin had never been romantically involved with anyone. Deep down, Yun Xi thought that he had been a soldier for a long time and would not normally see any women, so he...

No, she could not continue to think of him like this. She was holding a bracelet that she had woven with her own hair. The bracelet in her hand seemed to be burning.

When she received the mission, she had pondered over it before finally deciding to weave her hair into a bracelet. In her previous life, she had been so blind that she adored Zhou Mo so much. Even so, she had never thought of weaving a hair bracelet for him. This was the first time she had given him something like this. She could not help but feel embarrassed!

After walking for a while, they arrived at the Old Ma's house. Old Ma, the coachman, had already prepared his oxcart. It seemed that there were already a few people sitting on the oxcart. As soon as the time was up, they were about to set off.

He saw Yun Xi and the others walking over. There were quite a number of people altogether, and they were just enough to be fit in the oxcart. As soon as Yun Xi and the others arrived, Old Ma started the journey.

This was the first time Yun Xi experienced going to a market in a rural area. In her previous life, she had always found it a burden to spend money, so she had never lived so freely. It was as if she had been paying for others all her life. In this life, Yun Xi had the space in her hands and could live freely for her own sake.

Old Master Yun had given Chen Li 20 yuan for her to buy some local agricultural and sideline products at the market. The agricultural and sideline products produced on this land were sweet potatoes. This was a special black land, and the sweet potatoes produced were especially sweet. Many people went there to buy the potatoes because of their fame.

Compared to the rare fruits sent by the Zhou family, the sweet potatoes here might not be valuable. However, it was more or less a token of appreciation from Old Master Yun. The gift might be insignificant, but his kindness mattered. Old Master Yun cherished his comradeship very much.

This group of people was quite lucky. When they had just gotten off the oxcart, sweet potatoes were sold at the first stall. The sweet potatoes looked big and good, and their skin was not damaged at all. Despite having lived for two lifetimes, Yun Xi still had no idea how to choose these agricultural and sideline products. This 'arduous' task could only be handed over to Chen Li.

Yun Yang had been following behind Yun Xi and Chen Li all this time, and he was especially well-behaved. Unlike him, Yun Lang kept pacing back and forth restlessly while looking into the distance. He wanted to see what food was available in the market!

Not far from the sweet potato stall, a stall owner was frying dough sticks. Oil in this era was a very precious thing. Every household only used a little oil to cook. It was rare for someone to fry food using such a large amount of oil. Everyone could only buy some fried food at the market during the festival to satisfy their cravings.

In everyone's eyes, Yun Gang's family conditions had always been good. Liu Fang especially doted on her son. When she went to the market, she would buy Yun Lang's favorite food. Yun Lang was already used to it, so he could not comprehend the difficulties faced by other children.

Before Chen Li chose a sweet potato, Yun Lang had been urging her to buy him something delicious.

"Do you have money? How dare you ask my mother to buy you food."

Yun Yang, who disliked Yun Lang, directly retorted.

"You..."

Of course, Yun Lang did not have any money. He pointed angrily at Yun Yang, his mouth puffing.

"I don't care. You guys have to buy it for me!"

Yun Lang had no other choice but to act shamelessly.

Seeing that Chen Li was still picking sweet potatoes at a leisurely pace, Yun Lang was afraid that they would really not buy it for him. He went straight to the stall and squatted on the ground to cry, attracting the attention of many people.

Yun Xi looked at Yun Lang, who was sitting on the ground. Like mother, like son. At such a young age, he had already learned how to guilt-trip others. It seemed that parents played a great role in their child's physical and mental growth.

Yun Lang kept crying on the ground. Chen Li had no choice but to get up and head to the stall to buy him some food.

Yun Xi wanted to stop her mother, but Chen Li rejected her with a wave.

"Forget it! He's just a child.."