Beef Jerky

"No need to buy it; we'll look around our home when we get back. Maybe we'll find a pot. If we can't, then we'll search the surrounding area," he doubted that every household's pots had been washed away.

They would pick up some good stuff while others hadn't returned yet.

"Okay."

They bought as many bags of rice as they could, and with not enough money left for another bag, Wang Xin let Ah Qian decide what to buy with what was left.

Ah Qian cheered but still honestly helped carry the rice downstairs.

In fact, with many hands on deck, they only bought three bags, and everyone wanted to carry them; if Ah Qian didn't, someone else would have eagerly offered.

But Ah Qian saw it as an honor; he liked carrying the rice.

Wang Xin carried a bag, Ah Qian another, and Gou Dan the third. The three of them carried the rice with others walking beside them, some even reaching out to steady the load, careful not to let the precious rice fall to the ground.