Wen Nannan quickly stored the rough rice and bean cakes next to her in her space. After a moment of thought, she took out another bean cake and, following the route she remembered, went to the rice field and gave it to Aunt Zhang.
rThe sun gradually set, and the first day of the game passed peacefully.
rAs the night grew quiet, Wen Nannan lay tossing and turning on the hard wooden bed, unable to sleep. Her stomach rumbled from time to time.
rWith a complex expression, she climbed off the wooden bed and stared at the broken bowl for a long time, unable to resist taking out the bean cake from her space.
rThe bean cake made from husks didn't taste very good, but she couldn't resist her hunger. Wen Nannan pinched her nose, chewed the bean cake into pieces, and swallowed it with her eyes closed.
rThe taste of bean crumbs in her mouth almost made her vomit, which reinforced her determination to stock up on supplies as soon as possible.
rThe next day, as dawn broke, Wen Nannan got out of bed, filled the broken bowl by her bed with water, and went to the rice field.
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