Mo Yanxing and Ji Sutang followed everyone back to the village.

The village chief uncle took Ji Sutang to a double-storey wooden house, "This is where you want to live. We have packed it up for you. If you need anything, just come to me directly."

This is the newest house in the village. It was specially built by the people in the village for the planet to grow back in a month.

After Ji Sutang had been arranged, the village chief uncle left.

Ji Sutang walked into the room. The entire house was made of logs, and there were also various small ornaments woven with vines. Everything in this room is handmade and full of the villagers' thoughts.

Compared to the cold palace in his original memory, Ji Sutang now prefers this place.

"bang bang bang"

There was a slight collision sound, and Ji Sutang looked around but could not find the source of the sound.

Just as she gave up and sat on the bed, a faint vibration on the zipper of her pocket caught her attention and awakened her memory.

She quickly unzipped the zipper, took out the elf from her pocket with one hand, held it in front of her, and touched her hair with the other hand. She said with an annoyed expression: "Elf, I'm sorry, I will definitely not forget you next time." .”

Jiang Yujing glanced at her dissatisfied, turned his back to her, and expressed his dissatisfaction with his actions.

Looking at the little elf's little behavior, Ji Sutang felt dumbfounded.

She rubbed his silver hair and comforted him: "Don't be angry. I promise you that next time I am alone, I will let you out as soon as possible."

A numbing sensation spread from his scalp to his whole body. A blush appeared on his face, his body became weak, and his head kept leaning towards her fingers, wanting her to touch him more.

Listening to her gentle voice, he almost wanted to nod in agreement.

At the critical moment, his consciousness returned.

He couldn't just agree. He wanted more, wanted to be by her side openly, just like... just like before.

The idea that suddenly popped into his head startled him.

Before, what before?

He had never seen her before, so why did he always have past thoughts in his mind for no reason.

Did he meet her when he was a child?

He closed his eyes and thought carefully, trying to get the answer.

Suddenly, there was a stinging pain deep in his brain. The memory of his childhood was like an ancient painting buried for thousands of years, shattering into pieces with the stinging pain.

Ji Sutang's gentle voice came from behind him, "Little Elf, don't be angry. If you want to do this, if it's not too much, I will agree to it."

As the sound sounded, the tingling pain in his brain slowly subsided.

He turned around and looked at her. What he was about to say turned into "I don't want to go into the dark room next time. I want to stay outside with you."

After he finished speaking, he frowned slightly, covered his mouth, and looked at Ji Sutang blankly.

No, he didn't mean to say this originally, what he wanted to say was...

No, that's what he wanted to say just now...

He just wanted to stay with her and accompany her.

Thinking of this, he was sure in his heart. With the posture just now, he looked at her with his blue eyes, with a hint of water in them, as if she didn't agree, so he cried to her.

When Ji Sutang saw him like this, he remembered the stray cats he used to feed at school.

The same was true for the stray cat. Every time he saw her, he always looked at her with pitiful eyes, which made her heart soften. She voluntarily took out the money she had saved for a long time to buy cat food for it.

Seeing that Ji Sutang didn't speak, Jiang Yujing thought for a while, then sat down, laid his body flat, lay in Ji Sutang's palm, turned sideways, and gently rubbed his face against Ji Sutang's fingertips to act coquettishly.

Anyway, he is younger now, so acting coquettishly is not a big deal.

Ji Sutang was slightly startled, this looked more like that cat. The cat would often circle around her feet and rub its body against them.

The words of rejection were already on my lips, but I couldn't say them out.

In the past, some people always said that ten fingers are connected to one's heart. At that time, she didn't quite understand what this meant. Now the smooth, warm and soft feeling on her hands spread from her fingertips to her heart, making her heart feel tingly.

It turns out that ten fingers can really connect hearts.

Ji Sutang looked at the elf, tried his best to keep a straight face, and said fiercely: "Elf, stop rubbing against me, get up quickly."

The elf sat up and looked at him with watery eyes, cute and pitiful.

Ji Sutang felt even softer.

Her lips moved slightly, but she finally agreed to his request.

"I promise you, I will never put you in my pocket casually again."

"Tangtang, you are so kind."

After finishing speaking, the elf's eyelids gradually drooped, his body curled up, and he leaned softly on Ji Sutang's palm.

He was seriously injured, and it was not easy to hold on until now. Now that he was assured, the stone in his heart dropped, and his body began to fall into a state of sleep and repair.

After placing the elf in place, Ji Sutang relied on his memory to hold his arm and turn on the optical brain.

A flash of light emanated from her arm to the wall, and a circle kept spinning on the wall.

Ji Sutang asked the system in confusion, "What's going on?"

"This is a hopeless wilderness. It is one of the few places in the world where there is no signal. The optical brain cannot be used here."

"But if the optical brain cannot be used here, why does the village chief suggest that I use the optical brain to contact the outside world?"

"He doesn't know. Optical computers are a luxury product, and not everyone in this village can afford it. How would he know if he hasn't used it?"

After listening to the system's words, Ji Sutang completely gave up contacting the outside through the optical brain. She looked outside with a tense face, thinking quickly about how to leave.

System 88 comforted: "You don't have to worry. As far as I know, next month, the deputy of the planet leader will come here to inspect. By then, you can leave with him."

Ji Sutang was convinced, and at the same time his favorable impression of the system increased.

"Knock Knock Knock..."

There were knocks on the door outside. Ji Sutang put the elf away and went to open the door.

The village chief stood outside the door with two middle-aged men about the same age as him. They each held a ceramic plate. The patterns on the plates were different but they all had some flaws.

After meeting Ji Sutang, the village chief said respectfully and enthusiastically: "Girl, here is the dinner we have prepared for you."

There are half a bottle of nutrient solution, a gray paste with no visible ingredients, and half an apple. These were selected by the village chief from among the things given by the villagers.

Ji Sutang looked at these things and immediately thought of the bread. She touched the sweet potatoes in her pocket and said to them with a smile: "You're welcome, I can just eat some. You can take these back."

"No, how can you just eat something? You are the benefactor of our village. If it weren't for you, Ah Qi wouldn't even be able to find the bones. We must treat you well."

Looking at the weird-colored paste, Ji Sutang waved his hand quickly, "No, really no need."

The village chief looked at her with disapproval, "You're welcome. Although our village is poor, we can still afford to feed you. You don't have to go hungry for us."

Ji Sutang took out the sweet potato from his pocket and said, "I'm not going to be hungry. I'll just eat this."

Surprise flashed across the faces of the villagers nearby, "Is this something from the city? This is my first time seeing it."

"You haven't seen them before?" Ji Sutang looked at them with wide eyes. When she saw them shaking their heads, she explained, "These are sweet potatoes. I dug them in the wilderness."

As the most knowledgeable person among the villagers, the village chief quickly realized the value of sweet potatoes. He quickly asked: "Can this stuff fill your stomach? Is it delicious? Are there many in the wilderness?"

"It fills my stomach, one is enough for me..."

While answering the questions, Ji Sutang also understood why the village chief asked such questions.

Sweet potatoes are highly adaptable to the environment and can grow in hopeless wilderness. They are filling and healthier than moldy bread, making them very suitable for villagers in small villages.

The nobles of this world generally consume nutrient solution, while others usually eat bread. As for crops such as sweet potatoes, corn, and rice, they were lost when people moved to the Taihe galaxy.

This world has a high level of science and technology, but its cultivation level is not as good as that of the original Blue Star. This has resulted in low wheat production and high food prices, and many people cannot afford to eat food.

Ji Sutang looked at the sweet potatoes in his hand and an idea came to his mind. What she didn't know at this time was that this idea would completely change her destiny.

"This sweet potato was dug in the place where you rescued me. There are many around it, and it tastes good. I will bake it now, and you can come and taste it."

The village is very poor and does not even have any high-tech kitchen utensils. The villagers use the most traditional earth stove to cook.

The village chief took Ji Sutang to a brick house. It is a simple courtyard house with a large courtyard in the middle. This house is the newest addition to the log cabin.

The village chief's wife was sitting in the yard picking out sundries. When she heard footsteps, she raised her head and asked, "Old Li, why are you back so soon? Does the girl like what you brought?"

"Hey, why are you here, girl? Is the thing they brought not to your liking? How about I make you something else?"

"No, Auntie, I came here to borrow the kitchen." Ji Sutang shook the sweet potato in his hand and continued to explain, "This is a sweet potato. I want to roast it."

Aunt Li glanced at the village chief, saw him nodding slightly and asked: "How do you want to bake it? Do you put it directly into the fire?"

The middle-aged man holding the paste smiled and said: "Definitely not. If you put it directly into the fire, it will turn into carbon. I guess it was put in the half-extinguished fire and slowly simmered."

"This uncle is right, that's what it is."

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