Everyone else has traveled through time and space and been reborn, but I, the native cannon fodder

"Sister Qiao Qiao, you must be fine."

Mo Erya looked at Qiao Qiao's face with trust. For such a diligent and hard-working mountain spirit, there was absolutely no reason why he could not pass the exam.

"Well, we'll be fine."

She had been worried before the exam, but after the exam, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had several years more preparation time than others, so she had an advantage.

"I hope we can all stay true to our original aspirations and go further on the path we choose."

Qiao Qiao looked at Mo Erya, and Mo Erya also looked at Qiao Qiao. Their eyes met in the air, and both of them couldn't help but smile widely.

……

Early the next morning, Qiao Qiao said goodbye to the Mo family and rode her bicycle back to the village primary school with Li Zhizhong, who came to pick her up.

Mo Wangzhong and Zhang Huihui also went to work respectively. Mo Wuwa, carrying his schoolbag and yawning, also went to school.

Fortunately, Mo Wuwa, like his sister, has been carrying a fertilizer bag schoolbag for many years. Now that he has gone into the city, he finally has a normal schoolbag on his back.

It's not that Mo Wangzhong and Zhang Huihui noticed this and specially bought it for him. Their family of four actually don't care about this. As long as things are useful and useful, it doesn't make any difference to them...

A teacher next door couldn't bear to see him carrying a fertilizer bag every day, so he gave him a canvas schoolbag that he had discarded!

The canvas schoolbag was eliminated because it had a hole in it. Mo Erya repaired it with cloth for Mo Wuwa and even embroidered a flower for him.

Finally, according to Mo Wuwa's strong request, Mo Erya embroidered a golden cudgel of Sun Wukong for him.

Yes, it’s the Golden Cudgel!

"No, sister, what I want is Sun Wukong."

Mo Wuwa has liked Sun Wukong since he was a child, and now he wants to embroider Sun Wukong on his schoolbag, but his sister embroiders a stick for him? !

"No, Shitou, look, in such a small space and on such a small piece of cloth, how can it be possible to embroider the Monkey King? A golden hoop is just right."

Mo Erya pointed out the broken place to Mo Wuwa, and even said it with some justification, "Anyway, who doesn't know that when you see Sun Wukong, you can think of the Golden Cudgel, and when you see the Golden Cudgel, you can think of Sun Wukong. They We can all represent each other! You can’t embroider Sun Wukong, just embroider a golden hoop.”

the same? !

Mo Wuwa couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth and accepted it with tears in her eyes. What else could she do? He couldn't embroider!

Of course, neither can Mo Erya!

She can carve wood, and she originally thought that embroidery would be similar, but it turns out... there is a huge difference between holding a needle and a knife. The knife is very obedient in the hand, and you can cut it as you want, but the embroidery needle is really difficult to handle. Got it!

If I had known about this kind of work, I would have taken it back and asked my eldest sister for help. If my eldest sister learns embroidery, she will definitely do it very well.

The whole family had gone out, and Mo Erya, who was suddenly free, was not idle at all.

She had already made arrangements. After seeing off her family, she also rode her bicycle out. Today she was going to the bookstore to see if there were any books she liked.

"Little girl, are you here again?"

These days, Mo Erya has become familiar with the owner of the bookstore. Mainly because whenever she is free, she will come over to read books. The boss is very impressed by her.

"Boss, do you have any recommendations recently?"

After getting along for a long time, the bookstore owner also knew Mo Erya's preference for reading. He pulled out a book from under the table in front of him, "The latest arrival is "World Military Aviation"."

Then the bookstore owner whispered into Mo Erya's ear: "This is from abroad. It was only released this year. It was not easy to come by."

"Foreign goods?"

Mo Erya raised her eyebrows and lowered her voice like the bookstore owner.

"Yeah, I asked my friend to do this...ahem, it was hard to get it anyway, good stuff."

Obviously, the boss himself had read it first and was very shocked by the content in the book.

Mo Erya was even more shocked than the bookstore owner, mainly because why would the bookstore owner share such a good thing with her?

"Ahem...that's it!"

The bookstore owner coughed covertly, "I feel like I have something to talk about with you."

It was really not easy to find someone with the same hobbies and whom we could talk to. The bookstore owner had been waiting for Mo Erya to come because he wanted to chat with her about the contents of the book.

He even enthusiastically encouraged Mo Erya to read it nearby, "I've already read this book. It's really exciting. I want you to read it too, so you can have a good eye!"

"Then I'm welcome. Thank you boss."

After Mo Erya thanked the bookstore owner, he picked up the book and sat on a bench next to the bookstore owner to read.

The owner of the bookstore also came over. Obviously he had already read it, but he couldn't help but feel excited to watch it with Mo Erya again.

"Look at this picture... tsk tsk tsk... it's really cool?! Did you see the description below? tsk tsk tsk... it's really cool!"

"Hey, this is indeed not very good!"

"Our country's fighter planes are so cool..."

……

Mo Erya was reading a book while the bookstore owner was muttering excitedly beside him.

"...Is this a trip abroad this year?"

Mo Erya took a deep breath and turned the book to the last page. When she saw that the book was indeed published by the beautiful country this year, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Yes, this book is not easy to come by. I have wasted a lot of effort!"

The owner of the bookstore was very quiet. After all, he could only secretly look at this matter himself and did not dare to show it openly. He dared to show it to Mo Erya, which was also a kind of trust in her.

Mo Erya narrowed his eyes with a solemn expression, "These things are the secrets of our country. People in our country don't know about them, and they don't understand them clearly. But if you look at these pictures, they are very clear, and these introductions... "

The smile on the bookstore owner's face disappeared immediately. Everyone is smart and understands things as soon as they are spoken. The bookstore owner's face changed several times, and finally he turned livid and cursed, "Fuck you, these bastards, they are really indifferent. !”

"Hey……"

Mo Erya also sighed. Although they had won, after more than ten years of hard work and various internal strife, they were already riddled with holes. I'm afraid they had already become a sieve. After reading "The Art of War", and still Mo Erya, who had read countless history books, felt that if the enemy didn't do something, they would be sorry for this God-given opportunity.

For a moment, both people were silent.

The bookstore owner never got any good things again, and he was so excited that his heart felt cold. He looked at Mo Erya sadly, "Girl, you are so sharp every time."

She always hits the right note, which makes the bookstore owner love and hate her, but she still likes to chat with her, as if she has a habit of self-abuse.

"I'm just telling the truth."

In the end, Mo Erya patiently finished the book. He didn't finish it in the morning. He went home and had lunch and then went back. It's just that the bookstore owner was listless and didn't have the energy to chat around Mo Erya all morning. The man slumped on the wicker chair, feeling very sad.