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"Nannan, what's wrong with you?" she asked.

Shen Nan's brain was running rapidly. She felt that today was a good opportunity to find a suitable reason for her lack of memory of the original owner, so she thought about it and said to Shen Yue: "Sister, I seem to have encountered some bizarre things. , and also forgot what happened before.”

As she spoke, she touched the back of her head. There was a big bump there, which had been hidden by her hair and couldn't be seen. She only touched it when she was taking a shower, so she just used this as an excuse.

Shen Yue hurriedly leaned over and touched the spot she mentioned. She felt a lump the size of a baby's fist appear on the back of her sister's head. It was so hard that it hurt just thinking about it.

"Nannan, does it hurt? Did that old witch do it? It seems that I shouldn't let them go." When Shen Yue said this, her eyes suddenly changed, and she was obviously infected with murderous intent.

Shen Nan really shook her head, "It's okay, eldest sister, it doesn't hurt anymore. I guess it will take a few days for the congestion inside to melt away and the bag to fall apart." She said, "However, this family of black-hearted people, I definitely won’t let them go.”

"Okay, this is the hatred of our family, and we can never spare them."

The two sisters talked for a long time, and Shen Nan learned a lot about the original body and the eldest sister Shen Yue, including their space.

Shen Yue's space is not large, about six or seven square meters. It can only hold some grains, vegetables and meat, not living animals.

"Sister, mine is weirder than yours. It's not small inside and can hold a lot of things. There's also a strange thing inside. I just tried it. Some special things can be put in and can be directly exchanged for silver. Why? In other words, if I have a Ganoderma lucidum in my hand right now, I can just put it in and I can take it out in silver."

"What? Such a strange thing could happen?" Shen Yue was shocked, then she clasped her hands together and bowed to the sky, extremely pious.

After a long while, she turned to Shen Nan and said, "Nannan, don't tell anyone about this, not even Xiao An."

"I understand!" The two sisters reached an agreement and went back to their houses to sleep.

Early the next morning, when Shen Nan woke up, there were some faint sounds coming from the direction of the kitchen. Through the gap in the wooden window, she saw the gloomy sky outside. She didn't know what time it was, and she thought... The time is really inconvenient.

Suddenly, she thought that there was time in her mall, so she quickly opened the control panel of the trading mall, found the time in the upper left corner, and realized that it was already [-]:[-] in the morning. She didn't expect that she had slept for so long.

She put on her clothes, went to the kitchen quietly, opened the wooden door, and quickly closed it to block out the cold wind outside.

"Nan Nan, are you awake?" Shen Yue looked at her with a smile, but the dark circles under her eyes told Shen Nan that the eldest sister must not have slept well last night.

Shen Nan looked at the flames in the stove that were about to go out. He quickly sat in front of the stove and stuffed a few twigs into the stove hole. The fire soon started.

Shen Yue was kneading the dough. She opened the lid and took a look. There was just a pot of boiling water, but no rice had been cooked yet. So she got up and walked to the grain bag, scooped out two small bowls of rice and put them in the clay pot. Scoop clean.

Shen's mother, Nian, came back from outside just now, as if she had just finished using the toilet. When she saw her second daughter, who had replaced her standing in front of the stove to cook, she asked softly: "Why are you up so early?"

"Mom, I've woken up." Shen Nan shouted this title very familiarly, without any embarrassment.

"As long as you sleep well, mother will cook for you." He said and walked forward.

Shen Nan looked at the two people in front of him, a sick person and a pregnant woman. He shook his head helplessly and pushed them both aside. Shen Yue lit the fire while Nian sat on the chair and refused to let her do anything.

Early in the morning, Shen Yue took out a brand new big pot from the space and placed it on the stove. When Shen Nan saw this, she winked at Shen Yue, which meant: "Sister, what do you say about this pot?"

"Oh, just fool around, it's up to me." Shen Yue continued to add firewood disapprovingly. Seeing this, Shen Nan stopped making any small expressions and concentrated on kneading the dough in his hand.

After the rice was put into the pot, Shen Nan was still kneading the dough at a steady speed.

Wait until the kneading is almost done, then put it on the stove to wake up.

At this time, the third baby also got up, and Shen Nan took the third baby outside to wash up.

Until she finished washing, Sanwa was still not awake, and she didn't know whether she had slept for a long time or just hadn't woken up yet.

After the porridge was cooked, it was poured into a pottery basin and covered with a lid. Only then did Shen Nan put the steamed buns into the pot to steam.

In less than 10 minutes, the steamed buns were steamed. The family members served the dishes and those holding the bowls took the bowls. The division of labor was clear and they were quickly seated at the table.

Shen Nan washed the pot and mixed it with a few ladles of water. With the help of the remaining fire in the stove, the water was heated in a short time, so that when water was needed, cold water would not be used.

Looking at the fragrant, thick rice porridge and the soft, white and fat steamed buns, everyone in the Shen family felt that they were extremely delicious. No one needed to speak, and they silently picked up their chopsticks and ate them.

It wasn't until after dinner that Sanwa returned to the kitchen with his rice bowl that he noticed the shiny iron pot on the stove.

"Ah! Eldest sister and second sister, where did this pot come from?"

"I found it in the house. It seems there are many treasures in this house!" Shen Yue said casually.

"Oh! That's right." Sanwa replied thoughtfully.

Since then, for a long time, Sanwa has been in every room in the house. He is always looking for treasures that may be hidden in this corner or that corner.

After finishing the meal, Sanwa noticed that there was a lot less white flour in the bag. Not only that, but also a lot less white rice.

He thought of the sumptuous breakfast just now, a large bowl of white and soft steamed buns, a large pot of thick rice porridge, and a large plate of shredded ground nuts. Thinking of this, his face changed again and again. His legs were a little weak. If he hadn't been sitting on the stool, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Who made these steamed buns?" he asked.

Shen Nan looked at him doubtfully and said matter-of-factly: "I did it, what's wrong?"

He looked at the thick rice porridge again and asked shakily: "What about this porridge?"

Shen Nan licked her lips and said, "I cooked it!"

"What about Di Guosi?" Sanwa asked still unwilling to give up.

"It's still me, what? Do you want to learn from me?" Shen Nan smiled and looked at his wrinkled face and joked.

Sanwa just felt like a bolt from the blue. The uncles, aunts and grandmothers in the village felt sorry for them and sent them so much food that their family could last more than ten days if they saved a little.