[Daily note] shopping

This morning, I was single-handedly driven by my mother. One person pushed the bicycle, which was broken but not broken, and took the 90-dollar bill to “enter the grain and oil store” in the market.

I flew out of the house and walked about a fifth of the time. I discovered that I forgot to bring the oil pot. I went back and went back. Today's wind is not small, and the layers of sand are swaying.

I finally bought it, bought a bag of fifty pounds of flour, and went back to the car. I came back.

In any case, I am still very happy and share some responsibilities for my mother. So happy!

Third day: Peony under the peony