The house is filled with fragrance.
The four boys ate very deliciously. Wu Huiniang drank up a large bowl of wild vegetable paste.
Wang Damai was stunned.
Her mother often said that the life of the family next door was miserable, and that Brother Dashan’s wife didn’t have enough to eat every day. Is this what she meant by not having enough to eat?
Why does she feel that their family's life is even worse? ?
"Da Mai, eat quickly." Cheng Wan said, "There will be work for you later."
Eating so much food so early in the morning is not an easy task.
After Wang Damai went through a fierce psychological struggle, he finally succumbed to the delicious food, lowered his head and drank up the bowl of glutinous rice.
"Here!" Zhao Sidan stuffed two sugar-roasted chestnuts for her. "Sister Damai used to secretly stuff steamed buns for me, but now I can finally stuff them for you!"
In fact, Wang Damai didn't have much to eat himself, so he had to leave all the delicious food at home to his younger brother. But sometimes Sidan was so pitiful that he stood under the big tree between the two houses, staring at her and drooling, and his clothes were all wet. It got wet, so she had to break off a little bit of the bun and stuff it inside.
Unexpectedly, her unintentional act would be remembered by Sidan.
After breakfast, the busy day started again. Cheng Wanwan asked Barley to stay and help Wu Huiniang dig wild vegetables on the field ridge. After digging, she could go back at noon.
Wang Damai's head was filled with questions.
That bag of grain was enough for her family to feed her family for two or three days, so she was asked to dig wild vegetables?
Si Dan can also dig wild vegetables, why do you want her to do it?
How does she feel that Aunt Zhao is just trying to help her?
Cheng Wanwan took his four sons up the mountain. They made half a tael of silver yesterday and will continue to work hard today.
Before going up the mountain, I met an acquaintance at the foot of the mountain.
It was my sister-in-law, the third daughter-in-law of the old Zhao family, who took her daughter Chunhua and carried a vegetable basket up the mountain to dig wild vegetables.
Zhao's third daughter-in-law, Mrs. Sun, greeted her with a smile: "I haven't seen my sister-in-law for many days. I feel that my sister-in-law is paler than before."
The corners of Cheng Wanwan's mouth twitched. Although there was no mirror, she could see her hands. The palms were rough, the backs were dark, and they had the standard skin color of a peasant woman. When she made enough money, she would definitely buy some whitening skin care products... She was here She is also thirty-three in modern times, but people around her say she looks like she is in her early twenties.
But in ancient times, at thirty-three, she became an old woman who was about to have a grandson.
The average life span of people in ancient times was too short. Some people in the village who were in their thirties were already called old ladies... Fortunately, she still has her parents-in-law on her head, so she won't be called Old Mrs. Zhao for the time being...
Cheng Wanwan silently shed a handful of sad tears and said, "Hurry up the mountain while the sun is not high."
The four sons had already walked ahead quickly. She stepped to catch up. Sun also quickened her pace and said casually: "Sister-in-law looks a little fatter. As expected, eating meat is to support people."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Wanwan almost exploded.
Forget it when she is old and dark, how can she still gain weight! ! Dark, old and fat, this is intolerable! !
She immediately stopped: "Am I really fat??"
In fact, even if you eat meat every day, you won't be able to tell whether you are fat or not in a day or two. Mrs. Sun deliberately brought up the topic: "Sister-in-law has subsidized the Cheng family a lot of money over the years. This time she has a falling out with the Cheng family. I wonder if the Cheng family has anything to do with it." Didn’t you return the money?”
Cheng Wanwan understood instantly that this was a roundabout way to find out how much money she had.
She recalled how she got along with her sisters-in-law. Before the family was separated, the three families lived together. Because she was the sister-in-law, her husband had a different job in the military camp, and she gave birth to a child. The status of the four sons in the Zhao family is second to none, and the two sisters-in-law dare not mess with the original body, who has always been arrogant in front of her sisters-in-law.
Later, her husband died in the war, and he had a complete falling out with the Zhao family because he had swallowed his shirt money. Later, he had no contact with his sister-in-law.
"My eldest nephew wants to study. All the money has been spent long ago. How can there be any for me." Cheng Wanwan changed the subject, "Ms. Chunhua, do you know how much food the old lady still has?"
Zhao Chunhua immediately said: "Last night, grandma brought ten kilograms of buckwheat flour to our room and hid it..."
Mrs. Sun dragged her daughter behind her. How could she tell her sister-in-law how much food she had at home, what if she wanted to move back?
The elder sister-in-law gave birth to four sons to the old Zhao family. The old lady softened her heart and would definitely agree to the elder sister-in-law moving back to the old house.
"There is not much food left at home, and the children are so hungry that they are dizzy!"
Mrs. Sun did not dare to talk to Cheng Wanwan anymore, for fear that her daughter's big mouth would reveal everything about the old house.
Cheng Wanwan was happy that her ears were pure.
A group of people walked deep into the mountains. No one came here a few days ago, but when they came up today, this area was all dug up.
We still have to go deeper into the forest.
Cheng Wanwan wanted to continue looking for matsutake mushrooms and planned to go deeper.
Zhao San's daughter-in-law followed Cheng Wanwan. She actually wanted to find out how many copper coins Cheng Wanwan had on her hand and why she could afford meat.
She asked several times, but Cheng Wanwan ignored her.
Moreover, Cheng Wanwan walked deeper and deeper, not knowing where he was going.
Mrs. Sun took a look at the sky. The sun had come out, and it was getting hotter and hotter. The wild grass and vegetables were all gone. She had to dig a basket of wild vegetables back before noon, otherwise the old lady would lose her temper again.
There happened to be a large field of fresh wild vegetables that no one had dug before her eyes, so she quickly squatted down and got busy.
Zhao Chunhua also squatted down, and looked up to see Cheng Wanwan walking into the thorn forest in front, hunched over not knowing what he was looking for.
She licked her lips. Did the aunt find something good, so she had copper coins to buy meat?
She rolled her eyes and followed quietly.
Cheng Wanwan continued walking with her four sons. There were mushrooms and wild vegetables on the roadside, so she asked the four boys to dig for them first. She continued walking alone. Even if she couldn't find matsutake, it would be good to have some porcini mushrooms.
She stepped on thorns and peeled away large leaves, and suddenly an empty valley appeared in front of her.
A concave valley was naturally formed between the two mountains. This valley was actually full of dry lotuses. In other words, a month or two ago, this was a lotus pond.
At this time, lotus was a southern species and had not yet been introduced to the central region, which is neither south nor north. Maybe some birds and animals migrated from the south and brought lotus seeds, and then slowly, a large area was formed here. The lotus pond is visually estimated to be at least three or four acres of land.
However, the people of Dahe Village have lived in mountain huts for generations. Even if they see lotus flowers, they would not recognize them, let alone know that the mud where lotus flowers grow is actually covered with lotus roots.
Lotus root is a good thing. In many dynasties, it was a tribute presented to the imperial court by the southern subordinate countries. I don’t know what the status of lotus root is in this era...
She looked at the dry mud with burning eyes, and in her mind stir-fried lotus root slices, lotus root balls, sweet and sour lotus root cakes, spicy and sour lotus root cubes...
She swallowed hard, bent down to find a long thick stick to hold on, and jumped into the dry lotus pond.
The land was dry and the mud was very hard and difficult to dig. Cheng Wanwan spent a lot of energy and almost had blisters on his palms before he finally dug out a lotus root that was as long as an arm.
She broke the lotus root into two pieces with force. The wild lotus root with seven holes was white and clean inside and smelled fragrant.
It's a pity that there has been no rainfall for too long. The lotus roots in the ground have just grown a little, but they have not grown without nutrients. The lotus roots are a bit thin and not pink enough. The mall probably doesn't like such lotus roots, so there is no price at all.
Cheng Wanwan threw the dug lotus roots into his backpack, stood up and looked at the three or four acres of lotus root fields in front of him, thoughtfully.
