Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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"You can't even eat properly all day long." The old man muttered unhappily, with a raised corner of his mouth, and gave Song Yun another thumbs up, "You are this!"
Song Ziyi looked very proud and raised his thumbs up, "Of course my sister is this."
Qi Mo Nan also raised the corners of his lips, looking proud.
The four of them went to finish their unfinished meal. The cold braised pork was a bit greasy, and it didn't taste as good as the hot one.
After dinner, the old man prepared some herbs at home. He had gathered a lot of them yesterday and needed to prepare them quickly. Song Yun gave him her herbs to help prepare. He planned to stay home that afternoon and tend to the herbs.
At 2:15, Song Yunqi, Mo Nan and Song Ziyi went out. They took the old man's shoulder pole and a bundle of hemp rope and headed towards the woods in the direction of the camp.
Fortunately, Qi Monan was there. He led the siblings to accurately bypass the camp's cordon and avoided many detours.
There are three woods in the direction of the camp, two of which are within the camp's security area, and only one is open to outsiders.
There are also people from the family compound who don't come here to collect firewood. It is difficult to find any usable firewood outside the forest, let alone pine and cypress branches with a special fragrance.
Fortunately, the sisters-in-law and aunts in the family compound were not very brave and did not dare to go deep into the woods. If they walked a little further inside, there would still be plenty of firewood.
Three people worked together. Qi Mo Nan was responsible for cutting wood to build the smoking shed, Zi Yi picked up dead branches and rotten wood on the ground, and Song Yun looked for pine and cypress trees.
The three of them each did their own thing and did not disturb each other. Song Yun found another opportunity to earn star coins.
With Qi Mo Nan and Zi Yi around, she didn't move the big trees, but just quietly scanned some wild grasses and plants growing under the trees, as well as some bees, insects, butterflies, ants, etc., and earned more than a thousand star coins.
Song Yun found a few cypress trees and used the axe she brought to chop off the branches. The branches from several trees added up to a lot.
The branches were too big to carry, so she cut them into neat pieces and tied them together with ropes. There were six large bundles in total, and it took three attempts to carry them out.
Song Yun hadn't walked a few steps carrying two large bundles of firewood when Qi Mo Nan came over and quickly stepped forward to grab the shoulder pole from her shoulders. "I'll carry it. You go help Zi Yi with the bundles."
Without a shoulder pole, Song Yun could only bundle firewood.
Loads of firewood were carried out of the woods and piled outside, along with a few pieces of wood that looked good.
Song Ziyi was worried. With so much firewood, how many trips would it take to get it there?
Qi Mo Nan said, "You guys wait here, I'll go borrow a car."
There are trucks in the camp, and it would save a lot of money to transport the firewood and wood by truck. He just needs to pay for the gas.
While Qi Mo Nan went to borrow a truck, Song Yun asked Zi Yi to guard the firewood pile while she went in and got out a load of cypress branches.
A truck carrying half a load of firewood arrived at the family compound. The aunties and ladies from the "intelligence station" immediately got wind of the situation and ran after the truck to Song Yun's house. Seeing bundles of firewood being unloaded from the truck, the aunties and ladies' eyes turned red with envy. They asked where the bundles came from and whether they could lend the truck to transport firewood as well.
Although everyone has a coal stove now, there is only so much coal, and who wouldn't want to save it for an emergency? On weekdays, everyone cooks on a wood stove, and with three meals a day, you can imagine how much firewood is consumed.
Song Yun laughed it off and didn't lie. The firewood was obtained from the forest on the other side of the camp. They all knew the place, so whether they could get it or not was theirs. As for the truck, it was not hers, so if they wanted to borrow it, their men had to go and borrow it themselves.
Qi Monan turned a deaf ear to the chattering questions and just focused on his work. He hurriedly unloaded the firewood and moved it in. He told Wang Hai to drive away quickly and not to talk to these women, otherwise he would not be able to leave.