Vegetables, compressed biscuits, etc...

But she can't just take it out like that now, otherwise she might be seen as a monster.

While eating the unpalatable wild vegetables, Su Luo asked, "What other food do we have at home? How much is left?"

Zhao Ruyun looked at Su Luo, puzzled. Her daughter-in-law had never cared about whether there was food at home before, so why was she suddenly concerned now?

Chen Yanchuan also stared at Su Luo, feeling that his mother seemed different from usual, like a completely different person, but he still answered Su Luo's question.

"There's still half a basket of wild vegetables at home, which I dug up today. The broken rice today was what Grandma went to fetch water for someone to exchange, and it's all gone now."

It means that there was nothing left in the house except wild vegetables.

"I understand. I'll figure out a way to make sure you all have enough to eat tomorrow."

Chen Yihuan raised her little head and said, "Mom, we can get full by eating wild vegetables. You can't get hurt again."

Su Luo nodded and looked at the others: "Don't worry, with me here, things will only get better."

Zhao Ruyun put down the bowl and reached out to check Su Luo's forehead temperature. Su Luo instinctively pulled away, but only allowed Zhao Ruyun to touch her when she saw there was no danger.

"Luo Luo, you..."

He speaks clearly and fluently, and has thoughts and concerns. Could it be...?

"I'm all better now. I got hit on the head with a stick, but I'm back to normal."

"Really? That's great! You've actually turned misfortune into a blessing in disguise, Luo Luo. Can you remember anything from before now?"

Su Luo put down the bowl. She needed to come up with a reason for this, one that would prevent people from suspecting her in the future.

“I remember that I followed my master to cultivate in the mountains when I was a child, learning about all things. When I was sixteen, I fell off a cliff while collecting herbs and broke my head.”

I also remember coming to the Chen family and giving birth to Chuan Chuan and Huan Huan, but my memories of the rest are a bit hazy.

The ancients always believed that there were immortals in the mountains. He spoke ambiguously, and Zhao Ruyun should not doubt him if he said he knew something in the future.

"Luo Luo, do you remember where your master lives? Since you've come to our house, we should go and visit him."

Huai Xu has been gone for six years. On the battlefield, swords and spears are indiscriminate, and he has not sent back a single letter home. He is probably long gone.

Zhao Ruyun felt she owed Su Luo too much. Su Luo had become a widow at the age of sixteen and left behind two children at the age of seventeen. She was willing to do anything to make up for Su Luo's situation.

“My master is a wanderer. Once a disciple leaves the mountain, he can never go back or find his master again.”

"What a pity!" Zhao Ruyun sighed.

Chen Yihuan hugged Su Luo, a small piece of vegetable leaf still stuck to her face, and said, "Mom, are you better now? I was thinking of taking care of you for the rest of my life."

"Thank you, Huanhuan. I'll take care of you from now on."

After Su Luo finished speaking, she reached out to hug Chen Yanchuan again, but he dodged her.

"Mom, I'm a boy, I'm all grown up, you can't hug me anymore."

Su Luo didn't force him, feeling that he was too young to be mature beyond his years.

...

The next day, Su Luo went out before dawn. She carried a basket on her back and took a small hoe for digging wild vegetables as she went up the mountain.

Looking at the rice seedlings planted in the fields, Su Luo could roughly guess that it was around May or June. The busy farming season had just ended, and it was the time when all things were reviving. She also hoped that she could find some good things to sell on this trip up the mountain.

After entering the mountain, Su Luo saw several familiar leaves from afar. The leaves were slender and about two fingers wide; they were the leaves of Smilax glabra.

No one in Changping Village recognizes medicinal herbs. These plants must be quite old. After digging for an hour, we dug up five plants, about seventeen or eighteen in size. We put them in a basket and covered them with leaves.

While it's still early, let's hurry and take it to the county to sell.

Changping Village is located near the county seat. It takes an hour to walk there and only half an hour by oxcart. Today is not market day, so we will probably have to walk.

Six months after Su Luo gave birth, Zhao Ruyun took her to the county once, and she still knew the way.

Halfway there, he heard the sound of cart wheels on the road. He turned around and saw Uncle Li from Changping Village sitting on an oxcart. When he saw Su Luo looking at him, he asked in surprise, "I heard from others that she fell ill yesterday. Why is she here today?"

"Yan Chuan's mother, it's you! Where are you going?"

Su Luo, carrying a basket on her back, said, "I'm going to Yongle County to sell things."

Uncle Li looked at Su Luo and realized she really seemed to be carrying something to sell. He was going that way anyway, so he wondered if he should take her along, in case she had another episode.

Su Luo noticed Uncle Li's hesitation and said, "Uncle Li, are you also going to the county? Could you give me a ride? My mental illness has been cured, otherwise my mother-in-law wouldn't have let me go to sell things."

That makes sense. We're all in the same village, so it wouldn't be right not to help. Uncle Li said, "Come on up, but if I take you there, I have to bring you back. Otherwise, I can't explain it to your mother-in-law."

Su Luo nodded. That would be even better; she wouldn't be afraid of not having a ride back.

On the way, Su Luo asked Uncle Li, "Uncle Li, what are you going to the county for?"

Uncle Li smiled helplessly: "Go to Ji'an Hall and get some medicine."

Su Luo remembered that Zhao Ruyun had mentioned this Uncle Li to her. He was forty years old, and Aunt Li was only in her thirties. The two had been married for twenty years but had not had any children. Uncle Li was so anxious that he often went to find medicine for Aunt Li to take.

Zhao Ruyun also said that it was fortunate that Su Luo's body was not like Aunt Li's, otherwise the Chen family line would have died out.

Uncle Li was probably going to get medicine to treat Aunt Li's infertility. In this day and age, he hasn't divorced his wife after twenty years, so Uncle Li can be considered a good man.

Su Luo silently kept it in mind, wondering if she could help them in the future.

"Uncle Li, I'll give you the money to pay your fare after I sell my things."

Su Luo had heard from the villagers that Uncle Li would take the villagers to the county on market days and charge each person two coins, but Su Luo was penniless at the moment.

"No need. I know your family's situation perfectly well. I'm just giving you a ride on my way. I won't charge you."

When they arrived in the county, Uncle Li parked his oxcart in the designated area for oxcarts. For just two coins, someone would watch over it.

Su Luo did not go with Uncle Li; the two of them simply agreed to wait for her there later.

Yongle County only has three streets. Su Luo asked around all the way before she found Ji'an Hall. The clothes she was wearing were discarded clothes that Zhao Ruyun had picked up. They were so black that she looked more like a beggar.

Su Luo walked into Ji'an Hall and looked around. Most of the patients were women and children. Seeing that Su Luo was dressed like this, they did not kick her out, which made her have a good impression of Ji'an Hall.

Standing in front of the counter, the shopkeeper asked Su Luo, "Where do you feel unwell?"

Su Luo remained silent. The shopkeeper waited for a long time without anyone speaking, then stopped using the abacus and looked at Su Luo: "This lady?"

"Hello, do you buy medicinal herbs here?"