With strength in numbers, all the ferns were quickly topped off and neatly placed on the side.

Li Jinfeng took a broom and swept up all the fern heads, cleaning the main room thoroughly.

After doing all this, the other members of the Li family, except Li Dahu and Huang Yu who went to the county town, all came back.

Everyone started to eat lunch.

At the dinner table, Li Fuman asked about Li Jinfeng and Zhao Mingcheng picking ferns.

Right now, there are only a few vegetables left in the vegetable garden.

The cabbages I saved last year have now grown taller than people, making it impossible to eat them. I can only wait for them to mature, pick the seeds, mix them with rapeseed, and press oil.

Right now, the only things that can be served on the table for cooking are potatoes, sweet potatoes, and pickled vegetables prepared last year. Times are tough.

If we could pick more wild vegetables, we could improve our lives.

Zhao Mingcheng didn't know where she picked it, and he was not familiar with the mountains. Anyway, he just followed Li Jinfeng in twists and turns.

Fortunately, Li Jinfeng was familiar with the place and told Li Fuman which way to go up the mountain and which path to take to see the bracken.

Li Fuman took note of what he had said. He turned to Li Dahe, Old Lady Li, and Li Qiushou, who were sitting at the table, and said, "Old Lady, Qiushou, Dahe, after lunch, don't rush to do your production team work. Let's go to the mountains and pick bracken for two hours first!"

According to the approximate ratio of work points and grain in the production team, about seven or so work points were needed to exchange for one kilogram of grain.

One pound of food can only last for one day at most, and it is not enough to fill you up.

If we go picking wild vegetables, we can pick a lot in an hour or two, and everyone will have something to fill their stomachs for the next few days.

This deal is worth it!

What Li Fuman said was the imperial edict.

He said he was going to pick wild vegetables, so the few people he named finished their meal and obediently took their sacks and backpacks and prepared to go into the mountains.

Zhao Meixia wanted to go along, but Li Fuman didn't let her.

"You are already more than seven months old and it is not convenient for you to move around. Just wait at home! When we pick the ferns, you can help to remove the heads." Li Fuman instructed.

Zhao Meixia had no choice but to do as she was told.

Li Fuman and his companions went up the mountain, and Zhao Mingcheng also wanted to go back.

Li Jinfeng and he each shared half of the bracken they picked, and she also reminded him not to forget to blanch it when he got back, asking Yi Guihua to do so.

In addition, she gave Zhao Mingcheng a few big potatoes and some broad beans.

These are good stuff when the vegetables are not yet out!

Zhao Mingcheng refused to accept it at first, but Li Jinfeng forced it on him.

Finally, he went back with a lot of bags.

But when I went back, there was nothing stuffed in the tripod, so I was able to ride my bike back and finally didn’t have to be exhausted like a dog.

After Zhao Mingcheng left, Li Jinfeng returned to the main room and took all the picked ferns to the kitchen. She blanched them in pots of water and then used door panels to dry the blanched ferns.

After doing all this, Li Jinfeng was already a little tired.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and remembered the things sent by Lu Jianguo and the Lu family in her room. Li Jinfeng returned to the room and used scissors to cut the seals of the two sacks.

Some of the contents of the sack were poured out.

Just like what Zhao Mingcheng said, it’s all malted milk, milk powder and so on.

Li Jinfeng rummaged through two sacks and found several letters.

One of the letters was written by Lu Mingfang and was sent on the 18th day of the first lunar month. I don’t know why it was delayed for so long!