Hearing the commotion outside, Mo Yunmei felt a strong urge to go out, but she couldn't. No one came to check on her, and even after calling out a few times, no one came.

People outside seem to have really forgotten about Mo Yunmei, going about their business as usual.

At lunchtime, Grandma Mo remembered her daughter and brought her some food.

Mo Yunmei insisted on eating steamed buns, not wanting to eat bland vegetables.

Grandma Mo bluntly stated that the steamed buns were sold out and there were none left; if she didn't eat the rice, there wouldn't be any left either.

Mo Yunmei was hungry, so she had to take the bowl, saying, "I want to eat three steamed buns tomorrow, save them for me."

Grandma Mo looked at her feet and didn't agree. "It's up to your older brother to decide how many to keep. Just tell him how many you want to eat."

Mo Yunmei choked on her words. Did she dare to say it?

She didn't believe that everyone should only keep one; before, didn't they always eat two or three until they were stuffed?

But she can't get out, so she can't confirm it; this is the only way for now.

She asked again, "Mother, I heard it was quite lively in the yard earlier. Did they catch some wild animals again?"

Grandma Mo nodded, hummed in agreement, and left without saying anything more.

Hey! Why did they go out like that? We haven't even found out what they caught yet!

Sister Qiuxia said that if her family catches anything, let her know so she can be happy too. It would be best if she could tell her how to catch it, so that everyone can catch something!

But she had never seen it before, didn't know how the trap was set, and no one told her.

Looks like I'll have to find a chance to ask that ugly freak.

Su Nanxi had no time to pay attention to this pampered young lady; she was busy.

Even without Mo Yunmei around, the air feels fresh.

On the second day of selling steamed buns, the adults still got up early to get busy.

As the steamed buns were being kept warm in the baskets, Mo Yunmei exclaimed.

Grandma Mo thought her daughter needed to urinate, so she quickly went in to help her up.

Mo Yunmei pushed her mother's hand away and said urgently, "Mom, I don't need to pee! I want to eat steamed buns, three of them!"

Upon hearing this, Old Lady Mo's face turned cold, she withdrew her hand, and without saying a word, turned and left.

Mo Yunmei called out to her mother's retreating figure, "Mom, hurry up, leave me three!"

Everyone thought something had happened, and when Grandma Mo returned, they asked her. Grandma Mo said, "Don't worry about her, she had a nightmare, she'll be fine when she wakes up."

The group didn't have time to pay much attention; they needed to quickly pack up the buns, get ready, and set off, as they still had a long way to go!

Perhaps those who had tasted it knew how delicious it was and told many others, because even before the four members of the Mo family had arrived and settled in, many people came to buy steamed buns.

We made two more steamers of buns than yesterday, and they sold even faster than yesterday.

The four of them returned even earlier. After returning, they went to the mountains again.

Everyone returned together, but there were no wild animals.

Su Nanxi went to the stream to collect snails again. The stream was shallow, only up to her knees. She brought out a large bamboo basket, hoping to collect more to take back with her yesterday's catch.

The children were not allowed to go into the water and were taken back. Qin handed the basket to Mo Laoda and stayed behind to explore with Su Nanxi. She also told Jiaxing to go home and get another basket.

Qin believed that Su Nanxi must have a reason for doing this, and perhaps there would be a pleasant surprise. Since she wanted to touch the snails, let her touch them to her heart's content; it wasn't a difficult task.

Boss Mo urged his son, "Hurry back, help me find it quickly later!"

Mo Jiaxing ran back quickly, put down his basket, picked up two more baskets, and rushed out the door again.

Mo Qinghe was puzzled. What was the matter that was in such a hurry?

They only understood when they saw Su Nanxi and the others returning with two baskets of snails.

Mo Jiaxing was behind, also carrying a basket, but it was covered with straw, and it was unclear what it contained.

Back in the courtyard, when she mentioned it to Grandma Mo, her eyes crinkled with laughter. "Grandma, I found a nest of wild duck eggs! Auntie San didn't notice them when she went over, but I found them later. Look, they're so beautiful!"

As he spoke, he parted the grass on top of the basket, revealing the bluish-green duck eggs.

Grandma Mo smiled broadly, patted her grandson's head, and praised, "Xing-ge'er is so capable! You managed to find so many duck eggs. I'll cook one for you later!"

Mo Jiaxing was even happier, "Thank you, Grandma!"

The children watching from the side looked on with envy, thinking that if they had stayed, they might have gotten some duck eggs too.

Su Nanxi put the snails in a broken water tank and kept them there, waiting for them to finish spitting out the mud before cooking them.

She scattered chili seeds in the small vegetable patch in the corner of the house, and they've already sprouted. If she wants to eat chili peppers, she'll have to wait, but she has plenty of space. As for perilla leaves, she's seen them growing on the mountain; they're quite common and easy to find.

Seeing that lunch was again mixed vegetables and grains, Su Nanxi wanted to eat chicken, so she ran over and took Mo Qinghe's hand, drawing on his palm.

Mo Qinghe understood and called out to Old Lady Mo, "Mother, the mute mother wants to eat chicken."

Su Nanxi glanced at Mo Qinghe and wondered why he didn't say he wanted to eat.

Mo Qinghe raised an eyebrow slightly and tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Grandma Mo noticed the exchange of glances between the two and was delighted. She immediately agreed and turned to catch the chicken.

How could she not be happy? His third son hadn't neglected his wife; they could still slowly develop feelings for each other! This old woman had secretly arranged a wife for him; if the two of them disliked each other from the start, how could they grow old together?

Thankfully, neither of them disliked the other, and this old woman could finally feel a little more at ease.

Want to eat chicken? Let's get it ready right away!

So the Mo family had meat for lunch, and everyone was happy.

Seeing that there was chicken to eat, Mo Yunmei asked in confusion, "Mom, why are we having chicken today? We just had it not long ago. If we keep eating it, how many chickens can we possibly have?"

Grandma Mo put down her bowl and said, "Then you don't have to eat."

She couldn't understand why her daughter was becoming increasingly unreliable.

How could she let the prize slip away? Mo Yunmei grabbed the bowl and held it tightly with her hands.

After watching Grandma Mo leave, he wolfed down his food, thinking to himself, "What will we do when all the chickens are gone? Where will we get chicken when Sister Qiuxia comes home?" Sister Qiuxia said that if she were his sister-in-law, she would make sure he ate well every day and slaughtered chicken whenever he wanted!

Then she has to take good care of the chickens at home!

The others, unaware of Mo Yunmei's eccentric ideas, enjoyed their meal together immensely.

After lunch, people from the Mo family arrived.

When a person is poor, even their closest relatives won't visit. But once a person shows signs of becoming rich, relatives will come from all over the place.

Sure enough, the person who came was the kind who wouldn't greet you when you met, and was a distant relative of Qin Shi. Her name was Cao San Niang, and she lived at the end of the village. She was Qin Shi's distant cousin, and she was dark-skinned and thin, and looked much older than Qin Shi.

Cao San Niang smelled the lingering aroma of chicken, her eyes darted around, and she carefully examined the Mo family before smiling and pulling Qin Shi aside for a chat.

"Hongying, speaking of relationships, we're actually cousins!"

Qin smiled faintly and calmly freed herself from Cao San Niang's hand.

Cao San Niang didn't mind. "I heard that your Mo family has made a lot of money. Is it true? If you really have, you have to help us relatives out!"

Who told you that?