"Mom, you're so clever!"

"Mom, you're so smart!"

Yin Lan smiled and said, "Of course, I'm the smartest in the family. You two have to work hard to catch up with your mother."

The two children were impressed and convinced, and filled with confidence.

Whether you can actually catch any fish depends on luck.

The pit was right there, covered with a layer of grass to conceal it, and Yin Lan took the two children back home.

On the way back, Yin Lan suddenly remembered that when she returned, she saw that the two children's clothes were dirty and their faces were covered in sweat, clearly indicating that they had been doing something. That's why she brought it up now.

The eldest son felt a little guilty. "Mom, actually, our family owns land."

The two mu of prime land was not far from the thatched hut. Originally, there were four mu, but the original owner sold two mu and took all the money to the Yin family.

She doesn't cultivate the remaining two acres herself, so the weeds in the fields have grown very tall. Whenever someone passes by, they can't help but mention Yin Lan's spendthrift nature.

"land?"

Da Wa pointed to a spot not far away, and Yin Lan looked in that direction and saw that the field was full of weeds, but there was a small patch where all the weeds had been pulled out.

"Were you weeding this morning?" Yin Lan asked.

“You can grow grains, vegetables, and fruits in the fields…” Da Wa looked at Yin Lan’s expression and tried to persuade his mother.

Yin Lan thought about it. She could do business, but she didn't know how to farm, nor was she willing to.

What a joke! Although this dynasty didn't emphasize sun protection, the original owner had a great complexion, and she didn't want to waste it.

Besides, she can make money in business; farming is not as efficient as running a business.

The eldest son continued to coax her, "Mom, Dad will be back soon anyway. Dad can farm the land. He's very good at farming. The second son and I can help too. You don't need to do anything, Mom."

This kid has really figured out how to manage his dad.

Erwa followed behind, asking, "What exactly is a father? Compared to a big white steamed bun, which tastes better?"

Slurp~

The thought of steamed buns made Erwa's mouth water.

Yin Lan: ......

This kid's only thought is to eat her father. I wonder if her cheap husband knows, and if he does, what his expression will be.

“Dad can’t be eaten,” the older child explained. “He’s not meant to be eaten.”

The second child asked, puzzled, "Then what's the use of bringing Dad back?"

Big Brother: ......

Yin Lan agrees with Erwa; what's the use of this father?

The child brought up something she had already forgotten.

But that makes sense. Chen Yourun is coming back. She knows that the people here have made a living by farming since childhood and are obsessed with it, including her two sons, whose eyes light up when they see the land.

"Alright, but what about all that grass up there..."

"Erwa and I will finish pulling them out!" Dawa eagerly said.

Alright, now that they have something to do, the two kids won't still be thinking about going to the mountains.

If you encounter a wild boar...

Yes, the wild boar issue still needs to be addressed. Those wild boars won't come down the mountain now, but once spring arrives and there's food in the fields, the probability of them coming down is still quite high.

Moreover, all the leaves of the previous batch of Yantiebaimai harvested have been used up. To continue making Fairy Flower Jelly, we need to go into the mountains again, but with wild boars around, it's not very safe.

However, this time I can try using banana taro to make it. Also, I found some sweet potato starch at home, which is also a good thing.

Back home, Da Wa looked at the sweet potato and asked Yin Lan about it. He had never seen this before. The people here would pick wild fruits from the trees to eat, but they never thought that there were actually good things hidden underground. So, they didn't know about sweet potatoes or banana taro.

Yin Lan explained to the child, "This sweet potato starch can be made into jelly."

Seeing the two kids' puzzled looks, well, they'd never even seen jelly before, let alone eaten it.

But that means no one here has ever seen this before, so it's a new business opportunity.

Yin Lan was exhausted when she got home.

In just a few days, she, who used to be able to sit rather than stand, did so much. Moreover, the original owner's health wasn't very good, so she felt tired as soon as she got home.

She let the two children take a nap with her first. The three children were mostly taken care of by her older brothers, who took care of their bodily functions, such as changing their diapers and feeding them. Sometimes Yin Lan couldn't remember, so the two children did all the work.

It's okay to potty train, but when it's time to poop, one baby can't be held for that long, so we take turns with the two babies.

They got used to it, Yin Lan got used to it, and even the third child, who looked rather uncomfortable on his two older brothers, got used to it.

After two days of good treatment, the hair of both children, which had been like dry straw, seemed to have gained a little more shine, and they didn't look like they were about to die any second.

Sanwa's face was also rosier. Yin Lan wondered if it was just her imagination, but her face seemed to have gained some weight.

In any case, life is getting better every day.

With such sweet hope, Yin Lan narrowed her eyes slightly and finally drifted off to sleep.

While the three children and the adult slept soundly.

Meanwhile, Zhao Dashan also returned home.

The family had lunch—simple brown rice porridge. Da Shan's wife had just finished washing the dishes and was wiping her hands as she came out of the kitchen when she saw Zhao Da Shan leading the oxcart in. She frowned slightly. "Why are you back so early? Is it hard to sell your goods? Can't you sell them?"

Hearing the commotion, Old Mrs. Zhao came out from the inner room. She knew that she couldn't trust anyone but that Mrs. Yin.

Even if the food is good, it's not an easy task for someone as lazy and gluttonous as her to sell things in the county town.

She'll learn her lesson after suffering a loss once.

To everyone's surprise, Zhao Dashan smiled憨厚ly and said, "How could that be? They're all sold out."

What?

Da Shan's wife and Old Lady Zhao were dumbfounded, completely unable to believe it, and even thought they had misheard.

As Zhao Dashan loaded things onto the oxcart, he laughed, “You guys underestimate You Run’s wife. I used to underestimate her too. When I went to the county town to sell things, all I knew was to stand there and wait for people to come and buy.”

Grandma Zhao thought to herself, "Isn't this how selling things works?"

Zhao Dashan, however, said with great enthusiasm, "Having a runner's wife is different. She has so many tricks up her sleeve and is so quick-witted. She can talk a lot about a bowl of cold noodles. There were quite a few people around the stall, and in no time, the noodles were sold out. They cost four coins each, and one person bought thirteen coins worth."

Huh? Thirteen yuan, that's...

Forty or fifty coins!

Grandma Zhao and Dashan's wife spent a long time counting on their fingers, and they figured out roughly how much was involved, but they couldn't make up the exact details.

"We've made a fortune!" exclaimed Da Shan's wife.

"Useless. With a runner-up wife, she's spent all the money she earned." Zhao Dashan beat Yin Lan to death with another stick, calling her too wasteful.

Mountain Daughter-in-Law: ...Spendthrift...

Grandma Zhao: ...Too extravagant...