Song Ziyi was angry for a while, then he calmed himself down and said, "Okay, sister, you can't lie to me. You must take me with you next time." He still wanted to hunt pheasants and rabbits.
Returning to the courtyard, Song Yun saw two bundles of firewood piled in the backyard. "Where did the firewood come from?"
Ziyi helped his sister pour the mushrooms from the big bag into a large round winnowing basket. "I saw the village kids going to the mountain to collect firewood, so I followed them and brought some back."
Song Yun put down the backpack and rubbed the little guy's head vigorously. "My Ziyi is very capable. He cooked pork. How about we have braised pork tonight?"
Ziyi's eyes lit up, "Where did the pork come from?"
Song Yun told Ziyi about how she and Qi Mo'nan had hunted two wild boars in the mountains. Ziyi was both excited and hopeless after hearing this. He thought it would be great if he were there, as he had never seen a wild boar before.
While Ziyi went to boil water to scald the chicken, Song Yun quietly took out all the mushrooms that had been stored in the storage compartment and poured them all into a large round winnowing basket to dry.
Even though there are a lot of them now, there won’t be much left after they are dried. We have to find time to go into the mountains to pick more. Once the weather gets cold and the soil freezes, there will be nothing left.
You can also dry more wild vegetables. The winter here is long and we have to hibernate for several months. The dried vegetables we dry now will be the only source of vegetables in winter.
But just drying wild vegetables is not enough. We have to go to the village to exchange them for some vegetables, potatoes, sweet potatoes and the like to store them. It just so happens that this yard has a cellar, so we can store them in the cellar.
Song Yun took Ziyi and went out with a backpack and a bag. This time, she used sugar candy and noodles to exchange for vegetables, potatoes and sweet potatoes with the villagers. One pound of sugar candy and three pounds of noodles were exchanged for two backpacks and two large bags. For farmers, vegetables, potatoes and sweet potatoes were worthless. Everyone had extra vegetables in their private plots. If they could exchange these extra things for some sugar candy and noodles, they would definitely be willing to do so.
The brother and sister returned with a full load. When they passed by the brigade headquarters, they saw Qi Mo'nan chopping meat with a knife with his sleeves rolled up from afar. He was quick, accurate and steady, and each cut of meat was almost the same size. The villager who was in charge of guidance looked very satisfied.
From time to time, young girls and wives would wander around him, but he acted as if he didn't see them, not even batting an eyelid, and just focused on his own work. This look immediately won the favor of Captain Liu.
I praised him a hundred times in my heart, what a great guy.
There are more and more people in the brigade headquarters. Judging from the situation, the meat will be lost soon. Song Yun doesn't want to join the crowd. Anyway, with Qi Mo Nan here, she will not lose any of the meat she deserves.
However, Song Ziyi seemed to be very interested in the pork. After bringing the things back to the deserted yard, she gave Song Ziyi ten yuan and asked him to take the money to the brigade headquarters to find Qi Mo Nan. Money was needed to buy bones and other things. She guessed that Qi Mo Nan probably didn't have much left on him, so it would be inappropriate to use his.
Song Ziyi ran away happily. Song Yun sorted the vegetables and put all the vegetables except those needed in the next two days into the cellar.
After finishing all these, she sat on the bench, drank some water and took a rest. She remembered that Qi Mo Nan had given her a lot of money and tickets in the town a while ago. She hadn't even looked at them at the time and didn't know how much there was. Now was a good time to count them.
I originally thought it would be at most a thousand yuan, but when I counted it, I actually counted out more than three thousand yuan, basically all big black tens. They looked very new, probably just withdrawn from the bank. They were in a big bundle, tied with a rubber band.
Could this be all of Qi Monan’s savings?
There were quite a few scattered tickets, which should have been saved by him during his time in the army. She also found a bicycle ticket, and her eyes immediately lit up.
This guy is so generous. He gave me such a good thing as the bicycle ticket without hesitation. I heard that this ticket alone would cost one or two hundred yuan if sold on the black market.
I will ask Qi Mo Nan later. If he agrees, I will buy him a bicycle. It will be much more convenient to go out this way. I don’t have to squeeze with others on a oxcart. The key is that it is slow, too slow, and it wastes a lot of time.
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