"When did I ever say I wanted Xiaozhu and the others' money? Fine, Shanfu will help you out without expecting anything in return. Are you satisfied now?" Zhao Yinxiu snorted heavily and strode upstairs.
Old Mrs. Lin gritted her teeth in anger, but there was nothing she could do about it, since this was her most beloved daughter-in-law.
It would be a lie to say that Old Mrs. Lin cared a lot about Lin Xiazhu's family. Lin Shanlai and his wife didn't like to work, but in the last two years, they suddenly became diligent and learned how to grow shiitake mushrooms to make money. Unfortunately, they didn't sell the mushrooms many times before Lin Shanlai had an accident.
Old Mrs. Lin was in a hurry to separate from the second wife's family because she was afraid that they would be lazy and drag the eldest wife's family down. After the separation, the eldest wife's family did not care about the benefits of the second wife's family and just wanted to stay away from them.
Lin Shanlai, on the other hand, would come to the eldest son's private plot every few days to steal vegetables because Zhao Xiaolian couldn't grow them well. Sometimes he would even steal the eldest son's eggs when no one was home.
The second wife often took advantage of the first wife, which annoyed the first wife even more. She looked down on Lin Shanlai's family and his daughter, Lin Chacha, who also often stole cucumbers and dug up sweet potatoes from the first wife's house.
She's just greedy; she picks cucumbers and digs up sweet potatoes and stuffs them straight into her mouth. This girl is only good at taking advantage of her own family; she only dares to cheat her uncle's family, not other people's families.
If her uncle's family found out, she would at most get a few scoldings, but if other families found out she was stealing, she would be beaten.
In short, the second wife had taken full advantage of the first wife, which made Old Mrs. Lin very angry. However, now that her second son was gone and Zhao Xiaolian was a good-for-nothing, her four granddaughters were having a hard time, so she couldn't help but feel sorry for them.
She hoped her eldest son would help transport the wild boar without asking Xiaozhu for money. Her eldest son certainly wouldn't ask, but her eldest daughter-in-law might ask Xiaozhu for payment after seeing how much money the wild boar had made.
That's why Old Lady Lin spoke up and told her to give up.
Lin Shanfu proved to be a reliable man. He found a tractor in town and transported the wild boar to the county town as soon as possible. Because the wild boar was still alive, he sold it for a good price.
At that time, domestic pigs were selling for two yuan per jin in the market, and butchers were buying them for one yuan and three mao. Wild boars were slightly more expensive, and vendors were offering one yuan and eight mao as a purchase price. After all, they also needed to make a profit, so it was none of Lin Xiazhu's business how much they sold them for.
In the end, Lin Xiazhu received a thousand yuan, which was a huge sum of money in those days. Lin Xiazhu and Lin Chacha were very excited, and Lin Xiazhu generously treated Lin Shanfu to a meal at a restaurant.
"Be frugal, a bowl of meat noodles will do." Lin Shanfu was a good manager of the household, and he didn't want to take advantage of his nieces, as long as they didn't try to take advantage of his family.
"It's only a matter of twenty-odd yuan, not much. Chacha and I are starving and exhausted. We want to eat something good to replenish our energy. Uncle, please don't be shy with us. Besides, the driver is here too, so it's not good to just give him a piece of our mind."
Lin Xiazhu was strong, and she dragged Lin Shanfu into a low-class restaurant. For just over twenty yuan, they could order a good plate of meat, which was enough to fill the four of them up.
In her previous life, Lin Xiazhu would never have been willing to eat so well, but she was later diagnosed with stomach cancer and died, so in this life she wants to be kinder to her stomach.
After finishing their meal, the four of them didn't linger and returned to town. After paying fifty yuan for the bus fare, Lin Xiazhu and the others walked back to Linjia Village, arriving back at Linjia Village at around three in the afternoon.
In front of Grandma Lin and Zhao Yinxiu, Lin Xiazhu took out fifty yuan and stuffed it into Lin Shanfu's hand as a reward for his hard work, but Lin Shanfu refused. After some back and forth, Lin Xiazhu finally gave up and put the money back in her pocket.
"Then we'll go back to the mountains first, and we'll be back tomorrow." Lin Xiazhu found it somewhat amusing to see Zhao Yinxiu's pained expression. Her aunt really wanted the fifty yuan, but she refused out of politeness, which was quite touching.
"You'll be back tomorrow? What about the mushrooms?" Grandma Lin asked worriedly.
"The shiitake mushrooms haven't started growing yet. They'll take two months. It's fine if you don't keep an eye on them." Lin Xiazhu waved and left after saying that. She hadn't gone to the mountains for the shiitake mushrooms in the first place; those mushrooms wouldn't fetch much money.
She went there specifically for the wild ginseng and wild boar. Her main goal was to get revenge on the wild boar by killing it, but she ended up killing a whole litter of wild boars instead of the wild ginseng she had encountered in her previous life.
Regardless of whether this litter of wild boars was the one that caused her and her sister to be crippled and blind in their past lives, Lin Xiazhu still had a grudge against wild boars. Being able to kill a litter and sell it for a good price made her feel relieved.
The mountains are too dangerous; it's best not to stay any longer. Take the wild ginseng and leave quickly.
The sun had long since set, and it was getting dark soon. Yan Xin paced anxiously back and forth inside the wooden enclosure, oblivious to Lin Xiaoxue holding a kitchen knife and Lin Taozi sharpening the remaining pheasant.
"Where should I cut? This...this..."
Lin Xiaoxue held the chicken's head in one hand and held a knife in the other, gesturing it back and forth across the chicken's neck. She had only ever seen her family kill chickens; she had never done it herself before.
As it grew dark and Zhao Xiaolian ignored her, she felt it necessary to rely on herself and feed herself and her sister.
With a clang, the pheasant sensed danger and suddenly struggled desperately, managing to break free and knock the two children to the ground. The kitchen knife in Lin Xiaoxue's hand fell to the ground with a thud.
"Chicken, my chicken, my chicken meat!" Lin Taozi panicked, trying to catch it, but she was too small and almost got pecked by the pheasant.
"What are you all doing? Hurry up and catch the chicken, don't let it run over here!" Yan Xin broke down again. As the pheasant pounced on her, she screamed, covered her head, and squatted down, trembling all over.
"Mom, don't be afraid, I'll chop it up!" Lin Xiaoxue got up, holding a kitchen knife, ready to fight the pheasant fiercely.
Well, actually she was too scared; her little hands were trembling and her face was deathly pale.
Lin Xiazhu returned just in time. When she was a few hundred meters away from the wooden house, she could hear the commotion coming from the wooden house because of the excellent echo effect in the mountains.
She quickened her pace and rushed over. Just as she opened the gate in the wall, a pheasant rushed over to peck at her, but she punched it so hard that its head was knocked to the side.
"Snap!" The chicken's neck broke, and the pheasant died.
"Big sister, you're amazing." Lin Chacha had long idolized her.
Lin Xiaoxue was also very impressed, staring at Lin Xiazhu under the starry night sky.
Lin Taozi staggered over, shouting, "Meat, chicken, chicken meat!" All she cared about was whether there was meat to eat.
Of all the people, only Yan Xin was dejected. She secretly touched her neck, truly afraid that one day Lin Xiazhu might break her neck with a punch if she was unhappy.
Ugh, I can't even imagine it, it's too terrifying.
When Lin Xiazhu glanced over unintentionally, she was startled and immediately turned and ran into the wooden house to avoid his sharp edge.
What's the point of questioning her? Why did Lin Xiazhu come back so late? That's not something she can ask. She's not worthy. Look at her skinny fists.
No, that's Zhao Xiaolian's fist.
Even if Zhao Xiaolian is from the countryside, what good is it? Her fists aren't as hard as Lin Xiazhu's, and they might not even be as hard as Lin Chacha's. That kid can drag more than a dozen piglets.
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