Alas! The past is too painful to recall. In this second life, she will not repeat the same mistakes. Peach is not stupid, Chacha is not lame, and everything is moving in a positive direction.
Even Zhao Xiaolian has vanished into thin air, and Yan Xin has gotten involved; it's hard to say whether it's a good thing or a bad thing.
Lin Xiazhu arrived in town the next day but couldn't find the person she wanted to buy ginseng from. After making some inquiries, she learned that the person hadn't come in person and would only come when she had definite news.
Now that she has money, Lin Xiazhu isn't in a hurry to sell the ginseng; she can wait a little longer.
When Lin Xiazhu returned to Linjia Village, she found the villagers gathered together in a noisy commotion, as if something had happened. Lin Xiazhu walked up to the village's most gossipy old woman and asked her a question. The old woman then told her everything as if spilling beans.
"That group that went into the mountains yesterday supposedly to dig for wild ginseng, but instead of finding any, they ran into a herd of wild boars. The boars went berserk and attacked the group when they realized their territory had been invaded... One of them was seriously injured. He barely managed to escape the boars, but then got lost and encountered a leopard deep in the mountains..."
"Anyone dead?" Lin Xiazhu frowned, wondering if these people had gone deep into the mountains, and whether the remaining three ginseng roots had been discovered.
"It's hard to say. Lin Hai came back to the village early this morning to ask for help. I reckon there are quite a few injured people, and it's uncertain whether they can be saved."
It's strange. These people weren't injured in their past lives. How come it's the other way around? The sisters are fine in this life, but they are not? There shouldn't be any connection between them, right?
Lin Xiazhu's eyes flickered, then she shook her head. She must be overthinking it; it couldn't be that fantastical.
In the late afternoon, with the help of the villagers of Linjia Village, those people finally came out of the mountains. Lin Xiazhu heard the commotion and went to check on the situation.
Fortunately, those people were only injured, the most serious of which was a broken leg; none of them were in life-threatening danger.
This incident has become so serious that probably no one will dare to go into the mountains to dig for ginseng anymore. However, none of this concerns her. Lin Xiazhu turned around and went home, only to run into Lin Chacha at her doorstep.
"Second sister, where did you get this pheasant?" Lin Xiazhu noticed the bits of grass and leaves scattered on her messy hair and guessed that this audacious girl must have gone into the mountains.
"Who gave you permission to go into the mountains? It's not safe in the mountains these days. All those adults have had accidents. How dare you?"
"Big sister, I was careful. Not only did I not encounter any danger, but I also caught a pheasant. We can have chicken soup tonight. It's made with good ingredients and is very nourishing. It's also good for beauty and skin." Lin Chacha smiled and her eyes crinkled.
Um?
Why does this sound so familiar?
Soon, Lin Chacha, unable to keep a secret any longer, confessed everything. It turned out that Yan Xin had asked her to go into the mountains to catch pheasants because she had a ginseng root that she planned to stew with the pheasants, which would be very nourishing for the whole family.
With food to eat, Lin Chacha didn't care about anything else. Without saying a word, she went into the mountains to find pheasants, and she actually found some. She was overjoyed.
Lin Xiazhu laughed in exasperation. Yan Xin, that good-for-nothing, didn't have any ginseng at all. She probably stole hers. Thinking of this, she quickly went home and checked the drawer of the wild ginseng. She found that one plant was indeed missing.
"Yan Xin, come out here! Who told you to steal my things? I've been too nice to you these past few days, which has made you act recklessly. If you don't return the things intact, you'll regret it."
Lin Xiazhu kicked open the door to the next room. The already dilapidated door creaked and swayed a few times.
"What are you doing? What did I take from you? Don't make false accusations." Yan Xin stood up abruptly, glaring at Lin Xiazhu with a defiant yet indignant expression.
"I knew you wouldn't admit it so easily. Don't forget where you are. Do you think you can outmaneuver me?" Lin Xiazhu searched the room for a while and quickly found the ginseng that had been taken away.
The ginseng, which was originally a perfectly good plant, has been sliced into thin pieces, and is now just waiting for the pheasant to be brought back so that they can be stewed together.
She was lucky to get the youngest one; otherwise, Lin Xiazhu could have strangled her with one hand. But even the youngest one is at least two hundred years old and could fetch a lot of money.
I'm so angry.
"I won't give you a single drop of soup." Lin Xiazhu gritted her teeth and left with the sliced ginseng.
Actually, it could be sold already cut up, but since it was already cut up, and the chicken was ready, and all the ingredients were complete, Lin Xiazhu decided to splurge this once, thinking about her stomach, which had been tormented to the point of terminal illness in her previous life. It was just a two-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, so she would eat it and let her family nourish themselves.
Lin Chacha was the one who prepared the pheasant. She was very capable in her past life and knew how to prepare chickens and ducks since she was a child. Lin Xiazhu also knew how, but she didn't like to do it. The smell of the fish and the sight of the offal made her lose her appetite.
Making wild ginseng and chicken soup is easy. If you have a ceramic pot at home, put the ginseng and chicken in the pot, add spring water, and steam it in an iron pot.
Lin Chacha and Lin Xiaoxue added firewood throughout the entire process, while Lin Taozi stood in front of the stove watching the pot. It took a full two hours to stew it.
When they ate, Lin Xiazhu filled a large bowl with chicken soup for each of her three younger sisters, with three pieces of chicken in it, but Yan Xin didn't get any.
At first, Yan Xin was intimidated by Lin Xiazhu's lewd power and peeked from the doorway, not daring to come over to eat. But seeing that the four of them had finished a bowl, she knew that if she waited any longer, there would be none left.
Although Yan Xin disliked Zhao Xiaolian's body, she had no choice but to use it for now, given her sallow complexion every morning when she looked in the mirror. Yan Xin was eager to take care of Zhao Xiaolian's face.
She had always thought Zhao Xiaolian was dark-skinned, thin, and ugly, but over time, and since she had been staying indoors without going out to get some sun, she realized when she looked in the mirror that Zhao Xiaolian actually had a good figure.
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