Lu Cijian remained calm and said indifferently, "Where should I put it?"
Jiang Yimian then came to her senses and quickly said, "Just put it under the eaves."
Her main concern was that if they kept the car in the Chen family's courtyard, it would be inconvenient for Chen Tiezhu, who was in a wheelchair, to move around.
Lu Cijian responded and, following her instructions, placed the wooden basin under the eaves.
Both of them were a little tired, so they moved some small stools and sat in the yard. Apart from the crowing of chickens and the occasional chatter of the children, the only other sound was the sound of Zhao Xing'er weaving.
There was still a lot of hemp thread left from the last time, but because she had been busy, Zhao Xing'er hadn't continued weaving, only taking it out to weave in her spare time.
She was thinking that since she had wild cotton, she should quickly weave more cloth so that everyone could have winter clothes.
Liu Xiaoyun and Wang Fengqin stayed by her side, mending clothes and occasionally exchanging a few words.
Chen Tiezhu was feeding the chickens, occasionally turning his wheelchair around to move around.
Everyone was busy, leaving Jiang Yimian and Lu Cijian as the idle ones.
Jiang Yimian was in a good mood as she looked at the vibrant life in the small depression. She turned to the person next to her and asked curiously, "Why are you on this mountain?"
Lu Cijian withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked at Jiang Yimian with a leisurely air.
The little girl was fair-skinned and had big, bright eyes that were full of curiosity.
He curled his lips into a smile and said, "If you can read, why don't you say so?"
He was also somewhat curious about the girl in front of him.
She looks like an ordinary farm girl, but not only can she read, she also knows so many medicinal herbs and all sorts of strange and edible things.
Most importantly, the other party was very powerful and could easily sense the people around him. Although he did not deliberately conceal his aura that time, ordinary people still could not detect him.
But Jiang Yimian locked onto him instantly. How could a farm girl do that?
Jiang Yimian choked, not expecting the other party to ask her about this. After a while, she said, "I can't tell you."
Even if she said it, probably no one would believe her, and they might even arrest her as a monster.
Lu Cijian chuckled lightly and didn't press further, only saying, "If you want to know my secret, you'll have to give me yours in exchange."
Only in this way can it be considered fair.
Jiang Yimian glanced at him and said irritably, "My secret will scare you to death if I tell you."
Lu Cijian raised an eyebrow, becoming increasingly interested.
Jiang Yimian didn't say anything more. She got up, stretched, and casually said, "I didn't sleep well last night. I'm sleepy."
After saying that, he went straight back to sleep.
Everyone says that it's easy to feel sleepy in the summer, but she thinks that spring drowsiness, summer fatigue, autumn lethargy, and winter hibernation are all good times to sleep.
Lu Cijian, whose appetite had been whetted: ...
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After a little over two weeks, Jiang Yimian finally put the furs out to dry again.
Looking at the much softer fur, Wang Fengqin's eyes were full of joy. "This fur is even softer than it was a few days ago. Once it dries, we can make you padded jackets."
Liu Xiaoyun, who was standing nearby, put down her needlework and came over to take a look. In a great mood, she said with a smile, "Yimian is really amazing. If we were to rely on the three of us to pick up reeds, we would probably freeze to death this winter."
Zhao Xing'er also laughed and said, "That's right. I was thinking that there wouldn't be enough wild cotton, so I stuffed some reeds in. But when I saw the dried cotton yesterday, I was quite surprised."
It looks just like the top-quality cotton in the shop, all white and fluffy. We should plant some of that wild cotton next year; it's so much better than the cotton grown in the village.”
It was the first time she had ever seen such clean, white cotton in a farmhouse; clothes made from it would surely be warm.
Liu Xiaoyun nodded quickly and asked with a smile, "Yimian, do you still have those wild cotton seeds? Let's plant them together next year."
Jiang Yimian waved her hands repeatedly, saying with annoyance, "I don't know where I lost it."
If she really planted wild cotton and then discovered something was wrong at harvest time, how would she cover it up?
This cannot be planted.
Although Zhao Xing'er and Liu Xiaoyun were somewhat disappointed, they didn't say much. Instead, they looked at the konjac flour and taro flour drying in each courtyard with a sense of helplessness.
"Gousheng and Dashu have been digging up too much konjac and taro lately. They just dried the powder, and I reckon the yard will be full of powder again tomorrow."
At the entrance of each house, large and small winnowing baskets were set up to dry white powder blocks. Because there weren't enough baskets, many were also dried on straw mats, packed tightly together. If a small path hadn't been specially left open, there probably wouldn't have been any place for any of these houses to step.
Jiang Yimian was also somewhat helpless. She had only said that konjac and taro are harvested around October, and those that were not dug up would continue to sprout and grow the following year. For several days in a row, the group searched for traces of konjac and taro all over the mountain.
She was afraid that these people would dig up taro and konjac until they were extinct.
Just then, the four culprits returned, each carrying a full basket of konjac and taro.
Just as the group was about to go out and dig again after dumping the contents into the cellar, Jiang Yimian quickly stopped them.
"Gousheng, Dashu, take the inedible konjac pieces I cut off and plant them anywhere you can."
Because a part of the konjac plant is connected to the outer stems and leaves, Jiang Yimian simply left that part.
We're just waiting for a few people to plant the crops so that the plants in the mountains won't become extinct.
As for taro, it will produce some taro on its own. She had instructed the group to leave some taro in the ground and wait for it to sprout again next year.
Gou Sheng quickly responded, and he and Zhao Dashu and the others hurriedly packed the things into their baskets and ran off again, as if they were hiding from something.
Jiang Yimian asked curiously, "Why are they running so fast?"
Is she that scary?
Seeing her confusion, Liu Xiaoyun said helplessly, "These few are hiding from Xiao Ye. They're afraid he'll pester them to teach them to read. It's rare that Ci Jian hasn't come recently, and they really don't want to learn to read. They'd rather go out and dig up konjac and taro."
Jiang Yimian then understood, shook her head helplessly, and didn't say anything more.
It would be good if we could dig up more taro and konjac, so that they wouldn't have to eat porridge and cornmeal all winter.
She underestimated the appetite of Zhao Dashu and his two companions. It is said that a half-grown boy can eat his father out of house and home, and she has now truly experienced this firsthand.
Since these three people came into the family, the food at home has been gone by very quickly. If it weren't for her keeping the three of them at her home for meals and constantly refilling the rice and flour bins, it would be a disaster.
With the wild vegetables and other food we picked, the family's food supplies were probably already running low.
Now that we have taro flour and konjac flour, we can cook taro paste and eat konjac tofu, and still be full.
We won't let them starve to death before the winter is over.
She needs to find some foods that are easy to store recently.
When winter comes, all the leaves in the mountains will fall, and if it snows, they won't be able to go out to find food anymore.
Just then, Wang Fengqin said with some concern, "I had forgotten about it until you mentioned it. What's wrong with Cijian? He hasn't come to eat for almost half a month. Could something have happened to him?"
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