After a feast of mushrooms for dinner, everyone was full again.

"It's so delicious. The chicken soup made from mushrooms is also delicious." Wen Shanshan ate three bowls of rice and also had a bowl of soup.

This damn weather is so cold.

A bowl of hot chicken soup after a meal is so comforting.

Xu Dongru, who hadn't come to eat for two days, had a hearty meal tonight.

But the old man has a small appetite, and eating too much at night is not easy to digest. Usually he has a good appetite and only eats one bowl of rice, but tonight he ate one and a half bowls and stopped.

Xu Qingzhi also likes to eat these mushrooms, which taste fresh, fragrant, smooth, tender, crispy and refreshing.

She decided to pick some more when she had time in the next few days. If she couldn’t finish them, she could dry them and make soup later.

After dinner, Wen Shanshan asked Grandpa Xu to go back with them in the car, but Xu Dongru refused.

Xu Qingzhi knew that her grandfather was embarrassed to trouble others, and he always felt that he would dirty other people's cars.

She took the medicinal wine she had prepared in the spiritual space and drove a tricycle to send grandpa back.

This time, the old man finally didn't refuse the medicinal wine, but just said: "This cost a lot of money? Grandpa will order some and give it to you."

Xu Qingzhi snorted and glared at his grandfather in pretend anger.

Xu Dongru immediately changed her words and said with a smile: "Hey, Grandpa, don't say that in the future. This is my good granddaughter being filial to me. Grandpa will be happy to continue in the future."

Xu Qingzhi pretended to be angry, and then his expression relaxed: "That's better, Grandpa, I'm leaving now."

"Wait a minute." Xu Dongru waved, asking Xu Qingzhi not to leave yet, and took out a box of canned oranges from the house and handed it to him, "Take it, take it."

Xu Qingzhi happily took the can of oranges and said, "Thank you, Grandpa. I'm leaving now."

"Okay, drive carefully on the road."

"Okay."

Xu Qingzhi drove away on his tricycle.

The old man waited until the shadow of the car turned the corner and disappeared, then he closed the gate and went to the backyard with a flashlight. The water plantain in the field was growing well in the past few days and could be picked and sold at the market tomorrow.

He returned to the house and opened the closet. There was a compartment inside that was not easily discovered. He took it out and found neatly arranged banknotes. These were all his current savings.

He took it out, spitted and counted it.

There were 1,300 yuan in total, dozens of yuan in loose change totaling more than 200 yuan, and dozens of yuan in silver coins.

The 8,000 yuan for medicine money from the second brother's family must be paid to him before he dies, not a penny less, otherwise he will not die peacefully.

I've picked the onions in the backyard. I'll sell them at the market tomorrow and make some money.

The chickens at home cannot be sold. They have to be kept for the New Year so that the children can come back and eat them.

When the persimmons and chestnuts on the trees are ripe, he will sell them himself. In previous years, he would divide them among several families and give them to the villagers, but this year he will not give them away, but sell them for some money.

Xu Dongru planned it out, folded the money neatly, and put it in the secret compartment of the cabinet. -Xu Qingzhi returned home, washed up, and went into the spiritual space. He prepared food for the two little ones and sat on the wooden stool to meditate.

Her spiritual energy was exhausted some time ago, so she rested for a while and felt that her body's capacity had achieved a new breakthrough.

She guided the spiritual energy in the space to flow throughout her body, making her feel comfortable all over.

Even now, even in the spiritual space, she is extremely sensitive to the outside world within a radius of dozens of miles.

Time passed by unknowingly, and she heard her parents getting up.

Xu Qingzhi came out of the spiritual space and looked at the time. It was not yet five o'clock in the morning.

After washing up, she went out of the room and went downstairs. Wang Yanmei was just about to go out.

"We're at the market today, so Mom will go buy some fresh ribs and meat, and some tofu." After Wang Yanmei finished speaking, she looked at Xu Qingzhi in surprise, "Why did you get up so early today?"

Xu Qingzhi meditated for a whole night and didn't feel sleepy at all. Instead, he felt much more energetic.

She thought about how she hadn't been to the market since she came back, "Mom, I'll go with you."

"Okay, you can take me there in your tricycle, so I don't have to walk." Wang Yanmei said, and then added: "If we don't drive the new car, there will be a lot of people and cars at the market, and I'm afraid that our new car will be scratched."

"Okay." Xu Qingzhi took the tricycle key and set off with her mother.

Along the way, you can also meet some old people carrying two loads of vegetables on a shoulder pole and heading towards Daji Village.

Wang Yanmei suddenly said, "Hey, Qingzhi, look at the old man in navy blue clothes carrying a shoulder pole in front of you. Is he your grandpa?"

Xu Qingzhi took a look and found that the back figure was quite similar. Her grandfather's head was shaped like a light bulb, and he didn't have much hair, only a few stubbles. He always wore a navy blue coat, so he was very easy to recognize.

She quickened the speed and drove over to take a look, and saw that it was none other than her grandpa.

The old man was grunting and walking forward with his load of vegetables on his shoulder, and he hadn't noticed a tricycle parked in front of him.

Xu Qingzhi called out, "Grandpa."

Xu Dongru finally responded, "Hey, Qingzhi, why are you up so early? Yanmei, are you going to the market?"

When Xu Qingzhi saw the two bamboo baskets filled with emerald green water plantains tied together with straw stalks, he knew that his grandfather was going to sell them at the market.

She got off the car, took grandpa's shoulder pole, and put the two baskets on the ground first.

Wang Yanmei asked in surprise, "Dad, what are you going to do with this?"

"The water plantains grow well at home. There are too many for me to eat." The old man took out a handkerchief and wiped his red nose and eyes. He continued, "I have nothing to do, so I picked these and went to the market to sell them."

Xu Qingzhi's eyes darkened as he remembered what Grandpa said to Second Uncle last night.

After she established her foundation, her hearing became very good, so even though she didn't enter her second uncle's house, she could hear everything clearly.

Grandpa wants to rely on himself to return the eight thousand yuan to my second uncle's family.

Xu Qingzhi knew Grandpa's personality too well. He had been strong-willed and stubborn all his life. If he were to give him the money directly, he would refuse to take it.

During festivals, when the younger generations gave him a red envelope of 200 yuan, he would give back 100 yuan and only keep 100 yuan for himself.

Xu Qingzhi felt unhappy and silently carried the two baskets to the back of the tricycle.

Wang Yanmei got off the tricycle and said, "Dad, you get on. It's quite a long way from Daji Village. Qingzhi and I will sit in the front."

"Okay." Xu Dongru did not refuse. He skillfully grabbed the pole and got on the tricycle. He sat on the small wooden bench at the back, holding the iron bar in front of the tricycle tightly with his hands.

"Sister Yanmei, are you going to the market? Can you give me a ride?" An old man suddenly came over with a shoulder pole and asked.

Wang Yanmei smiled and said, "Uncle Wang, I'm so sorry, my old man is sitting here, and there's no room left in the back."

The old man waved his hand and said frankly: "It's okay, I'm just asking."

Xu Qingzhi continued driving the tricycle forward. Along the way, there were many old ladies carrying vegetables, and people of the same age as her parents carrying vegetables to sell.

It is almost unique that the vegetables grown by Xu Qingzhi using spiritual energy can be picked, washed, and sold by express delivery, and can be sold at a high price of two hundred yuan per kilogram.

Most of the vegetables are grown at home. If there are too many, they will pick them and sell them at the market.

There are only a few people in the village who own tricycles. It is normal for vegetable vendors in the village to walk several miles to Daji Village to sell vegetables before dawn.

(End of this chapter)