Qiao Lian'er quickly pulled Da Yong back.
"Yes, Uncle Liu, our family is so poor that we have no other choice. Could you lend us a tael or two? It would be an act of charity."
Uncle Liu said somewhat sullenly, "Even if I borrow it, you might not be able to pay it back."
"Then I won't lend it to you. Consider it an act of kindness on my part."
Uncle Liu choked.
So you mean you borrowed it and didn't pay it back?
Then watch as the three siblings walk away.
“Big brother, second brother, our family is only just starting to make money, so we need to keep a low profile. If the villagers find out, we won’t be able to make any money on the mountain,” Qiao Lian’er said, frowning.
Since the Qiao family hadn't hunted anything, the villagers would definitely press them relentlessly for information after seeing them suddenly have so much money.
Humans are neither purely good nor purely evil, except for the Song family.
The villagers would speak up for the mother and daughter, but seeing that the Qiao family had a way to make money, they would never let it go and would definitely want to benefit themselves.
Da Yong wholeheartedly agreed, and somewhat regretfully said, "I was too hasty and impulsive. I won't do it again."
Da Chengdao said, "Wealth should not be flaunted, for flaunting it will lead to the loss of wealth."
Even if the Qiao family members encounter troublesome individuals and pick up weapons, ready to fight to the death, it will ultimately bring trouble and affect their ability to focus on making money.
The most important thing now is to make money, save money, and build a house. The wind is strong here in winter, and the thatched hut can be blown away in winter, which makes the whole family live in fear.
As long as it doesn't jeopardize your fundamental interests, you don't need to care what others say.
It was only a little past midnight, and the Qiao family hadn't returned yet. Mrs. Lü had soaked the rice and washed the mushrooms, and was now cutting lean meat.
I left a plate of dried matsutake mushrooms yesterday; I'll use them to stir-fry with cabbage.
As you can see, there's a small basin of termite mushrooms by the well. Xiao Meng is sitting by the well, carefully shaving the mud off the stems of the termite mushrooms, afraid of shaving too much and taking the stems with him.
"Xiao Meng, have they come back?" Dayong asked Xiao Meng.
"Yes, my brother came back and said he found this part to make soup for everyone," Xiao Meng said.
Madam Lü said, "I feel so bad about it. I think it would be better to squeeze them dry and use the money to make more."
Qiao Lian'er said, "Third Aunt, we'll sell it or eat it. We need to earn money and enjoy life. Isn't the purpose of earning money to satisfy our hunger? Besides, there are very few things in this world that taste better than this chicken mushroom."
She said that Lady Lü had come to a realization: "That's true, living is about eating, clothing, shelter, and daily necessities."
Qiao Yunni sat in front of the stove to start a fire. Because there were many people in her family, they didn't cook rice in a rice cooker, but steamed it in a steamer.
First, put rice and water into a large pot and cook until half-cooked. Then, drain the water using a strainer and steam the half-cooked rice in a steamer until fully cooked.
It was still early, so Dayong and Dacheng went up the mountain to look for matsutake mushrooms.
As they went out, they saw Song Ruier coming from not far away, carrying a basket on her back. The basket was full of wild vegetables she had found in the mountains; the tender ones were for eating, and the older ones were probably for pig feed.
The two exchanged a disdainful look, pretended not to see anything, and went straight up the mountain.
Song Ruier glanced at the two figures, a puzzled expression on her face.
While he was looking for pig feed on the mountain, he saw the Qiao family members there as well, two here and two in the distance, seemingly picking up something.
But they were very mysterious, and he didn't know if it was just his imagination, but it seemed as if the Qiao family was deliberately avoiding other people's attention.
For example, Qiao Laoda's wife didn't usually pick ferns, but when she saw him, she seemed to be pretending to pick ferns.
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