"Where did this thing come from?"
Bai Tian's voice carried a rare touch of seriousness.
Jiang Dai: "You know about poppies too?"
Bai Tian turned to look at Jiang Dai: "Mm."
[Those school classes I attended weren't for nothing; even though I can't recite all the poems, I can still recognize them when I see them.]
Bai Yunqi: "Is this thing called a poppy?"
Jiang Dai nodded: "So, where did it come from? And how did Yun Qi know that this stuff is addictive?"
[If even the eldest son doesn't know what this thing is called, how could he know it's addictive? It doesn't make sense, so there must be something fishy going on.]
Juanjuan never expected her mother to be so thoughtful, and upon closer inspection, it made a lot of sense.
"Today we're going out to buy things."
Bai Yunqi had just opened his mouth when he remembered something unrelated and pointed to the things next to him: "Oh, Mother bought all of these for you."
Jiang Dai was surprised that the child would buy her something, and immediately expressed her gratitude, feeling emotionally satisfied.
"On the way back, we met a girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. She insisted on helping us carry our things. Mom, you know how that is, and then..."
Bai Yunqi glanced at his younger sister.
[Juanjuan is still here; she can't know that I secretly followed her and found it at that woman's house.]
"Then when I went out, I ran into that woman again. This is what she grows at home, and I heard about its effects from her."
When Bai Yunqi spoke, he gave his parents a wink, and subtly changed the way he spoke each word.
Jiang Dai and Bai Tian then understood where the poppy shells came from and how they were obtained.
"They seem to see that our business is doing well and want to sell this stuff to us for money."
"Alright, Mother understands. However, although this stuff has medicinal value, as she said, using poppy fruits and shells for cooking is harmful."
Bai Tian chimed in, "Our family doesn't make money this way; that's our parents' bottom line."
After speaking, he glanced at Jiang Dai, a smile of approval spreading across his face.
Jiang Dai returned the smile and nodded.
"Come, let your mother see what you've bought for her! My dear sons!"
Jiang Dai appropriately changed the subject.
I got home late at night.
After washing up, Juanjuan climbed into bed and sat in the middle of the bed, waiting for her parents to tell her a story.
Tonight, she'll be waiting for her father to tell her the story of the fairy airplane in the sky.
The door was pushed open, and Jiang Dai walked in, holding a letter in her hand.
Juanjuan was puzzled. Where did her mother get the letter in the middle of the night?
The child's body was limp, and he sat on the bed with his head tilted, having exhausted all his strength.
The next second, the child heard his mother's thoughts and immediately sat up straight.
[Since we left Niantao Village, we haven't dug up any sweet potatoes, and Aunt Wang asked everyone, but no one had ever seen sweet potatoes before! ? ? ]
[So where did these sweet potatoes come from? And what about that barbecue powder that suddenly appeared and then vanished so quickly! The more I think about it, the more something seems off.]
Jiang Dai stroked the letter that Aunt Wang had asked Wang Xiaoshu to write and send, and lowered her head to think about the logic of the whole matter.
but……
[What kind of logic is that! Everyone in the family has already copied it, what logic am I looking for!]
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