Chapter 441 I told you to talk bad about me behind my back
The main reason was that he didn't get a penny from the round trip yesterday, and now there was no work in the fields. He was really bored, so he might as well go to his brother-in-law's house for a nice meal.
When Aunt Qian saw that the heads of the first and third houses had gone, there was no reason for Uncle Qian not to go, so they all came together.
However, they decided not to bring their daughter-in-law, and they only brought a few grandchildren.
Otherwise, it would be inappropriate for a whole family of adults to come to my aunt's house to eat and drink.
Basically, relatives from the countryside who go to visit children or new mothers bring eggs. Uncle Qian thought that there would be many people going today, so he also spent money to buy two pieces of meat to carry.
Before they arrived at Lao Zhou's house, Daya, Erya and others who were washing clothes by the river saw their grandfather or uncle first. Daya threw down her clothes and ran home as fast as she could to inform her parents first.
As soon as they left, many people in the village avoided the Zhou family and started to whisper, "Why are you here today? Didn't you just come yesterday?"
"They brought so many things. Did Old Zhou and Qian have such a fierce quarrel this time? My mother's family actually brought so many things?"
"That's impossible. I'm already quite old, and my grandchildren are already grown up. I can't do that for such a small thing."
"Why not? A pound of wheat can yield an extra two ounces. Uncle Jin is such a thrifty person, so it's natural that he would get angry."
"No matter how angry they are, the Qian family won't be so humble. Don't you see how many sons Aunt Qian has given birth to for the Zhou family and how much she has done for them? At her age, she's bringing the matter to her parents' house. How can Uncle Jin be embarrassed?" The village head's wife passed by the river and heard their discussion. She couldn't help but say to them, "You guys are also idle. I think they are just relatives who came to see the children. Uncle Jin went to look for them three times yesterday. It's obvious that the old couple didn't quarrel."
Someone came to the door yesterday, and as soon as Old Zhou left, the news spread like wildfire to many people.
It's easy to tell that it was started on Wednesday. He never keeps his mouth shut.
A woman burst into laughter and said happily, "Uncle Jin ran out in such hot weather. I guess it's not that Uncle Jin is angry with Aunt Qian, but Aunt Qian kicked him out, right?"
Everyone couldn't help laughing.
The village head's wife also laughed and scolded, "Don't let Uncle Jin hear this, or you'll be in trouble. Okay, stop staring at other people's things. Tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival. Are you making rice dumplings at home?"
"Oh my! We didn't even get a single grain of glutinous rice harvested last year. The glutinous rice at the grain store is so expensive! How can we afford it?"
"Yeah, I don't make any at home either. I'll just make a few more pancakes tomorrow and go get some meat."
"Oh, right. I went out early this morning to the foot of the mountain behind me to cut some mugwort to put on my door and use it to repel mosquitoes at night. But when I got to the mountain, I saw that the mugwort that was growing well was gone. Do you know who cut it?"
"Oh, my family hasn't cut the crops yet. We have to go a little further to the edge of the field to cut them."
"Was it cut by Uncle Jin's family?"
"Come on, it's such a big area. Just cut it all up. Even if Uncle Jin has a lot of rooms, he wouldn't need so much."
Erya, who was quietly washing clothes not far away, thought to herself: That's right, it was my father who did it. Not only my father, but also my mother, my third uncle, my fourth uncle, my fifth uncle, and my sixth uncle all did it...
Erya rubbed her clothes fiercely and snorted: You said bad things about my grandparents, now I will ask my fourth uncle and others to cut all the crops on the nearby ridges!
Zhou Dalang and Zhou Erlang are used to getting up early, mainly because the sun rises quickly now and everyone goes to bed early, so they feel uncomfortable lying in bed.
So early in the morning, Zhou Dalang and Xiao Qian got up and picked the beans soaked in the wooden barrel to grind soy milk and make tofu.
They had no plans to sell them in the county town, but to exchange them for beans in the village. Besides, it was the festival and they needed to eat at home, and they also wanted to take some back to their relatives. So two buckets of beans might not be enough.
Zhou Erlang was squatting in the yard in a daze early in the morning. He was on his way to help his elder brother grind beans or take a break when Manbao came over with a book box on her back, yawning, and asked him to help put some more mugwort on her door.
He had a lot of requests, "Second brother, would you like to use mugwort to weave a ball for me and put it on my bookshelf?"
Zhou Erlang asked, "Why do you need so much mugwort? Just stick a bunch of it at the door."
"Mugwort has the effect of expelling bad air," Manbao said. "In fact, our family should cut some mugwort and dry it in the sun at this time. The dried mugwort can be used to soak your feet to dispel cold, and you can also take it to the medicine store to sell it."
"Mugwort is available everywhere. You can cut it and dry it at any time. Pharmacies will buy it. I'm afraid the price is even lower than Centella asiatica, right?"
"Then let it dry for two, three, or five years." Manbao didn't understand it before, but since he's been studying medicine, he's learned a little bit. "The older the mugwort is, the better it is, and the more valuable it becomes. If you don't believe me, go to the pharmacy in the county tomorrow and ask."
"Old Ai?"
"The mugwort that was cut and dried this year is taken out and dried again next year and stored. It is then dried again the year after that, year after year. It is said that the medicinal properties of mugwort that is more than three years old become very mild and rich."
Man Bao said: "This is a good thing. It can be boiled in water for foot soaking and bathing in winter and summer. It can also be made into strips for people to enjoy."
Manbao looked at Zhou Erlang with a sharp gaze and asked, "Second brother, how about I give it a try to see if your waist is sore?"
"Not sour," Zhou Erlang said without hesitation, "If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten that every household has to plant mugwort during the Dragon Boat Festival. There are always lazy people in the county who don't like to go out to find mugwort. Why don't we just cut some mugwort and sell it tomorrow?"
Zhou Erlang said, "If you can't sell all of it, take it home and dry it. Just like you said, dry it and store it. Wait five years, and then you can sell it when Datou gets married."
Manbao: “…”
Zhou Erlang did what he thought. He found his sickle, called Zhou Sanlang who had just gotten up and washed up, and then woke up Siwuliu who were still in bed. Together they went to the back mountain to cut mugwort.
At that time, many families in the village had not yet gotten up.
When the Qian family entered the house, they saw piles of mugwort in the yard, piles and piles, which looked very spectacular.
Mugwort seems to be a plant that can grow anywhere, and it can grow well easily. Even though no one fertilizes or waters it, it grows tall and strong in some places with slightly thick soil, with lush and thick branches and leaves.
Because they were doing business, the mugwort that Zhou Erlang and his team harvested was of the best quality.
Uncle Qian liked it and asked with a smile, "How did you cut so much mugwort? Can the family use it all?"
(End of this chapter)
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