"Weian." Song Qingyun called.
Xia Weian came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"
"I'm asking you if you want another bowl of soup." Song Qingyun repeated.
"Yes." Xia Weian handed over his bowl. In his previous life, he loved drinking the persimmon soup made by Song Qingyun. It was sour and especially appetizing in summer.
Song Qingyun could tell at a glance that Xia Weian was worried.
The children were all there, and Song Qingyun didn't ask. After lunch, Song Qingyun asked the children to go to sleep for a while before going up the mountain together.
Big Girl and Little Girl took their sisters back to the house to sleep.
Song Qingyun and Xia Weian also returned to their room.
"What happened during the meal?" Song Qingyun asked.
Xia Weian told Song Qingyun that the old man at the scrap yard wanted to take Xiao Qi as his apprentice. After returning home that day, he was so busy that he forgot to tell Song Qingyun.
Song Qingyun thought for a moment and said, "I think you're doing the right thing. Xiaoqi is still young and doesn't understand many things. We don't know much about that old man either. What if something else gets involved?"
"If he and our Xiaoqi are destined to be together, it won't be too late to become his disciple after two years when the environment is better."
Xia Weian held Song Qingyun's hand and said, "I think so too."
"Since you did the right thing, don't worry about it." Song Qingyun said in a gentle voice.
Xia Weian nodded. "I feel like I did the right thing, but I'm also afraid that because of my caution, Xiao Qi will miss a good opportunity."
"It's Xiaoqi's. She will be hers sooner or later. I think when Xiaoqi grows up, she will support your decision." Song Qingyun comforted her in a gentle voice.
Xia Weian smiled, "Sister Yun, your words always make me feel at ease."
Song Qingyun smiled and said, "We have lived two lifetimes together. I understand you."
Xia Weian laughed too.
"Even if I live ten lifetimes, it still won't be enough for me."
Song Qingyun blushed.
The middle-aged couple was quite intoxicated by the sweet words they exchanged.
They talked in low voices for a while and then fell asleep.
An hour later, the two got up, packed up, and went to call Da Niu, Er Niu and the others.
Soon, the daughters were all packed.
Because they were going up the mountain, they didn't want to wear new clothes and wore clothes full of patches.
Xia Weian frowned. He forgot to throw away these clothes...
"Today I will go up the mountain to pick some herbs that can remove oil stains. I will come back in the evening and boil the cloth to remove the oil stains. Then I will make tailor-made clothes for each of you." Song Qingyun said.
"Mom, you just finished making clothes for us. You don't need to make any more. You and Dad can do it." The big girl said hurriedly.
How can they have so many new clothes? It’s not Chinese New Year.
Even during the Chinese New Year, they have enough clothes.
"Your father and I do it too, and our whole family does it." Song Qingyun said firmly.
"Let's go up the mountain today and try our best to collect some valuable medicinal herbs. Then we can get a sewing machine so that it will be convenient for us to make clothes for you." Xia Weian said with a smile.
"Okay!" Xiaoliu immediately agreed.
Xiaoliu's emotional value is always given in the most timely manner.
Xia Weian was so happy that he went forward and picked up Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi, "Let's go! Up the mountain!"
"Let's go!" the children cheered.
The eldest and second daughters followed Song Qingyun.
Each of them carried a backpack and walked slowly up the mountain.
Han the Hunter's home was originally at the foot of the mountain, and going up the mountain was much closer than going into the village, without having to pass through the fields in the village. Everyone was working at the moment, and no one knew that the family was going up the mountain.
Xia Weian and Song Qingyun took the children up the mountain, so of course they couldn't go deep into the mountains.
Big Girl and Little Girl started digging wild vegetables and mushrooms.
Sanniu and Siniu also know a lot of wild vegetables and fruits, and they help their elder and second sisters together.
Xiaowu took Xiaoliu and Xiaoqi to collect firewood.
Song Qingyun was looking for beautiful flowers nearby and saw a field of wild roses, with each red flower blooming beautifully.
Song Qingyun fell in love with it at first sight. It would be so beautiful if he could plant a wall of it.
"This flower has thorns, so be careful when digging it." Xia Weian reminded.
"Yeah." Song Qingyun walked over and took out the gloves and put them on.
The gloves were from the warehouse, and she also gave Xia Weian a pair.
"I'll chop some wood first, and you can dig slowly. I'll come find you later."
"good."
Song Qingyun squatted on the ground and slowly dug the soil with a small sickle, fearing that he would accidentally cut the roots.
Over there, Xia Weian was waving a machete, and with a few strokes he cut off a lot of branches.
Xia Weian found that he seemed to be stronger than before?
He had just been reborn a few days ago, and apart from the space warehouse, he didn't realize that there was anything different about himself, but looking at the branches in front of him, he realized that something was wrong.
Xia Weian immediately found a small tree as thick as a bowl, raised the machete, and swung it with all his strength.
With a snap, the small tree broke...
Xia Weian: I am actually a strongman!
He went to find Song Qingyun immediately with joy and found that Song Qingyun was staring at a place carefully.
"Sister Yun, what's wrong?"
"Weian, look, is this ginseng?" Song Qingyun was a little excited.
Xia Weian hurried over to take a look, "It really is! Sister Yun, you're so lucky! I'll dig it up. Watch out for the roots; intact ones are more valuable."
"Okay." Song Qingyun gave his seat to Xia Weian.
Xia Weian moved quickly and dug out the ginseng intact.
The couple smiled at each other. Seeing that the children were not paying attention to them, Song Qingyun put the ginseng into the space for safekeeping.
"We still have to go to the county tomorrow." Xia Weian said. Now that they have ginseng, they don't have to sell the bezoar for the time being. In a few years, the price of bezoar will definitely be higher.
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