In fact, Song Lan didn't just want to collect herbs; she also planned to send some things to the Xiao family. However, with Qin Yaxin around, it would undoubtedly be inconvenient.
For example, Song Lan keeps the things given to the Xiao family in his space.
For example, gathering herbs is merely a pretext to take out the herbs from the space.
In short, if Qin Yaxin doesn't return to the village with Song Qinghui and his brother first, Song Lan will definitely not be able to retrieve the items from his spatial storage.
"……All right!"
After hesitating for a moment, Qin Yaxin nodded, told Song Lan to be careful, and then continued on with Song Qinghui and Song Guoqing.
Song Lan stood there for a moment, and then she found a lot of resilient rattan nearby and quickly wove a bamboo basket and a carrying basket.
He slipped into the space, put a pheasant and a rabbit into the basket, and then put a can of malted milk powder, five catties of rice, and five catties of flour into the basket.
These are for the Xiao family.
The pheasants and rabbits were caught by Song Lan in the mountains and forests of Shenyi Valley. The rice and wheat flour were produced in Shenyi Valley, but Song Lan threshed them after harvesting and then used a stone mill to grind the wheat grains into flour and sift it out. It was all handmade flour.
Cover the basket with a layer of wood ear fungus and shiitake mushrooms.
Song Lan smiled with satisfaction and shifted her gaze to the side, where she saw two pheasants and two rabbits tightly bound with straw ropes, placed together with a pile of herbs.
With swift movements, Song Lan packed pheasants, rabbits, and herbs into his basket.
Emerging from the space, she carried a basket on her back and a wicker basket in her hand, and strode towards the location of the Xiao family's residence.
Along the way, when Song Lan saw suitable herbs, she would stop and dig them out with a medicinal hoe.
When they were about a hundred meters away from the Xiao family, Song Lan seemed to remember something. She looked around and found no one there, so she slipped back into her spatial dimension.
I almost forgot to send the Xiao family a prepared ginseng.
In the medicine preparation room of the bamboo building, Song Lan had a lot of prepared medicinal herbs.
Wild ginseng is just one type.
"Xiao Yu!"
Seeing Xiao Yu squatting in the thatched hut talking to the little one beside him from afar, Song Lan quickly took two steps and called out softly with a smile.
Almost instantly, Xiao Yu looked up and then patted his son's head before standing up and walking towards Song Lan.
"You've gathered so many herbs on the mountain!"
There were some herbs on the basket, and the herbs in the backpack were overflowing, which surprised Xiao Yu.
Song Lan smiled but didn't explain much. She said, "I brought you some things along the way." Xiao Yu took the basket from her and carried it on one shoulder. He then took the rattan basket from Song Lan, and the two walked to the thatched hut.
"Auntie!"
Little Chenchen recognized Song Lan and looked up at her, calling out in his childish voice. He knew that this aunt was a good person. He had also heard from his great-grandmother that the aunt had saved him and brought them a lot of food, including his favorite milk powder and malted milk.
His great-grandmother told him to remember his aunt's kindness and to repay her in the future.
The little one couldn't quite understand what his great-grandmother was saying, but he remembered one thing: pretty aunties are good people!
"Chenchen is so polite!"
Patting the child's head, Song Lan took out a handful of White Rabbit milk candies from her pocket and bent down to pack them for the little guy.
"Come in and sit for a while."
Xiao Yu carefully placed the rattan basket and backpack against the wall and invited Song Lan to come inside and sit down.
"No, I came here this morning. I went to the forest farm first, and now I'm here. I need to go home and sit with my parents for a while. Time is very tight. If I'm delayed even a little, I'm afraid I'll have to get back to the factory in the dark."
Hearing Song Lan say this, Xiao Yu understood what she meant and knew that Song Lan was worried about the safety of walking at night.
So, they didn't invite Song Lan to come inside.
"Keep these things."
Picking out the herbs from the wicker basket and putting them together with the herbs in the backpack, Song Lan pointed to the wicker basket and said, "Don't be stingy with these; this little bit is no problem for me."
"I still have what you gave me last time."
Xiao Yu's eyes welled up with tears. He was both touched and somewhat at a loss, feeling that he shouldn't keep accepting things from Song Lan.
"Such a small amount of stuff, and you haven't even finished it in half a month?"
Song Lan knew exactly what the other person was thinking. She sighed and said, "Don't be so polite with me. I'm happy to be able to help you. Besides, I'm not lying to you. These things really mean nothing to me."
Grandpa Xiao and his wife, along with Xiao's father, came out of the thatched hut. They had overheard Song Lan and Xiao Yu's conversation, and their gazes fell on the wicker basket, their emotions clearly evident.
Song Lan greeted the three men and, seeing the gratitude in their eyes, said, "It's just a little something, Grandpa Xiao, you don't need to worry about it."
"You caught these pheasants and rabbits on the mountain."
Xiao Yu used a declarative tone.
"Um."
Song Lan nodded, then smiled and said, "You know, with my skills, catching a few pheasants and rabbits is a piece of cake."
To prevent Xiao Yu from taking the pheasants and rabbits out of the wicker basket for her to take home, Song Lan continued, "I caught several pheasants and rabbits on the mountain. Apart from these two, I put the others in my basket."
The words that were about to come out were swallowed back down by Song Lan. Xiao Yu was a little helpless for a moment. He said, "You know what I'm going to say, so you might as well shut me up. If I let you take these pheasants and rabbits away, that would be too rude of me."
Song Lan smiled and said, "Since you know, then don't say anything." With her basket on her back, Song Lan was about to get up.
Xiao Yu quickly offered his assistance.
"You're leaving already?"
"My parents are waiting at home!"
Song Lan responded with a smile.
"Child, thank you so much! My husband and my family will always remember your help!"
Grandpa Xiao looked at Song Lan with gratitude in his eyes. Upon hearing this, Song Lan waved her hand and said, "Grandpa Xiao, there's no need to be so polite with me. Xiao Yu and I are friends. I'm just helping you out with a small favor!"
Before Old Master Xiao could speak again, she bid farewell to the three elders of the Xiao family, and as she turned to leave, she waved goodbye to Xiao Yu and his son.
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"Sister-in-law, you've gathered so many herbs!"
As Song Lan entered the courtyard, she heard Qin Yaxin's voice and replied with a smile, "I accidentally disturbed a patch of herbs."
Qin Yaxin paused for a moment, then burst out laughing: "Sister-in-law, you're so funny!"
Upon reaching the center of the courtyard, Song Qinghui took the basket from his back and immediately said, "It's so heavy! You must be tired."
"I'm not weak and frail; that little bit of weight is nothing to me."
Song Lan replied casually, then said, "Second Brother, take the basket into the main room."
"Um?"
Song Qinghui was somewhat puzzled, but he did as instructed.
"Dad, Mom, Big Brother!"
The family members were all sitting in the main room. Song Lan called them one by one and said, "I caught some pheasants and rabbits while I was gathering herbs on the mountain. I'll leave two for you to nourish your bodies."
Song Qinghui placed the basket at Song Lan's feet. She took out the herbs and piled them on the ground, then picked out a pheasant and a rabbit.
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