Having stayed at someone else's house for more than ten days, Feng Yijia was not polite. Zhang Yuncong brought the bowl and chopsticks over, and she took them and sat down to eat.
While eating, he told the purpose of his visit.
Zhang Jing'an looked at Feng Yiji with disapproval, said nothing, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and went to look at the snake and medicinal herbs.
Xu Xiuping got goose bumps all over her body when she looked at the snake she had taken out. She couldn't help but nag Feng Yijia, "You're not well yet, why are you in such a hurry to go into the mountains?
There will be plenty of time to collect herbs and make money in the future, why do you have to rush for these two days?
Don't take yourself seriously at all!
When you go up the mountain, don't come to your uncle to ask for some snake and insect repellent powder to carry with you.
Is it so easy to get into the forest in the hot summer?
Next time you encounter these poisonous things, stay away from them, and don’t rush forward greedily just for the sake of money.
Have you forgotten how your father left?
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Feng Yijia has gotten used to Xu Xiuping's nagging these days. She just listens with a smile and responds vaguely.
Zhang Yuncong helped her father look at the medicinal herbs, and in her heart she gave a thumbs up to this girl whom her parents particularly valued.
Not only is he brave, but he's also lucky.
This day's harvest is equivalent to an ordinary worker's two-month salary.
Zhang Jing'an took his son to process the medicinal materials. Not only did they make wine with the snake, but they also left some of the other herbs for collection because Feng Yi's family didn't even have a plaque to dry them.
He also took the initiative to agree that when they left Mengjia Village in two days, he would take Feng Yijia to the county town to sell medicinal herbs.
Go out and get to know some people first, so that you won’t suffer losses if you sell medicine alone in the future.
Feng Yijia no longer had any worries. He had a meal, listened to some advice, and finally took home a bunch of medicinal powders for treating injuries, preventing snakes and detoxifying.
No words were spoken that night.
The next day, Feng Yijia continued to go up the mountain to collect herbs.
She didn't think about exchanging the package she got back for money for the time being. It was not a good thing for a single woman to become rich all of a sudden.
But it’s different for money earned through hard work and risk. People won’t be too jealous when they know about it.
However, Feng Yijia did not go further into the mountains, and only picked some medicinal herbs that he could prepare.
We can't always trouble Dr. Zhang for help. He has to move a long way away and has a lot of things to do.
After three busy days, Xu Xiuping came to the door in the evening with a basket.
Seeing someone sorting out the newly picked herbs on the ground, he frowned and said helplessly, "I regret asking your Uncle Zhang to teach you these.
I came to see you several times for dinner but you were nowhere to be found. You don't take your health seriously at all."
Feng Yijia put down the things in his hands, patted the mud on his hands, and said with a smile: "Of course, I cherish my body more than anyone else, and I am very careful in doing things.
The wounds on my body have healed a lot and are no longer torn!"
Xu Xiuping knew that he was stubborn, so she just kept muttering. After hearing this, she didn't say anything more. She took the basket into the kitchen and placed it on the stove, saying, "Yun Cong has to go back to work, so we have to leave tomorrow.
I'm having a dinner at home at noon. Since you're not at home, I've left some food for you. You can heat it up and eat it later!"
Feng Yijia ignored the food and asked directly: "When are you leaving tomorrow? Do you need my help moving things?"
"In the morning, not too early. Yun Cong was afraid of the hassle of changing buses with so many things, so he found a car to pick us up in the village. We just need to get there before dark.
Just bring your own herbs tomorrow. We two grown men don't need your help!"
After saying that, he continued, “When my house was first built, it was agreed that it would belong to the village when I leave.
At noon, I heard Accountant Chen and others discussing that they wanted to use that room to set up a purchasing and sales point to make it convenient for everyone to exchange daily necessities in the future.
We've packed up everything we need to take with us. We can't take the large furniture with us, so you can go take a look later and see if there's anything you like. While your Uncle Zhang is here, have him arrange to move it in along with the medicine drying equipment."
Feng Yijia, who was secretly considered one of the richest people in the village, did not hesitate at all after hearing this and quickly followed Xu Xiuping to Zhang's house to choose something that suited her taste.
She was harshly treated growing up, with extreme material scarcity. Even with decades of memories of being a ghost, she never thought of disliking second-hand things.
But I wasn't picky. In the poor mountain village of Mengjia Village, people are scrambling to get even a hemp rope.
You have to leave something for others and don't be too greedy.
Feng Yijiajia went around Zhang's house and finally chose only two large cabinets more than one meter high and a pile of books that Dr. Zhang did not intend to take.
Instead, Xu Xiuping brought out two jars of pickles and some good pots and pans to give to Feng Yijia.
Together with the drying rack which took up quite a bit of space, the whole cart was filled up.
Zhang's father and son used a borrowed ox cart to help transport the things to Feng Yi's courtyard.
Feng Yijia followed the car home and for the first time truly felt how popular Zhang Yuncong was in the village.
The distance that originally took less than ten minutes to walk took the ox cart almost half an hour.
During this period, four girls came forward to deliver insoles and eggs under various pretexts.
There are five aunts who want to take Zhang Yuncong home for dinner.
Zhang Yuncong is just like his father Zhang Jingan, he won't lose face and refuse people.
Everyone had to hesitate for a while before they could be dismissed with kind words.
Feng Yijia leaned on the cabinet on the ox cart and watched the show silently.
I shook my head secretly, thinking that people should have some self-knowledge.
Otherwise, no matter how good your ideas are, they will be in vain.
The ox cart stopped and started, and it was almost dark when the three of them arrived at Feng Yi's yard.
Zhang's father and son helped move all the things into the house and put them away before saying goodbye and leaving.
Feng Yijia sent the person away and went to the kitchen to check the basket sent by Xu Xiuping.
The basket is not small and is filled to the brim.
A bowl of golden fried crispy meat, a bowl of oily and bright red braised pork, a bowl of chicken soup with two chicken legs, and two palm-sized corn cakes.
You can tell they were all untouched and specially left for her.
Feng Yijia swallowed his saliva, lit a fire and heated up the food.
After a dinner that was more sumptuous than the villagers’ New Year’s Eve dinner, Feng Yijia took out the cloth bag he had hidden.
She carefully picked and chose under the dim oil lamp, and finally chose a emerald green bracelet. She carefully wrapped it in cloth and put it under her pillow, planning to give it to someone tomorrow.
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