Zhao Fen from next door chatted at Feng Yi's house for a long time before leaving.
Two more people came in the afternoon, and both came with something.
Although it was just a handful of green vegetables and a bowl of soybean paste, which were worthless things, it meant that they were willing to take the initiative to show goodwill to Feng Yijiajia.
Feng Yijia, who had always been ignored and excluded by the villagers, never expected that she would be welcomed and accepted by the villagers by collecting herbs picked by the children.
How can I describe this feeling?
I was a little happy, after all, no one likes to be isolated, but I was mostly not used to it.
I am not used to chatting with these people I have never had any contact with, and I am not used to people coming to my house from time to time and staying for half a day.
With this time, even if you do nothing and just watch the sunrise and sunset, it is more comfortable than dealing with people.
After a day of rest due to the rain, the next day the sun was shining brightly and the villagers began to get busy again.
When Feng Yijia went up the mountain to collect herbs, he felt a little depressed when he thought about having to face more and more children delivering herbs when he returned home in the afternoon.
The sight of so many Fritillaria cirrhosae that cost as little as a dollar a hoe did not make her happy.
Autumn is the harvest season, and it is also the time when various dried goods are on the market in large quantities.
Meng Sheng originally went to the store to check the situation and pay the employees' salaries, but when he arrived, he helped with receiving and shipping goods, and was so busy that he was exhausted.
Finally, there was no other way, so he hired another person to help. He asked his elder brother, who was jumping around in the county and the countryside and making a lot of money, to come over from time to time to take advantage of the situation. Only then did he get away and rode his newly bought bicycle back to Mengjia Village at lightning speed.
After sending the things back home, the first thing I did was to confirm Feng Yijia's whereabouts.
After not seeing each other for a few days, he truly understood the meaning of the word "missing".
Not to mention the nights, even during the busy daytime, no matter if he was weighing, moving goods, or busy with other things, Feng Yijia's voice, smile, words and deeds would inappropriately intrude into his mind.
It occupied his mind.
The feeling was like smoking opium, which made him unable to stop spitting on himself, but also made him extremely addicted.
Carrying a fish and a piece of meat that he had bought specially, he climbed into the yard next door. Seeing that the door was locked and Feng Yi was not at home, he put his things down, picked up a hoe from the corner of the wall, turned around, climbed out of the yard and went into the mountains.
When they followed the trail and found the person, Feng Yijia was sitting on the long handle of a hoe, resting. His face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd. No one knew what he was thinking about, and he sighed from time to time.
Under the shade of the tree, the girl covered with star-like spots of light came into view and fell into my heart. It not only soothed the restlessness in my heart, but also gave rise to infinite joy.
It's just that frown that's a bit annoying.
Suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, Meng Sheng slowly approached and greeted with a smile: "How was your harvest today?"
Feng Yijia had heard the voice a long time ago. He rolled his eyes and glanced at the person who came. Without any surprise, he lazily replied, "Not bad!"
"What's wrong?
If you're okay, why are you still looking so miserable?
I thought you had nothing to gain today!" Meng Sheng sat down next to Feng Yi's house, making small talk.
"I don't rely on these herbs to make a living, so there's no need to look miserable if I get nothing!"
Feng Yijia retorted, and without waiting for anyone to ask, he recounted what had happened in the past few days, and then said, "Almost every family in the village is poor now, and not many parents are willing to spend money to buy snacks for their children.
Those kids eagerly dig herbs and bring them to my house to exchange for money to buy candy. I can't bear to refuse them. If I accept them, I guess I won't have to do anything else in the future. I'll just have to deal with them every day and collect and process those herbs."
After listening to this, Meng Sheng looked around and asked, "Where's your father? What did Uncle Youcai say?"
Feng Yijia saw his actions and replied without any defense: "My father went to the city and his soul is a little weak. These days, except for coming out to talk to me at night, he hides and sleeps the rest of the time.
He doesn't know about this, and since it's not a big deal, I didn't tell him."
Meng Sheng only took the words "Feng Youcai comes out at night and usually hides to sleep" to heart.
He immediately moved closer to Feng Yijia bravely and did not stop until he could smell the faint fragrance on her body.
He even patted the spot where he had just sat and made a plausible excuse for his behavior: "Damn, I was just saying I felt a little itchy, and it turns out there are a few ants crawling around here!"
After saying this, he consciously covered up the past and moved closer to help with advice: “This is not a difficult thing.
Just hire someone to help.
It is not difficult to wash and dry dandelions and plantains.
A few bucks a month, guaranteed to attract lots of people! "
Feng Yijia supported his chin with his right hand and sighed, "I've thought about hiring someone a long time ago.
But I don’t like having a stranger in my house every day, nor do I like the yard being like a vegetable market with people coming and going.
Besides, it’s better for my dad to have less contact with people now!
If you move, the only empty houses in the village are those of your two cousins.
I’m not good at renting!”
Hearing this, Meng Sheng felt very upset. How could he pursue his wife if someone from next door came to visit him from time to time?
After thinking about it, I decided to take the responsibility directly on myself.
"Okay, don't worry about it anymore.
I went back to collect dry goods in the village in the name of my eldest brother.
In addition to common items such as dried bamboo shoots and dried beans, dried chrysanthemums, dried honeysuckle, dried plantain, and dried dandelions are also collected.
As long as the price is a little higher than what you offer, naturally no one will go to you to buy herbs anymore!"
Hearing this, Feng Yijia didn't mention that she didn't make money anyway. Anyway, Meng Sheng could afford to lose this small amount of money.
She smiled and said, "Okay, when we get back, spread the word.
I'll make you something delicious tonight to thank you."
Meng Sheng didn't want to eat in front of Feng Youcai at night, for fear of indigestion.
He looked up at the setting sun and said, "It's not too late, let's go back now.
I brought back fish and meat, gave you a portion, and threw it in your yard.
If you're any later, it will break down!"
Now Feng Yijia stopped digging for medicinal herbs. The two of them went down the mountain one after the other and then went about their own business.
However, Meng Sheng didn’t get to eat the thank-you dinner that Feng Yijia had carefully prepared.
As soon as the news of collecting useful information was released, people started coming to the house one after another.
Some people come to exchange dry goods for money, while others come to inquire about the specific prices of various dry goods.
It is a rare opportunity to cash in on something in the village, and no one talks about speculation or other things that spoil the mood, so the villagers are all very enthusiastic.
After selling things, some people are not in a hurry to leave. They hold the money in their hands and have endless things to talk about.
That day, Meng Sheng's courtyard was bustling until the moon rose above the branches and the sky was filled with stars, only then did it become quiet.
Forget about climbing over the wall to eat next door, Meng Sheng didn't even have dinner at home until almost 10 o'clock in the evening.
At Feng Yi's house, as she wished, it was much quieter. Only two or three children who were eager to eat candy came to deliver herbs to the door.
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