The planting of *Chongyangmu* (a type of tree) requires the villagers to see its value before anyone will plant it. Feng Biluo needs to demonstrate its value.
Feng Biluo deliberately took the baby to the city. After arriving in the city, Feng Biluo went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy some things and then went to see her older brother.
"Biluo, you've brought the child to the city. Wait a moment, I have something for you." As she spoke, she went into a room not far away, said a few words to someone, and then retrieved the item from the well.
It was a bag of steamed buns. The weather wasn't very hot yet, and the buns were placed in the cool wellhead, where the temperature was similar to that of a refrigerator, so the taste and freshness were both good.
"Brother, didn't you eat properly?" Feng Biluo frowned as she looked at Feng Linqi. If he had eaten properly, he wouldn't have been able to produce these things.
“I’ve eaten. Three steamed buns a day plus pickled vegetables, I eat two every day.” Feng Biluo looked at it and realized that this wasn’t something that could be saved by saving two a day; it was clearly just one a day.
"Don't overthink it. I traded it with someone else for some pickled vegetables." He said to Feng Biluo, whose eyes reddened. Food was so scarce in this era.
Agricultural harvests were poor, and with the war still ongoing and the country not yet fully recovered, agriculture had been neglected for a long time. Even now that they have resumed planting with peace of mind, they have not yet reached the initial level.
In addition, the seeds were not very good to begin with, resulting in many harvests not even half of what they were in modern times. Feng Biluo's family didn't have much food, and everyone was basically only half full.
Feng Biluo looked at Feng Linqi and said, "Brother, don't leave these steamed buns behind anymore. There's food at home, so you should keep the white flour steamed buns for yourself."
"No, I've already eaten this. Besides, I can exchange these white flour buns for two coarse grain buns. You're full, so don't think too much about it." Feng Linqi wasn't stupid; he knew that health was the most important thing.
So he would trade with others for coarse grain steamed buns, saying, "You just had a baby, your body is weak, and you have a child to raise. This will help you get more nutrition, don't worry... I'll take care of myself, brother."
"Big brother..." Feng Biluo opened her mouth when she looked at Feng Linqi, but couldn't say anything. In the end, she nodded to her subordinate and handed a packet of oil to Feng Linqi.
"Why is it a chicken leg? You should eat this yourself. You gave me the chicken leg last time, so you need to replenish your own nutrients." Feng Linqi said as he looked at Feng Biluo.
“Brother, I caught this pheasant. I have one, but I can’t finish it all by myself, so I brought some for you. You can have it. We occasionally go hunting and get a lot of game.” Feng Biluo said, “And then there’s my second brother. He hunted a game in the mountains yesterday, so there’s enough meat for everyone.”
"Alright then." Feng Linqi nodded upon hearing this, took the meat, and then looked at Feng Biluo, saying, "Big brother is going to work now."
"Okay, I'm going back too." Feng Biluo nodded when she heard this. Feng Linqi watched Feng Biluo wave goodbye and then left.
Feng Biluo also took the steamed buns back. She felt a little heavy-hearted and her mood wasn't very good. She wasn't angry, but she felt like something was pressing on her chest and making her uncomfortable.
Feng Biluo herself didn't know if this was the original owner's emotion. She just felt uncomfortable, suppressed and distressed, and her whole body felt heavy and helpless.
Looking at the baby in her arms, Feng Biluo sometimes couldn't help but wonder if she was the original owner of the body. The empathy was so strong that when she dreamed about the difficult childbirth in the middle of the night, she still felt lingering fear.
Feng Biluo has also experienced a lot of hardships. No matter how difficult the hardships were, Feng Biluo has overcome them and has not left such a great psychological pressure in her heart.
Now things are different. Feng Biluo is confused because of her identity. When she went back, she was carrying some things. When people on the road asked her, she said, "The fruit of the Chongyang tree."
"Chongyang wood? Can you eat the fruit?" Someone asked in surprise, but Feng Biluo just smiled.
“Yes, it’s used for brewing wine and pressing oil,” Feng Biluo said. When they heard this, everyone in Fengjia Village was stunned, and no one could believe it.
"Really? Where did you see that?" Yes, this *Chongyangmu* wood can be used to extract oil and also to brew wine?
“It was my husband who said it. He used to know a foreigner who told him,” Feng Biluo said. When the people of Fengjia Village heard this, they were stunned. When they thought of Ji Huangquan, they nodded.
“If it’s Huang Quan, then there’s no problem. It’s pitiful…” Originally, she was going to say that it was pitiful that Huang Quan died so young, but she immediately shut up after seeing Feng Biluo. Feng Biluo also understood what the other party wanted to say.
However, she didn't respond. Responding would only make things awkward, so it was better to remain silent. Under these circumstances, Feng Biluo looked at the other person and took a deep breath.
On the way back, holding the baby in her arms, she said, "Look, everyone is mentioning your scumbag father. But I hope I never run into him again."
If she encountered it, she would definitely let Ji Huangquan know why the flowers were so red. When Feng Biluo was there, she went straight home and started to pretend to use the fruit of the Chongyang wood. Of course, the wine was made with Chongyang wood from the beginning.
After packing some things, Gu Ting held the baby for Feng Biluo. With someone holding the baby for her, Feng Biluo went to do the laundry.
Feng Linshu returned from hunting in the mountains with two pheasants and a piglet. Feng Biluo was quite happy when she saw the piglet being brought back, so she asked her brother for the piglet.
"Alright, you can take it." Upon hearing this, Feng Linshu spoke up, and Feng Biluo nodded. The piglet was taken and kept in the space for breeding later. As for how to take it out after cooking, it would take a trip to the mountains, and the piglet was not allowed to run into a hole and die.
Having come up with a plan, the piglet was kept, and Feng Linshu didn't ask Feng Biluo what she was doing. He even gave Feng Biluo a chicken, which she accepted without hesitation, and then gave Feng Linshu some flour in return.
After looking at it, Feng Linshu accepted it. Knowing his younger sister's temperament, he was certain that if he didn't take it, Feng Biluo would never ask for anything from home again. So, it was better to accept it. In any case, he could give it to Feng Biluo if she needed it, and he could also give it to her if he invited her home for dinner more often.
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