After they entered the yard, Yang Chunyan gave the medicine for the old man and Zhou's father to Zhou's mother, and told her that Wang Zhen wanted them to rest.
Old man: "When did you get all the medicine? I told you, we know our own bodies well, and we'll be fine after a good night's sleep!"
Yang Chunyan smiled and said, "Wang Zhen said it's just for conditioning. You can sleep better after taking the medicine!"
After hearing this, Zhou's mother said, "We have already caught it. It would be a waste if we don't drink it. I will make it for you. Drink it and have a good sleep."
Zhou Huaian, who was watching his son in front of the cradle, said after hearing this: "Mom, Grandpa and the old man are very frugal. They had a meal in a restaurant today, and they wanted to pack up the leftovers and bring them back to eat."
"How dare you say that!" The old man glared at him. "I saw there was still meat and vegetables on the plate, but they took it away and didn't eat it. What a pity!"
Zhou Huaian: "Grandpa, don't worry, I won't pour it out to feed the pigs. Brother Huang said that these dishes will be poured out separately and given to the beggars."
"That's more like it." The old man sighed, "Some families in the mountains can't even get enough food. We will be punished by God if we dump food."
"That doesn't happen in our family." Zhou Huaian turned around and touched the child in the cradle, went back to the house to take out the passbook and purse and put them away, changed into work clothes and went to work in the backyard.
With Jiang Yu and the others around, Zhou Huairong and the others didn't ask him about the hotel. His family didn't want the villagers to keep staring at them and say that they had made a fortune or something.
I think it’s still what my mom and husband said before, don’t show off your wealth, it’s better to make money quietly!
Yang Chunyan saw her son's little face was red as he slept, so she reached out and touched it. Xiao Jiuer woke up, waved his little hands and smiled at her.
She picked up her son and kissed him. "Are you hungry? Did grandma make you some milk?"
Mother Zhou, who was talking animatedly with Grandpa Zhou's father, hurriedly said, "He has only eaten two spoonfuls of rice noodles. Don't feed him anymore."
Yang Chunyan didn't expect that a baby could eat complementary food after just four months. "Does he like it?"
Zhou's mother nodded. "I like it. I made two full spoonfuls of it. He ate it all up. I'll make him two more spoonfuls in the evening."
"Yeah!" Yang Chunyan picked up a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off the child's face, "How much goods did Big Brother and the others receive today?"
"It will rain more." Mother Zhou said, picking up the medicine bag. "Jia Ming and the others are picking herbal seeds on the mountain. You take Xiao Jiuer to the back mountain to check."
"I'll go after changing my clothes." Yang Chunyan carried the child back to the house, changed into thin cotton clothes, and walked towards the back mountain.
She didn't see a single person when she went up the mountain. She only saw a few vegetable baskets and straw hats in the medicinal field. She thought that the children must have gone to the ravine to move stones to look for wild crabs.
Sure enough, before I reached the ravine, I heard the joyful voices of several children. When I got there, I saw that the water in the ravine was not deep, and several children were squatting in the ditch searching.
She stepped forward with a deliberately fierce look on her face, "Okay! I asked you to come and pick herb seeds, and this is how you pick them?"
"Aunt, you're back!" Zhou Xiaolin's face was as red as a cat's. She ran towards her holding a crab shell. "Jiu'er, look at the crab that your sister caught."
Xiao Jiuer lowered her head and looked curiously at the little brown thing in her hand that was baring its fangs and claws.
Yang Chunyan took the grass clippings stuck to her hair and threw them away. "Look, your face is covered in mud. You're as dirty as a kitten."
Zhou Jiaming ran upstairs and saw her coming. He quickly put a sandworm in a small wooden bucket, carried it over, and smiled at her ingratiatingly, "Aunt Yao, we'll play for a while and then go pick it!"
Zhou Xiaoqian also said: "Aunt, let's play for a while and then go."
Yang Chunyan nodded and said, "It's okay to play for a while, but you are not allowed to take your brothers and sisters to play in the deep pool above."
Several people nodded repeatedly, "We won't go upstairs, we'll just play here."
Zhou Jiakang came over holding two sandworms, "Aunt, we caught some mountain crabs and a lot of sandworms. Can we fry them and eat them this afternoon?"
"I'll fry them for you when I'm free this afternoon!" Yang Chunyan looked at the sandworms and mountain crabs in the bucket, which was already half full. "We've caught so many, don't play around by the ditch. When your mother and husband come later, you'll get beaten again."
Zhou Jiaming nodded after hearing this, "Okay, then help us carry the bucket back."
"Well!" Yang Chunyan pointed at a few people, "Wash the mud off your legs, hands, and faces."
Zhou Jiaming picked up the small wooden barrel and handed it to her, "You go back first, we will go pick the herb seeds now."
Yang Chunyan took the small wooden bucket he handed over and said, "Pick the ones that are ripe, and leave the unripe ones alone."
Zhou Jiaming nodded, "Don't worry, the ancestor will lead us to pick them!"
Yang Chunyan walked back holding Xiao Jiuer. Across the ditch was Zhou Yiding's medicinal field. Uncle Daqing had tidied the field very well and had pulled out all the weeds.
On my side, most of the yellow gardenias dug from the mountains are alive. The cockscomb vines planted at the foot of the fence have climbed all over the fence, and the vines are full of purple flowers. The rose hips, yellow holly, codonopsis pilosula and other herbs are also growing well.
She thought that after harvesting this batch of seeds, she would have to find time to dig up Viola yedoensis, Rhizoma Coptidis, and Plantain, dry them, and send some to Ning An to sell.
After going down the mountain and entering the yard, Zhao Huifang saw the wooden bucket in her hand and asked, "Did Jiaming and the others go to catch crabs again?"
Yang Chunyan put down the small wooden barrel with a smile, "I'm already picking herb seeds now."
Zhao Huifang shook her head. "He doesn't study hard, and he doesn't work hard. He just wants to play and eat delicious food all day long!"
Jiang Yu smiled and said, "There are a lot of rapeseed this year. If they like it, fry some for them! When we were kids, we wanted to eat it but couldn't!"
Zhou's mother smiled and nodded, "That's true. The distribution of households is much better than the previous collective. If you work hard, you can still fill your stomach."
Wu Qiufang and the others also said: "Yes! If the old farmers don't work harder, they will only go hungry!"
Yang Chunyan said: "We are too busy to handle it, but luckily we have grandpa and mom to help. Grandpa and mom also have to help with the medicinal fields on the mountain, and mom also has to help take care of Xiao Jiuer. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do anything while holding the child..."
Zhao Huifang also nodded. "At night, it's grandpa and the old man who take turns to look after the oven. Without them, we can't even sleep well."
Zhou's mother was very satisfied after hearing this. "You are so busy every day. If we don't help you, who will?"
Wu Caixiang and the others looked at Zhou's mother with envy, "Your family is still the best. Not only is your son good, but your wife is also good. We would be happy if we could have half of your blessings."
Jiang Yu: "Now everyone in the village would say that your family is great. Your good days are still to come!"
Zhou's mother felt happier than drinking honey. "It's not as good as you say. We are all the same..."
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At around three o'clock in the afternoon, the villagers who came to pick mushrooms entered the village one after another. When they arrived at Yang Chunyan's house, they were whispering that Xiong Laoya had only collected the goods for two days and did not stop at the drying dam to collect the goods.
Some pointed at the Zhou family's sellers and said, "Do you think it's so easy to collect goods? You have to pay so much money every day, and you don't have the capital, but you still want to learn how to collect goods from Zhou Laoyao?"
"That's right. He shouted so loudly, but it died down after just one day."
Everyone was thankful that they didn't listen to the youngest bear's nonsense, otherwise they would be too embarrassed to enter the house today.
Li Wu and Xu Hongbing also brought a large cart full of red mushrooms. The bamboo baskets stacked on the cart were taller than a person and were tied up with hemp ropes for fear that they would fall off while driving the cart.
Today is the day with the biggest harvest since entering the mountains to collect red mushrooms. Li Wu and his companions were very happy when they thought about today's gains, and their faces were filled with joyful smiles.
"Youngest, the harvest after the rain is just amazing. Not only are there a lot of big red mushrooms, but we also harvested more than 20 kilograms of morels and a few kilograms of golden cicada flowers."
The villagers who were selling goods said enviously, "Wow! You guys are so lucky today!"
Xu Hongbing said happily: "It's good, but I'm also very tired!"
A villager nearby said: "If I can make money from selling things every day, I'd be happy even if I die of exhaustion!"
Xu Hongbing: "I won't do it if I'm exhausted. I make money to live a good life. It doesn't matter how much money I make even if I die of exhaustion. What's the point of working so hard to earn money?"
"That's right, the purpose of making money is to enjoy life! It's so tiring. The money, house, wife and children have all become someone else's."
"That means using your money, sleeping with your wife in your bed, and beating your baby!"
“Hahaha, that’s a great summary!”
An old lady said, "I don't know what they are talking about. They don't even notice that there are young girls and children selling mushrooms."
"That's right, be civilized. Don't let people say that we are the people of Shankakali and we are not serious every day."
"Tsk~ We are the most serious ones. Look at those bosses. They say serious things but they do the most dishonest things."
"It's like the old guy in the movie, his hair and beard are all white, but he still wants to be 18 years old..."
"Alright!" the old man said to the loudest middle-aged man at the back, "Stop bragging and come up to the scale quickly, or you won't be able to finish weighing until dark."
"Here they come!" The middle-aged man hurriedly brought the basket over, and Zhao Huifang and others rushed forward to sort it.
It started at four o'clock and lasted until half past five. Brother Xu Laosan and Zhou Huaiqing entered the yard one after another.
Zhou Huaian looked up at the tractor bed and found that the bamboo baskets were piled particularly high today, so he buried his head in counting the accounts.
Zhou Huairong in the backyard also found that the red mushrooms delivered by Xu Laosan today were similar to the previous ones. He did not ask much, and just like the previous times, asked them to leave the tractor and cart behind while they sorted and weighed them.
Father Zhou stuffed the baking tray into the oven with sweat all over his forehead. "Boss, have you noticed that there are so many mushrooms today? It should be the peak season for mushrooms, right?"
Zhang Xiuxiang said, "Old man, these few days are not the peak season yet. If there are two more sun showers, the mushrooms in the forest will grow faster."
She suddenly remembered the spring grass and morels that she and Chunyan picked last year. She decided to ask Jiaming and others to go to Baicaoping to help tomorrow. They had to go into the mountains, as those were good things.
Jiang Yuhe agreed: "Xiuxiang is right, it's not the peak yet."
Zhao Huifang looked at the bamboo baskets that were continuously sent in from the outer courtyard and said, "I have to work overtime again tonight. Aunt Jiang, you two can eat together here tonight."
Jiang Yu and the others responded readily: "Sure, let's have a delicious meal at your house." They all liked eating at Zhou's house. Not only were the dishes good, but they also tasted great.
Unlike them, I am reluctant to add seasoning or oil. (End of this chapter)
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