"Today, when my sixth sister and I went to deliver water to my uncle, someone asked us a lot of questions on the way." Yuanbao repeated what Zhao Rongsheng said.
Feng Guizhi frowned as she listened. The man's claim of being her savior reminded her of the man she had saved from the cowshed after Baoya's dream a few days ago. If she was looking for them, then she wasn't a bad person.
Guessing that it must be them, Feng Guizhi felt a little relieved.
Yuanbao was still talking about the rest of the story. When Feng Guizhi heard him say that Song Jianshe's name was Song Tiedan, she couldn't help laughing. As she laughed, she remembered something else.
"When you mention this, it really reminds me that your father almost had a nickname when he was a child." As she spoke, the smile on Feng Guizhi's face grew even bigger.
Because Song Jianshe was born prematurely, he was thin, small and weak when he was born. The people in the team said that a nickname would make it easier to raise a baby, so they asked her to give him a nickname.
She was also worried about raising him and was planning to have a son, but Song Jianshe's health improved and she forgot about it. Now she remembered it after hearing Yuanbao talk about it.
"What? What's my father's nickname? Grandma, tell me quickly, tell me quickly." Yuanbao's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he pestered Feng Guizhi to ask.
Feng Guizhi couldn't stop smiling and whispered something in Yuanbao's ear.
To be honest, even Song Jianshe himself didn't know about this.
Yuanbao started laughing as soon as he heard his father's nickname, and almost rolled on the ground holding his stomach.
Feng Guizhi couldn't help laughing, but then she thought of what Yuanbao had just said. Although she felt that it was probably Jiang Qiuli and the others, and not bad people, she was also happy that Yuanbao was vigilant.
"Yuanbao, you didn't tell anyone anything today. It's a good thing you're still vigilant. I'll make you a stewed egg as a reward."
When Yuanbao heard this, he started to giggle with joy, and his eyes were so dizzy that they couldn't be seen.
Feng Guizhi was also amused, but she still had work to do in the kitchen, so she turned around and went back.
In the evening, after the family had a delicious dinner, those who had been busy all day washed up and went to bed early.
Two days later, when everyone was asleep late at night, there was a knock on Old Song's door again.
Feng Guizhi guessed it might be Song Jianshe
But thinking of what Yuanbao said before, he wondered if Jiang Qiuli and the others had come.
After she went out with her clothes on, she asked first, "Who is it?"
"Mom, it's me." Song Jianshe's voice was heard outside. The voice was a little distorted through the door. Feng Guizhi felt something was wrong.
She opened the door with a frown and stared at Song Jianshe. Although Song Jianshe's expression was not obvious, Feng Guizhi knew her son well enough to see that something was wrong with his expression.
"What happened?" Feng Guizhi asked him with a restrained expression.
Song Jianshe walked straight into the door, turned around and closed it, then pulled Feng Guizhi into the house.
A kerosene lamp was lit in the room, and Feng Guizhi sat by the bed with a serious expression.
She knew Song Jianshe. After all, he had been doing business outside for a few years and was quite courageous. Anything that could make him change his face must be no small matter.
Song Jianshe's heart was still pounding, and he hadn't recovered yet. He looked at Feng Guizhi, his voice trembling slightly.
"Mom, I sold that matsutake mushroom for a total of eleven dollars."
It's not just eleven yuan, there are also a few grain and oil coupons. Moreover, this matsutake mushroom is not a pound or several pounds, but only two, and two can be sold for eleven yuan!
This price is definitely sky-high!
Let's not talk about anything else, just say that he and his third brother Song Jianye were busy making reed mats. Song Jianye worked non-stop every day, and they only made a few yuan in half a month. But these two matsutake mushrooms were sold for eleven yuan!
Feng Guizhi was also surprised to hear this. She never thought that the matsutake mushroom was so valuable.
"Is this thing you're selling safe? Don't sell it to someone who doesn't know the price." Feng Guizhi was still a little worried. The price was too high, so high that it made her nervous.
"Mom, I asked people as soon as I got to the city, and that's how high the price is. Matsutake mushrooms grow wild, so they're hard to keep alive and hard to find. So there are more buyers than sellers in the market, and the price is too high to sell."
Feng Guizhi felt relieved after hearing what he said, and then she became happy. The money from selling the statue was definitely enough to cover the tuition for the children. Moreover, if there was a chance to have Song Jianye's leg treated, she wouldn't have to worry about the money.
The most important thing is that there are not only these two matsutake mushrooms, there may be more on the mountain.
Song Jianshe also thought of this, so today he
After selling the matsutake mushrooms, he rushed back overnight. If he could find more matsutake mushrooms, then maybe...
When he thought of this possibility, Song Jianshe's heart began to pound.
The Song family has been poor for too long.
"I plan to go to the back mountain after I get up tomorrow morning to see if I can find some more." Song Jianshe expressed his plan.
Feng Guizhi certainly didn't want her family to be so poor anymore. Now that there was such a good opportunity, she had no reason to stop Song Jianshe. But she still reminded him:
"Be careful when you go up the mountain, especially deep in the mountains."
The high price of matsutake mushrooms reflects how hard they are to find. They can't be everywhere, so they can't be easily found. Many people go to the mountains, and if they were still there, they would have been dug up long ago. So, if Song Jianshe wanted to find them, he would have to go deep into the mountains. It was a bit dangerous, and Feng Guizhi was a little worried.
But Song Jianshe also knew her limits, so she didn't say too much.
"Okay, I know, Mom."
After Song Jianshe finished speaking, his heartbeat eased a little. He took out the money he had earned these days and gave it to Feng Guizhi.
"The money I used has already been saved. The matsutake mushrooms this time were obtained by Baoya girl. If you want to give it away, give it to Third Brother and the others."
When Feng Guizhi heard that Matsutake was also related to Baoya, she immediately understood and nodded.
"Let's put this bag here for now. You can pick out what needs to be put away." After saying that, Song Jianshe went out. He had been on edge all day and had come back from the county town a long way, so he was exhausted.
Feng Guizhi simply packed up the things Song Jianshe bought in the cloth bag, blew out the kerosene lamp and went to bed.
However, thinking about what Song Jianshe had just said, Feng Guizhi took a long time to fall asleep. She thought that since Baoya came to the Song family, life has been slowly getting better.
Baoya girl is a blessed girl~.
......
Although she went to bed late yesterday, Feng Guizhi still got up early when the time came.
Song Jianshe bought a lot of things when he came back this time, including rice, flour, oil, and some snacks that his children liked.
However, he came back in a hurry, so he didn't have time to buy things like pork. He just exchanged some peas and lotus seeds on the black market, which he didn't usually eat.
However, when Feng Guizhi turned the contents over, she saw a large green melon, big and round.
Yes, it weighs about five or six kilograms.
Feng Guizhi carefully carried the baby out and patted it gently. A "dong dong" sound was heard, which was particularly crisp.
Hearing the sound, Feng Guizhi knew the melon was cooked. She took out a bucket of water and put the melon in to cool it.
She didn't blame Song Jianshe for spending money recklessly. Every time he bought something, it was exactly what she wanted. It was either essential items like rice, flour, and oil, or something the children liked. This time, the watermelon was even more of a favorite.
In this weather of over 30 degrees, the little ones would jump for joy just to eat a piece of watermelon. Feng Guizhi could imagine it and couldn't help but smile.
She turned and went into the kitchen, intending to make a good breakfast.
Song Jianshe has given a lot of money in the past two months. After deducting the tuition fees of several small children, there is still a lot left. Moreover, every time he comes back, he brings some rice and flour. Last time, more than half of what he brought was left. This time, there is a lot more.
So, Feng Guizhi didn't feel bad at all today. She used white flour to make a few vegetable buns and also started making dumplings.
The filling is made of leeks and eggs, and the little ones all love it.
After Yang Yulan got up and swept the yard, she washed her hands and went into the kitchen. She was surprised to see Feng Guizhi making dumplings with white flour.
"Mom, why are you suddenly making dumplings today?"
Feng Guizhi worked non-stop and said with a smile, "There's a happy event. Come and help, the little ones should be getting up soon."
"Hey." Yang Yulan smiled when she heard that there was good news. She didn't ask any more questions and helped to wrap it up.
Both of them worked efficiently, and soon the chopping board was filled with plump white dumplings.
"Third daughter-in-law, you light the small pot first, I will make these myself."
"Okay." Yang Yulan wiped her hands, sat in front of the pot door, lit the fire from the big pot, put it under the small pot, and added a handful of firewood. The fire started to burn.
Feng Guizhi watched the pot heat up, pinched the dumplings in her hand, then turned behind the stove, wiped it with an oilcloth, and started frying the dumplings.
Some of the dumplings were fried in a pan, and some were steamed in a large pot.
When breakfast was served, the children all widened their eyes in surprise and exclaimed:
"Wow!"
"Steamed buns and dumplings!"
"It smells so good! There are also fried dumplings. I love fried dumplings~!"
Bao Ya
He sniffed the air, his eyes sparkling: "Smells good!"
Now not only the children were surprised, but also the adults at the table were surprised.
"Mom, what day is this?" Chen Xiuxiu said blankly as she looked at the buns and dumplings made of white flour, as well as the fried dumplings.
"These are all made of white flour, they look so soft~..."
Feng Guizhi was about to speak when Song Jianshe came in, wiping his hands: "I smelled the fragrance as soon as I walked in. Luckily I didn't come back too late and caught it."
Chen Xiuxiu turned around and saw Song Jianshe, and immediately understood. She smiled and said, "Jianshe is back."
"Sister-in-law."
Yuanbao was stunned when he saw his father walk in. He didn't expect him to come back so soon this time.
"Dad, when did you come back?"
Although Song Jianshe came home late yesterday, he was still thinking about the matsutake mushrooms, so he got up at first light and went for a walk in the back mountain. So Yuanbao didn't see him when he woke up, and didn't know he had come back.
"Dad came back last night."
Song Jianshe sat at the table, and the whole family gathered and started eating.
The buns are relatively large, with thin skin and lots of fillings. The younger kids each took one. The buns made of white flour are particularly soft and sink a little when you pinch them.
The white and soft bun was bigger than Baoya's little hand. She held it carefully. Although it was a little hot, she did not let go. She carefully changed hands to hold it and then took a small bite.
The aroma of white flour and the delicious taste of leeks and eggs, the two flavors superimposed together, there is only one word to describe it: delicious.
Baoya was still young, and her delicate throat would ache if she ate too much of the black flour buns she had eaten before. But now, she was reluctant to swallow the snow-white, fragrant and soft buns.
Baoya ate the bun in small bites, while Yuanbao finished it in three or five bites, muttering that it was delicious with an unsatisfied look, and then reached out to pick up another dumpling to taste.
This dumpling is steamed and tastes a little drier. Although the filling is the same, the texture is different from that of buns.
The steamed buns are delicious, and the steamed dumplings are also delicious.
Finally, I tried the fried dumplings. They had a nice oily aroma and a different flavor. Since I rarely eat fried food, they tasted even better now.
Baoya thought every one of them was delicious. She ate them slowly, tasting
The taste is very satisfying.
After a comfortable breakfast, the adults went back to work. Song Jianshe saw Baoya in the yard, picked her up, and couldn't help but smile and praise:
"Girl, you are really our family's lucky star~"
Baoya didn't know what these words meant, but she knew it was a compliment. Plus, she was held up so high by Song Jianshe that she giggled.
The children nearby heard this and all agreed: "Yes, little sister Xiaobao is our family's lucky star!"
"Sister Xiaobao is... a lucky star!"
"Yes, lucky star." Song Jianshe said with a smile.
After flying twice more, he put Baoya on the ground. After pinching her fair and tender little face, Song Jianshe went to the west room to find Song Jianye.
"Third brother, I've sold all those reed mats. Your weaving is really good, and it's easy to sell. People all praise your weaving. This time, the total is..."
After Song Jianshe finished talking about the reed mats, he also told Song Jianye about the matsutake mushrooms.
Song Jianye was also surprised, "Is that matsutake mushroom so valuable?"
"Yeah, so I came back this time to see if I could find some more. But, it might be hard to find. Oh, and here's the money Mom gave you. After all, it was Baoya who got the matsutake."
Hearing that it was from Baoya, Song Jianye did not refuse. He reached out and took the money, intending to keep it for her for the time being.
After talking for a while, Song Jianshe went out, packed up his things, and went back to the back mountain. However, after searching for three days, he didn't find a single matsutake mushroom.
He even went to the deep mountains to look for matsutake mushrooms, but he still couldn't find them, not even a shadow of them.
Song Jianshe frowned, having not expected such a result. Before returning, he had specifically asked some questions about matsutake mushrooms, figuring they might be difficult to find, but with luck, he might find one or two. But in the end, he didn't even see a single matsutake.
On the fourth day, Song Jianshe thought for a moment and asked Baoya and the others, "Who was the person who gave you the matsutake mushrooms? Do you know where to find him?"
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