"Xiao Wan, go get the cloth and I'll teach you how to do it." Tian Xiaocao looked up and spoke with a smile, her whole body filled with endless tenderness.
Wen Guan hesitated for a second and said, "Sister-in-law, I can't do it. It's a waste of your time if you teach me." The original body followed Tian Xiaocao to learn for a few days this month, and his thumb was poked and hurt every day.
Seeing that Tian Xiaocao was going to continue to persuade him, Wen Wan suddenly had an idea and said, "Sister-in-law, I'll go to the foot of the mountain to see if there are any wild vegetables."
Before he could finish his words, the man had already rushed out of the yard, carrying the backpack, as if someone was chasing him.
After running for a while, Wen Wan met Aunt Qiao from the village.
"Xiao Wan, you went in the wrong direction when you went down to the field." Aunt Qiao kindly pointed in the direction behind Wen Wan.
Wen Wan stopped and said with a smile, "Aunt Qiao, I'm going to the foot of the mountain to find some wild vegetables to change the flavor of the house."
"Then you'd better go quickly. If you go too late, all the good wild vegetables will be dug up." Aunt Qiao reminded him. In fact, she wanted to say that if you go now, the only vegetables you can find are the old Bang vegetables that others don't want.
But thinking about how Wen Wan had suffered a great deal and had finally gotten out, it would be nice for her to go to the foot of the mountain and relax.
Wen Wan nodded, waved goodbye to Aunt Qiao, and walked forward with big strides.
The wild vegetables she transplanted into her space yesterday afternoon are growing very well. If she doesn't find any good ones later, she will just pick some from her space.
To be honest, the air in the 1970s was really good, with a fresh smell all over my nose.
Before reaching the foot of the mountain, Wen Guan saw from afar a group of children of all ages, carrying backpacks or holding bamboo baskets, and digging vegetables with their buttocks sticking out.
"Sister Xiaowan..." A girl with a ponytail and a bunch of wild vegetables in her right hand waved happily at Wen Wan.
Wen Wan thought for a moment and found the correct name from his memory, "Tiantian, what did you dig today?"
The little girl in front of me is the second granddaughter of Mr. Tiger. She is over six years old this year. Next to her is her cousin Wen Mi.
"We dug up some purslane and shepherd's purse today and took them back to make wild vegetable dumplings." Wen Tian proudly raised the bamboo basket in her hand. She was the first one to discover this patch of fresh wild vegetables today.
Wen Wan smiled sweetly and raised her thumbs up, "Tiantian, that's amazing."
"Sister Xiaowan, come and dig quickly, we have a lot here." Wen Tian reached out and pulled Wen Wan over, drawing a range in the air, and this area all belonged to her.
Wen Guan touched her nose a little uncomfortably. She had been thinking of sneaking up the mountain from the other side.
In line with the principle of not wasting, Wen Guan squatted down and skillfully followed the two sisters Wen Tian to dig wild vegetables.
Time ticked by, and Wen Wan stopped only when he felt his legs going numb.
Looking up at the sky, she thought helplessly that she still needed a watch, as she couldn't just look at the sky to check the time.
"Sister Xiaowan, our baskets are full. Can we use your backpack?" Wen Tian rubbed her hands with a smile.
"Okay, let them in, and I'll send them back to you later." Wen Guan agreed subconsciously. These children are the flowers of the motherland and they must be taken good care of.
In later times, little girls of six or seven years old were still playing with Barbie dolls. Parents would not only not let their children go into the mountains, but they would even have to pick them up and drop them off at school every day.
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