After giving his instructions, Su Nanxi left.
She found Manager Luo at the pharmacy, took out some medicinal herbs, and asked him if he would buy them.
When Manager Luo saw her arrive, he assumed she had some good stuff to offer and greeted her with great enthusiasm. However, when he saw what she brought out, he was suddenly a little disappointed; it wasn't any particularly precious medicinal herb.
But then I thought about it again, and it made sense. If she could get her hands on rare medicinal herbs every time, that would be incredible! She'd practically be growing them herself!
Su Nanxi knew that Manager Luo was a little disappointed. Seeing that he didn't immediately show his displeasure, she took out a few more items and then looked at him to ask the price.
Shopkeeper Luo had already accepted it; if there were no good things, there were none. He figured there would be next time, so he couldn't change his mind too quickly and just deal with it for now. But then he unexpectedly saw something good, and he almost fell to the ground because he lost his balance.
But he couldn't care less about his embarrassment. After regaining his balance, he opened his eyes wide, carefully picked it up and examined it again and again, finally asking, "Are you sure you want to sell this?"
Well?
If she's not selling it, why is she bringing it here?
Surely it's not just for him to see, is it?
Shopkeeper Luo's wide grin, reaching all the way to his ears, showed that he was in a very good mood and very satisfied.
Indeed, Manager Luo was overjoyed and immediately asked Su Nanxi to bring out all the medicinal herbs, which he would accept!
Su Nanxi did as instructed, the price was reasonable, and she took the money and left.
As usual, she bought a lot of things to take home. When she saw the candied hawthorns, she thought of her five children at home and felt a wave of tenderness in her heart. She bought six skewers at once.
And look, there's also a big kid.
The people riding in the oxcart were incredibly envious of Su Nanxi, who was carrying, hugging, and lifting everything on her back.
How much trust does the Mo family place in this mute woman? Aren't they afraid she'll run away? They even give her so much money to buy things!
Look at these things, they're worth a lot of money!
Wow! I really admire the Mo family; they're so trusting!
The young wife was filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment; why couldn't they be so lucky!
When they ask for money, without fail, no matter the reason, they are first scolded before being given a little, and it's never enough!
Compared to this, the wives of the oxcarts felt a pang of envy. They were all daughters-in-law, so why was their treatment so different?
Su Nanxi sat quietly as soon as she got on the oxcart. She knew that some people must be upset, but that was something she couldn't solve, so she just did nothing.
Back at the Mo family home, the children rushed out and excitedly surrounded Su Nanxi.
When Grandma Mo heard this, she knew that her third daughter-in-law had returned. Without even looking, she knew that she must have bought something delicious again. Look how happy these children are, shouting and yelling.
The others also learned that Su Nanxi had returned. Seeing the children surrounding Su Nanxi, they smiled and went back to their work.
The children received the candied hawthorns and ran off happily, wanting to share them with their grandparents.
The Mo couple laughed so hard their eyes almost disappeared. Grandma Mo said happily, "Alright, alright, baby teeth aren't good, so we can't eat too much. Just try a small one, and you can eat the rest with your parents!"
In the end, the two elders only ate one small piece.
Mo Qinghe held the candied hawthorn his wife had given him, his heart filled with sweet joy. His wife had bought it especially for him! It was overflowing with his wife's sweet love!
He suddenly couldn't bear to eat it, because if he ate it, there would be no evidence left!
Su Nanxi looked up at the sky speechlessly. Did they still want to save it for the New Year?
If you eat it and then buy it again, and keep buying it, isn't that a continuous source of evidence?
Mo Qinghe's eyes lit up. "Oh, right!"
Eat it! It's sure to be sweet and delicious!
Su Nanxi looked at his pitiful appearance and felt both amused and sorry for him.
Mo Qinghe took a bite, his mouth bulging, and put the candied hawthorn in his hand to Su Nanxi's mouth, raising his chin slightly.
Seeing this, Su Nanxi took a bite. How could she resist meat that was practically in her mouth! Ah, no, it was the candied hawthorn that was practically in her mouth!
Yes, it is indeed very sweet!
Su Nanxi smiled, her eyes crinkling and her lips puffing out. Mo Qinghe found it inexplicably cute, like a squirrel!
If Su Nanxi knew what he was thinking, she would definitely say that only he would think she was cute when she was so ugly!
In the afternoon, I went to plant corn seedlings and sweet potato vines.
Anyway, whenever the Mo family had free time, they would cultivate wasteland and plant whatever they could find. If the mute mother said something was good, then they would plant that.
When the village chief found out, he went to ask, "What are you growing? Why are you growing so much? Is it edible?"
While working, Old Mo replied, "It's edible! It's good stuff, you wouldn't understand even if I told you. You should grow some too, otherwise you'll get greedy when you see us eating it!"
The village chief laughed and scolded, "Do you think I'd ask for food like a child? But seeing how much you've planted, it must be good stuff. Save some for me, and I'll tell my wife to plant some too."
Okay! I'll save some for you!
The village chief took the seedlings and looked at them. "These seedlings look really nice! Why are you only telling me now, old man! No wonder you've cleared so much land and planted so much! I'll get my sons to clear some land too, and plant some with you!"
Old Mo laughed and replied, "Alright, come on, I'll keep you company! Let's cultivate as much as we can while there's no announcement saying we can't cultivate."
The village chief laughed and scolded, "You old man, you're like an eel, always finding a loophole! But you're not wrong, the government hasn't restricted land reclamation, they even support it! Our mountain village is really too poor, the more land we reclaim, the more food we can eat!"
Su Nanxi, who was listening nearby, finally understood why they didn't stop them from cultivating the land.
In this remote border region, the population is sparse and the people are extremely poor. They depend on the weather for their livelihood, but the harvests are consistently poor, and the people live a life of hardship.
Only when the people are at peace can development take place. The government can only relax the conditions and vigorously support the planting industry, but it is not allowed to cultivate land at will. Forests and trees cannot be cut down at will; only wasteland can be cultivated.
Village Chief Liu wasn't just talking; he immediately went back and called people to plant the corn seedlings, and then started cultivating the land next to the Mo family's.
With the village chief's involvement, more people joined in, planting corn seedlings and sweet potato vines as well.
They figured the village chief wouldn't cheat them; if they didn't know how to do it, they'd just follow along.
Fortunately, the land is no longer waterlogged, but it's not dry underground either, making it ideal for growing things.
Water is pumped up from the river, and they don't have to exert much effort to water the crops. These crops don't require much care either; once they have taken root, they don't need any extra attention.
From a distance, it's a lush, green expanse, a very pleasing sight.
Mo Yunmei suddenly felt very proud, because she had also participated in the work!
Being forced to work was indeed tiring. Old Mrs. Mo didn't hold back at all; if you didn't work, you'd get chased and beaten, though it wasn't a real beating.
Mo Yunmei was in a good mood. On the way back, she followed behind the group and even hummed a song she had learned from who-knows-where. Tsk, it didn't sound good!
She became engrossed in her own singing and gradually fell behind the group.
"Yunmei, please help me one more time? You're my only best friend."
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