Su Nanxi didn't want to listen to this person. If she wanted to teach, she should just teach; why all the fuss? What kind of attitude was this?
Mo Yunmei was completely oblivious to anything wrong. "You've taught so many people how to make money? Are you stupid? Why don't you teach one person first? Let that person get rich first, then open a small workshop and let others help them make money too."
Su Nanxi took a bite of guava, raised an eyebrow at Mo Qinghe, and said, "Look, you've had another brain fart!"
Mo Qinghe reached out and patted her head, saying softly, "The pit is too deep, there's no hope for it. Don't worry about it. If it angers you, just deal with it yourself!"
Su Nanxi smiled, pursing her lips. Those words were pleasing to the ear!
Seeing that the two were ignoring her, Mo Yunmei got angry. "Did you hear me? You should teach one person first, teach her everything you know, including how to make the soup, teach her everything! Hey! Did you hear me? Third Brother! What are you saying to her! She's mute and deaf!"
With a "smack," a deep red handprint appeared on Mo Yunmei's face, but no one could see who had struck her.
Mo Yunmei was stunned by the beating and didn't wake up for a long time. When she finally woke up, she started crying and making a scene.
Because the four hadn't returned yet, Old Mrs. Mo was worried and anxious, and a little irritable. Seeing Mo Yunmei making a scene like this, she got angry and yelled at her, "If you want to make a scene, go back to your room!"
Mo Yunmei felt very wronged after being yelled at by her mother. She covered her face and ran back into the house in a huff.
Grandma Mo sighed heavily, turned her head and saw the four people carrying baskets and pushing a cart back. She felt relieved and quickly went to greet them.
Mo Laoda, with his sharp eyes, noticed tears in his mother's eyes and knew she must be terribly worried, so he quickly comforted her.
"Mother, we're alright, all safe and sound, don't worry. We were late coming back this time, causing you worry and fear, it's our fault, we're sorry, Mother!"
Grandma Mo patted her eldest son on the shoulder, "What are you saying! It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"
After the four of them had put their things down and sat down, they explained why they were late.
After selling breakfast, the four men were heading back when a boat they had just docked capsized for some unknown reason. The boat happened to be a passenger boat with over a dozen people on board, including adults and children.
People on the dock rushed to help rescue the people, and the scene was chaotic.
The four of them stayed behind, wanting to see if there was anything they could do to help, but none of them could swim, so they could only retreat to the outer perimeter and let others go to rescue the people.
After watching for a long time, all the people were finally rescued. The four of them were relieved and decided to go back.
Unexpectedly, a girl who had been rescued asked them for food. She was soaking wet, with water dripping from her hair, and looked very pitiful.
The girl said they had come seeking refuge, and hadn't eaten for several days on the road. Her mother had fallen into the water, which had exhausted her strength, leaving her too weak to move. She begged them for some food.
The four men couldn't bear to see them suffer, so they gave them the leftover steamed buns from breakfast. Worried that they might choke due to thirst, they also gave them a bamboo tube of water.
The girl thanked them, took the buns and bamboo tube, and ran off.
Seeing that everything was basically settled and there was nothing more for them to do, the four of them hurried home.
Oh! I see!
Everyone was relieved and didn't blame them.
Grandma Mo immediately caught a chicken and slaughtered it, saying that everyone was back and she was happy, so she would eat chicken to celebrate.
The children cheered; they were going to have meat to eat! The chicken was big and delicious.
With the help of the Qin and Zhao families, dinner was served quickly.
"Mmm! This chicken is delicious! No wonder it grew up in the mountains!"
"Yes! Luckily, Mom kept two instead of selling them, they smell so good!"
"The family in town who tasted our chicken know how delicious it is, and they always complain that there isn't enough when they go!"
"Wealthy families don't lack money; they just want to eat well! They'll take as much as they want!"
...
The main room was filled with a joyful atmosphere and constant laughter.
Mo Yunmei stormed out, grabbed a bowl, scooped up rice and soup, and complained that it wasn't enough.
Mo Laoda said quietly, "There are too many people in the family, and there isn't enough food. If you don't want to eat, you can come out a little later and help wash the pots and dishes."
Mo Yunmei was feeling wronged, and no one was comforting her. Now, her older brother was saying this to her, and she got angry. "Why do I have to wash the dishes and pots? Why don't you guys do it?"
Mo Lao Er happened to be right next to her and glared at her. "We can finish cooking, and we can finish eating! If you think it's not enough, then don't eat! You just hide in your room all day long, and you think you're right not to help! If you want more food, then cook for yourself!"
Mo Yunmei quickly filled her bowl, picked it up, and left, afraid that her second brother would really turn the bowl upside down.
Su Nanxi couldn't understand how the Mo family could produce such an oddball. Everyone else seemed normal, kind-hearted, and able to distinguish right from wrong. How could they have produced such a brain-dead person?
Has a gene mutation occurred?
Or are there short, ugly bamboo shoots among the tall ones?
That's really hard to figure out!
After finishing their meal, Su Nanxi flipped the rice noodles over. Qin Shi and Zhao Shi leaned closer to look and exclaimed, "Wow! This looks amazing! It's so novel, it's sure to sell well!"
The two excitedly surrounded Su Nanxi, watching what she did and following her example.
Mo Yunmei's words reminded Mo Qinghe. During his lunch break, he asked his wife if she had ever thought about starting a small workshop in the future.
Su Nanxi nodded. Setting up a small workshop would be ideal, as it would be more standardized, easier to manage, and would ensure the quality and specifications of the rice noodles.
However, the Mo family's place is small, and it seems that there is no more land to build a house. They need to buy land. Considering the current situation, she thinks it would be better to build a new house for people to live in first, and the small workshop can be run by pooling the resources of the village.
If this is done well, the village's reputation will spread, and merchants will flock here for the profits.
Mo Qinghe thought it was feasible, so he pulled Su Nanxi's hand over and placed it on his chest, holding it as he slept.
In the afternoon, when the sun wasn't so hot, Su Nanxi took a bunch of kids out to water the vegetables as usual. The weather was too hot, and the ground was very dry; if they weren't watered, the vegetables would wilt completely.
There were many chili seedlings and sweet potato vines planted, which required a lot of water. The water source was a bit far away, and Su Nanxi was too lazy to carry water back and forth. She cut a few bamboo stalks, split them open, removed the nodes, and connected them along the field ridges according to the terrain, creating a simple water supply. She then dug a pit in the ground to store the water for easy scooping.
The children were so excited when they saw the water flowing into their field that they jumped and shouted, crouching down to look at the waterway made of bamboo.
When this person gets excited, he's full of energy, and the group of kids quickly soaked the entire ground, still feeling like they hadn't had enough.
Su Nanxi led them to the hillside to cut wild chives, intending to make chive pancakes. However, all the chives on the hillside had been cut, so they had to walk a little further into the mountains.
Walking to a place full of flowers and plants, Su Nanxi thought it would be a good place to lay eggs. If there were chives and eggs, it would be even better. Tomorrow, she could have chive omelets.
Before long, the child ran over and pulled Su Nanxi aside, looking her up and down nervously before whispering to her, "Third Aunt, there are several nests of eggs over there!"
Pack!
"What are you doing? Stealing my eggs!"
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