After returning home, Shen Zhihuan originally planned to take another nap, but he tossed and turned in bed for a long time, but instead of falling asleep, he broke into a sweat.

Shen Zhihuan, who was sweating all over, had no desire to take a nap. He followed the original owner's memory and found the mung beans that Li Qiuhua had placed in the long cabinet.

After picking out the shriveled and rotten ones, Shen Zhihuan poured some hot water from the basin under the grape trellis into them, preparing to soak them for a while before cooking them.

Since he had nothing to do anyway, Shen Zhihuan took out the hard quilts from his home and hung them on the rope in the yard to dry.

Because it is so old, the cotton wool has turned yellow, and there is no trace of the pure white color that should belong to cotton.

Looking at the cotton wool that had no trace of softness, Shen Zhihuan decided to discuss it with Comrade Li Qiuhua in the evening.

Otherwise, how could these beds, which were so hard that they could kill people, keep you warm in winter? The beginning of autumn had already passed for several days.

It's time to start preparing autumn clothes.

And a cotton jacket...

We also have to start preparing.

My God, how long will it take Comrade Li Qiuhua to sew all these things by himself? Shen Zhihuan patted his swollen forehead.

It seems that I still need to find an opportunity to go into the city again.

Find a tailor shop and get it done in one step.

This will save Comrade Li Qiuhua from having to work late into the night after a tiring day.

Shen Zhihuan boiled the mung bean soup in the pot, then took out the cans that Li Qiuhua had stored in the corner of the room, washed them, and hung them in the sun.

While the mung bean soup was cooking, Shen Zhihuan steamed two eggs for himself for lunch.

After lunch, Shen Zhihuan poured the mung bean soup chilled with well water into a can, screwed it tightly, put it in Xiao Weidong's basket for digging wild vegetables, and went out.

The autumn harvest of the entire Panshi Village is nearing its end, and the only land left in the Tenth Production Team is the piece of land near the East Mountain. It is estimated that it will only take a day or two to finish.

All that remains is to plant the rapeseed seedlings and sow the wheat.

When Shen Zhihuan arrived at the edge of the mountain, everyone had just finished their work and were resting by the woods at the foot of the mountain.

"Third sister!" Little Weidong, who was picking rice ears in the fields on the hillside, saw Shen Zhihuan, put down his basket and went to greet her excitedly.

"Third sister! Have you had lunch?" Little Weidong tilted his little face up, which was red from the sun.

"Eat it. Have you forgotten what your third sister told you?" Shen Zhihuan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat off Xiao Weidong's forehead.

"I didn't forget. In the afternoon, I picked them up in the shade on the side of the mountain. I didn't go out into the sun." Xiao Weidong glanced at the people sitting in the woods to rest and said in a low voice.

"That's good!" Shen Zhihuan lightly tapped Xiao Weidong's nose.

With the temperature at around 36 or 37 degrees, you'll sweat just sitting indoors, let alone under the sun.

"Zhihuan, it's so sunny outside, why did you come out?" Li Qiuhua, who was resting in the woods, heard Xiao Weidong calling "third sister" and hurried out.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual on Shen Zhihuan's face, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"I couldn't fall asleep after I woke up in the morning, so I got up and cooked some mung bean soup." Shen Zhihuan took out a can from the basket and stuffed one into each of Li Qiuhua and Xiao Weidong's hands.

"It tastes good!" Little Weidong unscrewed the bottle cap and took a big sip. The mung bean soup flowed down the corners of his mouth before he could swallow it in time.

"If it tastes good, drink more. We have a big bowl of it at home!" Shen Zhihuan used a handkerchief to wipe away the mung bean soup dripping from the corners of Xiao Weidong's mouth.

"I think you want to go up the mountain!" Li Qiuhua unscrewed the lid and took a sip, then glanced at the sickle in the basket and said unhappily.

"Girl Zhihuan, are you going up the mountain to pick wild vegetables?"

The middle-aged woman looked at Shen Zhihuan, and said, "Girls really change a lot when they grow up. I haven't seen you for a while, and you have become more and more beautiful."

The original owner had a layer of human skin covering his skull. Because he was sick every other day, he drank more medicine than porridge. Over time, the layer of human skin looked like it had been soaked in black potion.

The whole person looked as pale as someone who was about to die.

In addition, the original owner was a thoughtful and dull person. He never told his family about anything that happened and kept it to himself. As time went by, his health naturally became worse and worse.

After such a period of careful care, Shen Zhihuan's face and body have gained some flesh, his cheeks are no longer sunken, and his complexion has naturally improved as well.

The little face, which is as big as a palm, is white and tender, like a peeled egg.

"Well! While the weather is good, I want to dig some wild vegetables and dry them in the sun." Shen Zhihuan nodded with a smile.

"Don't go in, just dig some on the side of the mountain. In a few days, when the rapeseed seedlings are planted and the busy farming season is over, I will take Dongzi to dig some and bring it back to dry." Li Qiuhua couldn't help but remind him.

"Mom, I understand." Shen Zhihuan nodded slightly and walked towards the path up the mountain.

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"It's only been a few days since I last saw her. How come the third girl from the Shen family has changed so much? She looks like a fairy."

"Yes! I haven't seen him since the busy farming season. How come he has changed so much that I can hardly recognize him?"

"Yes, this is also in the production team. If it were outside, I really wouldn't recognize it."

"No wonder Boss Zhu from Xilin Village was so generous, giving away eggs, rice, and meat."

Widow Chen curled her lips and said, "What's the point of being pretty? It's still short..."

"It's time to work! What are you still sitting there for? Are you waiting until dark? If you can't finish the work today, your work points will be cut in half." Before Widow Chen could finish her muttering, Wang Tiezhu's roar rang out.

Since it was about work points, no one dared to be lazy anymore and everyone got up quickly and started working in the fields.

Shen Zhihuan had only been to Xihou Mountain, which was closest to her home. In order not to get lost, Shen Zhihuan observed the surrounding environment as she walked.

Perhaps there were many people coming to this mountain. Shen Zhihuan walked for more than half an hour but didn't see anything valuable, but there were a lot of wild vegetables.

Shen Zhihuan, who had not originally planned to go into the mountains to look for treasure, quickly filled his basket and walked down the mountain without looking back.

After walking for a few minutes, Shen Zhihuan saw a pheasant with a long tail fluttering out from the valley.

Shen Zhihuan swallowed hard and immediately put down the basket in his hand, ready to go up and fight with him.

Before she could make a move, she heard the roar of an animal in the distance.

The birds in the woods seemed to be frightened and flew around with flapping wings.

Shen Zhihuan couldn't tell what kind of animal made the sound, but her sixth sense told her that she would never be able to defeat it with her small body.

Since I can't do it, I can only run away.

Shen Zhihuan picked up the basket and ran down the mountain.

Not long after he ran, Shen Zhihuan heard a roar getting closer and closer behind him.

She subconsciously looked back and was immediately frightened to death.

(End of this chapter)