Outside, the voice of Aunt Hu could be heard.
"Hey, here I am."
Madam Lu walked quickly to the door and opened it.
Jiang Wanwan rolled her eyes, pondering to herself.
Since we're just killing time anyway, why not go up the mountain for a stroll?
If you're lucky, you might dig up a ginseng or find a lingzhi mushroom, and then the money will come your way.
So, Jiang Wanwan greeted Jiang Jialin and followed Madam Lu out of the house.
"Mother, I want to go up the mountain too."
Mrs. Lu was in a dilemma. Her daughter was delicate, and the mountain path was wet and slippery after the rain. She would be heartbroken if she hurt her daughter.
Seeing Lu Shi's hesitant expression, Jiang Wanwan quickly said, "Mother, I'm just idling at home anyway, so why don't I go up the mountain with you and Aunt? I'm also a member of the Jiang family, so I should share the labor at home."
“The mountain path is too slippery after the rain. You’re not used to walking on it, and I’m worried you’ll fall.”
Hu Shi waved her hand and said cheerfully, "Oh, sister-in-law, I thought it was something serious. It's nothing. Dajiang and Dahe are going up the mountain too. Just ask the two brothers to keep an eye on Wanwan. Besides, Wanwan used to live in the capital. She's never seen anything like what we mountain folk have. Today is a good day to take Wanwan out and broaden her horizons."
Jiang Jiang and Jiang He, carrying baskets on their backs, also came over. The two sturdy young men patted their chests and promised, "Yes, Auntie, don't worry, we will take good care of our little sister."
“But…” Lu’s expression softened slightly.
Jiang Wanwan used her trump card, gently shaking Lu Shi's arm with both hands, and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Mother, no buts! Wanwan also wants to see the world. Please grant Wanwan's request, okay?"
When her sweet and soft-spoken daughter acted coquettishly towards her, Madam Lu's heart warmed, and her heart softened instantly.
This is an experience I've never had before.
In the past, Wan'er would always demand things in a domineering and entitled manner, or use tricks to get them from her. She never spoke to her in a soft voice and acted coquettishly like Wanwan did.
"Alright, let's go then. But be careful, the mountain path is slippery," Madam Lu earnestly advised.
Jiang Wanwan didn't find Madam Lu nagging at all; on the contrary, she felt a maternal love from her that she had never experienced before. She smiled sweetly and said, "Mother, I remember."
The three women, Lu and Hu, each carried a basket on their backs and led Jiang Wanwan outside.
Last night, when she returned, it was already dark, and Jiang Wanwan only caught a glimpse of what Dashui Village looked like. Now, she can finally see what Dashui Village looks like clearly.
Dashui Village is located in a hilly area and is surrounded by green mountains, forming a natural barrier.
The village is of moderate size, with about a hundred households.
In the village, the Jiang family is the most common surname, with some other families also living there. The houses are scattered across the flat ground in a pleasingly irregular pattern, including thatched huts, mud-brick houses, and houses with blue brick tiles.
However, very few families could afford to live in brick and tile houses; only about two or three households did. Most people lived in mud-brick houses.
Passing through rows of neatly arranged houses, the group walked to the end of the village. To the east, they saw fertile fields, with a winding river flowing through them, adding a touch of dynamism and vitality to the land.
To the west lies a dense forest. Towering trees reach for the sky, their lush branches intertwining to form natural green canopies.
Because of the recent heavy rain, a layer of white mist rose from the mountainside. The mist was light and ethereal, like a veil dancing slowly, forming a picturesque ink painting.
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