They dug up a lot of grain on the mountain, and everyone in the village was happy, except for those who didn't take potatoes seriously.
The atmosphere at the Nankai family's home was very somber.
Shu Zhizhen: "Honey, let's go up the mountain and search again. If we can find that girl, we can definitely find her too."
Nankai flicked his sleeve, knocking the blanket off the table to the floor. "Stupid woman!"
He didn't hold back in his insults, saying, "Do you think the mountains are your home, something you can just go to whenever you want?"
The mountains are dangerous; this is a saying passed down from the older generation. This time, it was only because there were many people and Song Hanyan was experienced that they were able to survive. Otherwise, with just a few of them, it would have been no different from sending them to their deaths.
This was the first time Shu Zhizhen had been verbally abused by her husband, with Zhao Hui standing right next to her. She immediately felt humiliated.
But they dared not refute it.
Nankai then thought of his second son.
"And then there's Wenqing. He became arrogant and ignorant after passing the imperial examination. Now he drinks, gambles, and does nothing all day. He's making me lose all face!"
Shu Zhizhen lowered her head and retorted softly, "Wenqing, Wenqing is still young."
“You’re still young!” Nankai pointed at her. “It’s all your fault. You’ve spoiled a good scholar so much that he’s become ignorant and useless.”
"Make him come back tomorrow. If he doesn't, then I'll pretend I'm not his father!"
Nan Wenxuan, standing to the side, knew that his father was truly angry. In the past, the couple would talk about their younger brother all the time, but now...
Nan Wenxuan felt that everything around him was becoming increasingly blurry, as if everything had changed.
When did it change?
It seems to have been after my younger sister got married.
Zhao Hui, standing nearby, said cautiously, "Dad, it was Mom and I who were wrong this time, but spring plowing has already started, and we'll have something to eat once we plant those potatoes."
Nankai sighed heavily.
"How about," Zhao Hui raised her eyes slightly, "we go ask Zhizhi for help?"
Seeing her father-in-law's expression soften, Zhao Hui continued, "We dug up quite a few branches that day, and besides, they don't have any land. We can just borrow them and pay them back later."
None of them spoke, clearly indicating their agreement with the method.
But who would want it?
Song Hanyan went out early in the morning. The weather was very nice today, and Nanzhi took out the medicinal herbs from her spatial storage.
They were placed one by one in the baskets.
The medicinal properties of herbs gathered from the mountain are enhanced by the spiritual energy of the space.
Since she couldn't dry them inside the room, she had to take them out to dry while Song Hanyan was away.
When Song Hanyan returned, the herbs had shrunk, so he naturally couldn't tell anything.
As for planting potatoes, Nanzhi didn't need to worry about it at all. With the few people she had taught, she believed the villagers would learn quickly.
Now that she has some spare money, Nanzhi is thinking about whether she should renovate the house.
Although the house is made of wood, it will definitely leak if there is an unusual spring rain.
With that in mind, Nanzhi decided to go to the city tomorrow.
If possible, she would like to get another carriage, at least for convenience when going out.
The sound of hooves clattering in the fields made the villagers look up, only to discover that it was a horse-drawn carriage.
The carriage was luxurious, completely different from Sun Zheng's carriage in the village; it was far superior.
When did our village ever have a horse-drawn carriage like this?
"...Could it be Chen Quan, the husband of the Chen family?"
The son was seriously injured, and the father came back to check on him; it seemed just in time.
Curious people abandoned their farm work and followed to investigate, figuring it wouldn't take much longer.
As always, Granny Liu, a keen observer of gossip, quickly led a few other elderly women to follow.
"Grandma Liu, going to the theater again!"
Grandma Liu turned around and said, "What I do is none of your business."
The person speaking touched his nose. He had to admit that the older the old lady got, the bigger her temper became. No one in the village dared to mess with her.
The carriage swayed and wobbled as it stopped in front of a courtyard.
First, a young girl got off the bus. Then another girl got off, who seemed to be the young girl's mistress.
"Miss, we've arrived, this is the place."
Lin Feiyan got out of the carriage and coughed softly as she was choked by the dust kicked up by the carriage.
The wooden house was dilapidated, but the yard was spotless, with herbs drying in the sun, which made it easy to see the owner's character.
"Who are you?"
Nanzhi glanced at the luxurious car parked in front of her house and the two people standing in the yard.
“Miss, it’s her.” Xiao Tao was very excited when she saw Nan Zhi.
Nanzhi then remembered that the little girl was the one who had begged her for the prescription.
Nanzhi looked around again. They had come in a car, followed by servants. Could it be...?
They're probably here to cause trouble because they weren't cured.
"Cherry, is your prescription working?"
Cherry frowned when someone actually questioned her prescription.
"Any product made by Cherry is guaranteed to be genuine. How can these young people question the thousands of years of traditional Chinese medicine heritage?"
Nanzhi certainly believed in the power of traditional Chinese medicine, but what exactly were these two people here for?
Lin Feiyan walked gracefully to Nanzhi and bowed to her.
Nanzhi:······
"I will never forget your great kindness, young lady."
After she finished speaking, Nanzhi felt relieved.
Thank goodness, they weren't causing trouble.
“There’s no need for that, young lady. I’ll take the money and treat you properly.”
“However,” Nanzhi glanced at Xiaotao beside her, “you should thank her. If she hadn’t stopped the carriage in time, the young lady might not have recovered.”
Lin Feiyan: "Of course, Xiaotao is my personal maid, so please don't worry, Miss."
Xiao Tao smiled foolishly. Because of this, the lady rewarded her with a house, and the young lady also gave her a lot of money. She was already very satisfied.
Lin Feiyan waved to the people behind her, and then several servants took some things off the carriage.
The sunlight was blinding, and the silvery objects almost dazzled her.
Upon seeing the item, Nanzhi couldn't help but sigh, "Rich people are so annoying."
Five hundred taels of silver were neatly placed in the box.
"Do you not know the name of your benefactor?"
"Nanzhi."
Lin Feiyan: "To be honest, Miss Nan, my parents originally wanted to come and thank you in person, but unfortunately, they had something to attend to at home, so they had to send me instead. These are gifts from the Lin family to express our gratitude, and we hope you won't find them too much."
Nan Zhi chuckled. Who doesn't like money?
"I don't mind at all."
"Oh my, this is blinding!" Granny Liu exclaimed, her eyes wide. "How much does this cost?"
"I don't know. It's so bright that it's blinding this old woman."
Although Nanzhi coveted the silver, she knew that her herbs were not worth five hundred taels at all.
She took out a slightly younger Ganoderma lucidum from the baskets she had dried in the morning. "I'll accept the gift, but the medicinal herbs are cheap, they won't cost five hundred taels. Consider this a return gift."
Lin Feiyan didn't know what it was, but judging from Nan's casual manner, she guessed it wasn't worth much.
So he told Xiao Tao to accept it.
The carriage came and went in a hurry.
A large crowd gathered in front of my house once again.
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