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Su Qingyue didnât bother talking any longer, and directly threw it into the basket, âEven though you donât have much meat, it can still make a meal when cooked and served with some wild vegetables.â
âWoof woofâ¦â The little milk dog couldnât understand what she said, and thought it had been adopted, barking excitedly.
Qingyue didnât bother with the little dog, and just picked the medicine nearby and threw it into the basket.
The little milk dog, buried under the herbal medicine, struggled to climb to the surface of the pile.
It had just crawled up when it was covered again by the medicine Qingyue picked.
It crawled again and was buried.
After always being covered by newly added medicinal herbs, it gave up trying to crawl out.
After picking almost a full basket of medicine, Qingyue carried the pole back towards Wushan Village, and found a few patches of wild amaranth, picking three big handfuls.
She saw a reddish-brown plant about the size of a chopstick, about 30 centimeters tall, with curled leaf edges and covered in white hair. Wasnât this a fern?
She looked around and found quite a few ferns of varying lengths. After picking one, they seemed tender enough.
Along the way, she picked a basket full of ferns.
Looking at it, there were plenty of ferns here, probably enough to pick two more loads.
But since her two baskets were full now, she decided to head back first.
The path on the mountain was hard to walk on, so she returned to the main road at the foot of the mountain and carried the pole back to Wushan Village.
At this point, it was almost noon, and she met quite a few people on the road into the village.
âWife of the Xiao Family, why did you pick so many ferns?â a woman asked.
Su Qingyue didnât recognize her, but since the woman asked, she replied honestly, âTo eat.â
âFerns taste terrible and have a very astringent flavor,â the woman said with disgust. âWhy did you pick so many? My husband wonât even eat a single bite.â Several other people said the same thing, calling ferns bitter and astringent.
Su Qingyue didnât respond and just walked away carrying her pole.
Behind her, she heard someone say to the woman, âLi Wangcaiâs wife, you know how poor the Xiao Family is, they have no food left. Even if the ferns are astringent, they wonât starve by eating themâ¦â
âYeah⦠I wonder whatâs in her other basket? It looks like wild vegetables, but not quite.â
âWho knows? It might be weeds for mending fencesâ¦â
Only then did Qingyue realize that the woman she had just met was the wife of Li Wangcai, the man she had talked out of tens of cents. Her medicinal herbs were mistaken for grass for fence repair, which took her by surprise.
After entering the Xiao Familyâs courtyard, she put down the carrying pole in the shade under the eaves and hurried into the kitchen to drink water.
The hot weather was really making her thirsty.
The front and back windows of the master bedroom were open, and the door was not closed. From the inside, one could see the front and back yards.
As soon as she entered the yard, she felt the gazes of the three men inside the room.
She just greeted them briefly, telling them she sold the mushrooms
One pot of water wasnât enough for the three men, so she filled a bowl with well water and put it on the table in the room.
Then, she began to prepare lunch, changed medicine for her second brother, and performed acupuncture on both her second and third brothers. It took another two to three hours to fill the water jar. Around three oâclock in the afternoon, she went to the mountain stream and caught a load of fish in her back basket.
Time flew by in a flurry of activities, and it was already evening.
She picked so many ferns in the morning that they couldnât finish them all. She planned to sell them in town the next day..