Chapter 22
Transmigration: The Farm Life of a “Fool”
The seasonings in ancient times were not as fine as those in modern times, so the salad of Houttuynia cordata was not as delicious as Xu Ran used to eat. However, the food grown in the land without any pollution had a very good taste. And there was no need to worry about the harm of eating too much.
The children also liked this food. Everyone ate more than usual in dinner. The adults were even worried that the children would eat too much and got stuffed.
After taking another bowl of rice added by Liu Tong, Xu Ran slowly said two words, âSo appetizing.â
As the children liked this salad so much, the adults naturally wouldnât eat it so as to save it for the kids, but they still tasted a few mouthfuls and found it was really tasty.
Looking at her children eating with such relish, Wu Mei said with a smile, âSee, our Yueyaâer is eating like a dirty cat. Xu Ran has really found something good this time. Now it is the time we lack in food. With this food, we donât have to worry about the shortage. By the way, whatâs the name of this thing, Xu Ran?â
âHouttuynia cordata,â Xu Ran took a mouthful of food and replied.
âThis is a good thing, but we canât let others know it, otherwise many people will rush over and snatch it, and it will cause trouble,â Liu Tong exhorted.
The other adults present nodded in agreement.
âAlright then, from now on, we adults will not go for this stuff, but let the children search for it. Anyway, itâs convenient for them to get it while cutting pigweeds.â
âOkay, thatâs it.â
Everyone agreed with Wu Mei.
Xu Ran and the children were enjoying themselves with the food there. The long lost taste made Xu Ran feel very happy.
After supper, Wu Lan and Liu Qing brought their children back with them and each carried a basket of pigweeds.
It was not until Xu Ran went to bed at night that he noticed that his skin on the hand was abraded and very tender. But he tried to endure it and said nothing about it.
Liu Tong, however, had guessed it even without being told. After all, Xu Ran hadnât done anything in the past seven years. This afternoon, he had got so much pigweeds and cordate houttuynia. It would be weird if he hadnât hurt his skin.
Liu Tong took out the medicine Doctor Liu had given him and applied it for Xu Ran before he went to bed.
Upon lying on the bed, Xu Ran thought of the injury on Liu Tongâs shoulder, so he got up right away to apply medicine for Liu Tong.
In this way, they helped each other and applied medicine before lying on the bed to talk.
Although Xu Ran did a lot of work this afternoon, he didnât feel tired. He turned to look at Liu Tong lying next to him, âTongtong, how long will it take you for the bamboo cutting?â
âTwo more days. I want to chop more of it to make our new house a little bigger. When itâs cold in winter, weâll pull some kraft paper and wrap it outside, so that it wonât be cold. â
Xu Ran had always been looking forward to the bamboo house. Thinking that he would soon have it, he felt excited. However, he soon thought about the other life problems that would follow it.
Life couldnât go without firewood, rice, oil, salt, pots and pans. However, they didnât have any of these things now. They had to pay for them. The problem was that they had no money at all. It was really annoying!
Xu Ran sighed, âTongtong, do you still have any money? Otherwise, we canât afford for the bowls.
Looking at Xu Ran, who was down, Liu Tong shook his head and felt a little guilty, âRan, Iâm sorry that I havenât saved money, otherwise we wouldnât have suffered so much.â
Xu Ran grabbed Liu Tongâs hand and said, âWhy are you talking about this? Since we donât have money, we can make the bowls ourselves. And the chopsticks are made of wood too. Only the pot has to be made of iron.â
Xu Ran kept on planning how to make the necessary tableware and cooking materials, while Liu Tong was figuring how to earn a sum of money as soon as possible, because he knew the family was out of food, the two children were still young, and Ran was not in good healthâ¦
There, they were both lying in the same bed but had different ideas. Of course, both of them were figuring how to make their family live a good life, which was a mutual goal actually.