Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

Seeing that everyone looked unhappy, Mother Zhong quickly took out the apples from her backpack and asked them to share them. After each of them got several, her expression became a little better. She thought that it would be impossible to pick them if she went up the mountain now, and those people ran away in a hurry, so there was no way there would be any left for them.

Mother Zhong didn't care about all this. Even if the remaining tree on the mountain was dug up by someone, it would be none of her business. She just wanted the tree in her hand to pass the villagers' approval so that the fruits she would pick in the future would have a source.

Mother Zhong instructed her sons to move the tree back home first. She turned around and secretly winked at Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao understood what she meant and followed them not long after Mother Zhong and her friends left.

When they got home, Mrs. Zhong and Mrs. Zhong II heard the noise and came out, and saw Brother Zhong and his men coming in carrying the tree. The two of them hurried over to help.

Zhong's mother, who was following behind, asked them to move to the back of the house and plant the trees. After the trees were planted, Mrs. Zhong and her family returned to the main room and saw the apples in Zhong Ruyi's backpack. Only then did they realize that these were the fruits of the newly planted tree.

Mother Zhong picked out about ten and divided them into two. One was for Aunt Zhao when she came, and the remaining one was for Aunt Chen.

Cuicui and the other children were each holding an apple and starting to eat it. Mrs. Zhong did not allow Tiedan to have one alone, fearing that he was too young to finish it. Tiedan was crying in the yard, and the other children were laughing at him while eating apples.

Tiedan rolled on the ground crying, but Mrs. Zhong ignored him. Seeing that his mother ignored him, Tiedan cried even harder.

Zhong Ruyi secretly waved to Tiedan, asking him to get up and motioning Tiedan to go to his room.

Unfortunately, Tiedan was howling so loudly that he didn't even notice her eyes. Zhong Ruyi could only walk over and pick him up. Fortunately, her sister-in-law was busy making lunch and had no time to pay attention to Tiedan. She gave Tiedan an apple and asked him to hide in her room, telling him to come out after he had finished eating.

At this time, Aunt Zhao's voice sounded outside the door. Cuicui ran to open the door. As soon as she opened the door, Aunt Zhao saw Cuicui holding a fruit in her hand and chewing it. She smiled and said, "Cuicui, can you finish such a big fruit?"

Seeing Cuicui nod, Aunt Zhao teased her deliberately and asked if she could give her a bite. Cuicui hesitated and said, "Grandma Zhao, I have already bitten this fruit. I'll get you a new one." After saying that, she really wanted to run in and get out a new one.

Aunt Zhao quickly stopped her and praised her for being a good child.

When Mother Zhong heard Aunt Zhao's voice, she hurried out and pulled Aunt Zhao into the house.

"Aunt Zhao, here, this is what I left for you." He handed a bamboo basket to Aunt Zhao. Aunt Zhao opened it and saw six or seven fruits inside. They were big and red, with smooth and plump skin. They looked delicious.

Aunt Zhao was very embarrassed. She had just been at the village entrance and Mother Zhong had given her several. She didn't expect Mother Zhong to leave so many for her. She was too embarrassed to accept them.

"You can keep it. I've never seen this fruit before, and I don't know if it tastes good or not. You can keep it for your children at home, or sell it in town." Aunt Zhao refused to take it, but it was specially left for her by Zhong's mother.

At this time, Tiedan, who had just finished eating a whole apple in the house, rushed out and hugged Zhong's mother's legs, "Grandma, this fruit is delicious."

Seeing this, Aunt Zhao felt even more embarrassed to take so many apples and refused to take any. Mother Zhong had no choice but to take two apples out of the bamboo basket and insisted that Aunt Zhao take the rest back, but she was unwilling to do so.

Zhong's mother said, "Don't be embarrassed. I dug up a whole tree and planted it. When it bears fruit next year, you can pick it if you want to eat it."

After hearing what Mother Zhong said, Aunt Zhao accepted it. The two of them talked about the braised food that Second Sister-in-law Zhong was selling today. Speaking of braised food, Zhong Ruyi remembered and ran to the kitchen to see that Second Sister-in-law had braised a pot of food in the morning. When she went in, she found that the pot was empty, with only some marinade left.

Mrs. Zhong was beaming with joy. "Mother told the villagers yesterday that we are selling braised food today. We will sell it in the village for a few days first, and then we will go to the town to do business. Everyone in the village who ate it yesterday came to buy. Aunt Zhao bought two portions, and the others came to join in the fun. When they smelled the braised food, they couldn't help but buy some. Except for the portion I kept for the pot this morning, the rest was sold."

Zhong Ruyi was also very happy. If the products could be sold well in the village, she could ask her sister-in-law to sell them at home, and they would go to the town to sell them. There were many people in the village, and if they could sell them for a long time, it would be a considerable income.

After Aunt Zhao left, the family finished their lunch, and Mother Zhong went to Aunt Chen's house carrying a small bamboo basket slung across her shoulder. The basket contained seven or eight apples and a bowl of braised offal.

Most of the villagers are simple and kind. Knowing that the Chen family is having a hard time, they will help to some extent. For example, when it is time to harvest wheat, the village chief will usually arrange for one or two people with large families to go to the Chen family to help. They don't help for a whole day, but after finishing their own work, they will go to the Chen family to help for half a day.

Or they would give some of the vegetables they grew or pickled radishes to the Chen family. They couldn't help much, but they could always help with small things. When their own families were doing well, they were willing to lend a hand to others, which could be considered a good deed to accumulate virtue.

The Chen family had just had lunch when Zhong's mother knocked on the door. Aunt Chen welcomed her into the main room, where she saw a plate of stir-fried shredded radish, a plate of boiled vegetables, and a few steamed buns on the winnowing basket on the dining table.

Mother Zhong felt sad watching this. Not to mention whether what Aunt Chen was eating was nutritious, she just wondered how nutritious it could be for two half-grown children, Chen Xiaoxue and Chen Xiaoman. No wonder Chen Xiaoxue looked bad, but Chen Xiaoman was okay. It was obvious that Aunt Chen and Chen Xiaoxue usually saved the good things for him.

When the two siblings at the table saw Zhong's mother come in, they hurriedly stood up and asked her to sit down and eat. Zhong's mother waved her hands, smiled and said that she had already eaten. After that, she put the bamboo basket in her hand on the table, opened it, and took out a bowl of braised offal that she had brought with her.

When Chen Xiaoman saw the bowl of offal, his eyes lit up. He had eaten this last time and it was delicious. It tasted like meat.

Seeing Chen Xiaoman's happy face, Zhong's mother pushed the bowl of braised offal in front of the siblings and said with a smile, "My second daughter-in-law made this early in the morning. We started selling it in the village today. This is the remaining part that has not been sold, so I thought of bringing it here to add a dish for you."

Aunt Chen's eyes were a little red. She had been in poor health in recent years and could not do heavy work. It was the villagers who helped her. She kept these favors in her heart.

Seeing that Zhong's mother took out some fruits from the bamboo basket, she quickly said, "Dafu's mother, I know you have been good to our family over the years, but such good fruits should be left for the children at home." After saying that, she was about to put the fruits that Zhong's mother had taken out back into the bamboo basket, but Zhong's mother reached out to stop her.

"Yuwen, these are all picked by me from the mountain. Don't despise them. Just take these fruits and feed them to your children to sweeten their mouths." As she said this, she took the bamboo basket and went straight into the Chen family's kitchen. The kitchen was cleaned by Aunt Chen. She reached out and picked up a small bamboo basket and was about to put the fruits in, but was stopped by Aunt Chen who followed her. The two of them were arguing with each other in the kitchen.

At the dinner table, Chen Xiaoxue and her brother looked at each other, not daring to touch the bowl of fragrant braised offal. Just as they were looking at the braised offal and eating shredded radish, there was a noise outside, and then someone knocked on the door.

"Grandma Chen, are you home?" The person knocked on the door a few times. Hearing the noise, Chen's siblings, as well as Aunt Chen and Mother Zhong who were in the kitchen, came out to see what was going on.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the village chief's grandson Tie Niu panting and saying, "Grandma Chen, my grandfather asked me to come and tell you that Uncle Dongzhi is back. He is at the entrance of the village now. He asked me to come and tell you first."