Dressed as a little farmer's lucky treasure, God sends blessings and asks for forgiveness

Otherwise, peeling bamboo shoots at home would be a laborious and time-consuming task.

"Really? That's great. It's settled. Let's go and talk about it now and go up the mountain to dig later." The other aunt patted her thigh and immediately turned around and left with a smile.

After hearing this, the others also said goodbye, went back to tell others, and then took the men and children in their families to the mountains to dig bamboo shoots.

This matter has come to an end.

Wang Ronghua and Zhao Guocheng both breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Wang Ronghua took Zhao Shiying from Zhao Shimin.

"Our daughter is so smart. How did such a young child come up with this idea?" Wang Ronghua was extremely surprised at the time, but she did not show it.

After all, who would believe that this business idea was thought up by an eight-month-old child?

"Yes, sister, how did you come up with that idea?" Zhao Shisheng asked curiously.

Everyone was very curious and all their attention was on Zhao Shiying.

This may be the first time that Zhao Shiying showed her business acumen.

Zhao Shiying blinked her black grape-like eyes, tilted her head to glance at Zhao Guocheng, and then a voice suddenly came from everyone's mind.

[I don’t know either. I just suddenly thought of this and told my mother.] Zhao Shiying wrinkled her lips. She also felt strange. Sometimes she was just a pure baby, but when she encountered something, relevant solutions or knowledge would appear in her mind.

But anyway, she thought it was a good thing.

It felt like she already knew these things, but just forgot them for a while, and could only remember them when the right opportunity came.

Wang Ronghua touched Zhao Shiying's hair and smiled.

Then he looked at everyone.

"You are not allowed to tell anyone about my sister. If you dare to tell anyone, don't call me mom anymore. I won't acknowledge him (her) as my son (daughter). Do you remember this?" Wang Ronghua looked at the three children sternly.

"Don't call me dad, I'm going to beat you up and then throw you out." Zhao Guocheng also agreed seriously.

This matter must not be known to others, otherwise Nannan will be treated as a monster.

"I understand, mother. We will definitely not say anything nonsense." Zhao Shimin nodded.

Zhao Shisheng and Zhao Shihui also promised not to tell anyone, so the matter had to be kept to themselves.

"Since we don't have to dig bamboo shoots, we might as well just pick mushrooms. Many people in the village have picked mushrooms before, but not as many as we do. I thought we should all go picking mushrooms in the afternoon so that we can go to the market tomorrow," suggested Zhao Guocheng.

"Well, I think it's okay, but we have to remember to close the gate at all times. No one will know when someone comes in. We have to lock our rooms. We'll go buy locks after we sell things tomorrow." Wang Ronghua felt uncomfortable when she thought of her mother-in-law coming to their house to steal things.

"Well, buy a few more and lock the blister room." Zhao Shimin nodded.

The family talked it over and quickly moved on from the matter. Fortunately, the food was not spoiled and could still be eaten.

In the afternoon, many people heard about it. Some of them came to the end of the village uncertainly to confirm whether the bamboo shoot harvesting was true. However, they found that Zhao Guocheng and his family were not at home and the courtyard gate was locked.

Seeing that some people actually went up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots, those who were hesitant also went up the mountain with backpacks and hoes.

But at this time, there are not as many bamboo shoots as before. After all, Zhao Guocheng's family has been digging bamboo shoots for a month, and most of them have been dug up.

The next afternoon.

Many villagers came to the end of the village carrying bamboo shoots.

When Zhao Bai saw this, she asked around curiously. She then found out that everyone was digging bamboo shoots and selling them to her second son's house. She was very angry.

You are such an ungrateful person for not even telling them about this good thing.

Zhao Bai went home angrily and told her family about this.

Zhao Dagen looked at Zhao Bai uncertainly: "Are you telling the truth? The second son is harvesting bamboo shoots? Does everyone in the village know about it?"

"Of course, many people are carrying bamboo shoots to the end of the village, but we don't even know anything about it. It makes me so angry. They are afraid that we will dig bamboo shoots and sell them to them. What an ungrateful bastard. I should have strangled him to death when he was born." Zhao Bai's face turned red with anger and she cursed hatefully.

"Well, after all, he is your son. This is a good thing. If the second son's family can really make money to support the family, we can worry less. They only gave 20 kilograms of food when they divided the family property. What else do you want them to do? Don't you feel guilty? I feel ashamed too. I'll go to the end of the village to have a look. If it's true, our whole family will go to dig bamboo shoots. They have only the youngest child in their family and the second son is a full-time worker. What can he do? They must have been unable to dig all the bamboo shoots, so they asked the villagers to do it. I won't say more. I'll go and have a look." The more Zhao Dagen spoke, the more he felt that he was right.

He brushed off the dirt on his body and walked towards the end of the village.

Zhao Chen heard it while hiding in the house, and saw Zhao Bai following him out. She looked around the yard and saw no one, so she immediately came out and quietly went upstairs.

He found that Zhao Baishi's lock was just stuck and not completely locked. He was very happy and immediately unlocked the door and went in.

***

Zhao Laoer’s house is at the end of the village.

At this time, the end of the village was very lively, and many villagers came carrying bamboo shoots.

Some were unsure and even asked if they were really harvesting bamboo shoots. It was not until the first store, Aunt Li’s, weighed the bamboo shoots and paid for them that everyone started smiling, because they were really harvesting bamboo shoots.

"Everyone line up, don't cut in line. We'll check whether the bamboo shoots are qualified here, weigh them here, and pay over there. One penny for six pounds of bamboo shoots with shells, and one penny for three pounds of bamboo shoots without shells." Zhao Guocheng said as he weighed them.

Zhao Shihui and Zhao Shimin were responsible for checking whether the bamboo shoots were qualified, Zhao Shisheng and Zhao Guocheng were responsible for weighing, Wang Ronghua was responsible for registering and paying, and Zhao Shiying was placed in a basket, which was placed next to Wang Ronghua. As soon as Zhao Shiying looked up, she could see her mother counting the money.

In the eyes of the villagers, this little girl is like a lucky girl, except that it is not others who give money to her mother, but her mother who gives money to others.

Zhao Dagen thought that the second brother's family would be very busy and would definitely not be able to handle it, and he could just come over to help. Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he saw a long queue. Not only was it not chaotic, but everyone was also very orderly and self-disciplined.

There were only occasional conversations and counting sounds.

Zhao Dagen was surprised. He stood at the gate of the yard, not knowing whether to go in or go out. He just stared blankly at the scene in front of him.

"Uncle Dagen, are you here to sell bamboo shoots too? You have to queue up. You can't cut in line even if you are his father." The village bully turned around and saw Zhao Dagen, and said with a smile.

He was afraid that Zhao Dagen would rely on being Zhao Laoer's father and try to cut in line to get the money first, so he gave a reminder.

"Ahem... I'm not selling bamboo shoots, I'm just taking a look. It's okay, you guys can line up." Zhao Dagen smiled awkwardly. After all, he was a junior in the village and there was no need to care. However, after saying this, he felt embarrassed to stand there and turned around and walked home.

Zhao Guocheng's family was very busy and didn't even see Zhao Dagen. Zhao Bai followed him all the way, but in the end she could only come back angrily.

He wanted to curse a few words, but was stopped by a look from Zhao Dagen.

After returning, Zhao Dagen took a backpack and a hoe and went up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots.

Zhao Bai sat under the eaves angrily. She went into the house after a long time and found that her money jar was empty.

The money jar is empty?? !!!

"Ah~ Which damn person stole while I was not at home? My money is gone, my money." Zhao Bai howled and immediately sat on the ground.