In the book, I was fed by my sister

After someone responded, others followed suit.

After all, for children, getting together is what they like to do most.

“So how can we make money?”

Song Li said: "Farming. Sister said she would give me a piece of land and let us plant whatever we want."

Yu'e shook her head and retorted, "But my grandfather told me that farming is completely dependent on God's will. It can only solve the problem of food and clothing. If you want to save money, you have to save it bit by bit."

Yu'e's words were unanimously agreed by everyone.

Although they had not heard such statements directly before, they had experienced similar things personally.

In this village, most people make a living by farming, and only a few families can afford the tuition fees for their children to go to school.

Yu'e continued, "Besides, what can we grow? What can we grow to make money?"

Song Li thought for a moment and replied, "We can grow ginseng!"

She recalled the scene when it snowed heavily before, when many people gathered around to fight for ginseng. After all, for Song Li, as long as something grew out of the soil, she could make it grow.

"Ginseng!!" Everyone was very surprised when they heard this word.

"Doesn't that kind of thing only grow in deep mountains?" someone questioned.

Song Li disagreed and retorted: "The soil in the mountains is soil, and the soil in our fields is also soil. Since they are all soil, why can't ginseng grow?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Song Li and exclaimed: Wow! This is too smart, why aren't my parents so smart?

Yu'e heard this and expressed a different opinion: "That's not true. After all, some land can grow crops, while some land can't produce anything. It's like those barren fields, which can't grow any food at all."

When everyone heard this, they nodded in agreement and looked at Yu'e and said, "That's right, that's right. Just like the wasteland in our house, it takes several years of continuous cultivation before we can get any harvest."

At this time, Song Li spoke again: "Don't worry, my sister will definitely give me a piece of fertile land. If the land is not fertile enough, we can go to the mountain and bring down the good soil."

After hearing this, everyone once again focused their attention on Song Li: It really makes sense!

Yu'e frowned and thought for a moment, but couldn't think of a reason to refute, so he could only ask: "Then how do we get the seeds?"

Song Li turned and looked towards the mountain: "Go look for it in the mountain."

Everyone:!

"Okay!" Li Rongrong responded readily, "When do we leave?"

Song Li turned to look at Dong Mei: "Dong Mei, when are you going to rest?"

This school only has two days off every month. "Let's wait three days." Dong Mei replied.

"Okay!" Song Li went on to make arrangements, "Then let's meet here again in the afternoon of three days later."

Li Rongrong looked around, her eyes sweeping over everyone, and solemnly warned: "Everyone, remember, don't say a word about what happened today!"

Everyone closed their lips and nodded vigorously to show that they understood.

"By the way, when the time comes, Da Mai will be in charge of helping us..."

"Dangdangdangdang!" A series of tight and loud gong sounds suddenly came, interrupting Song Li's speech.

Everyone's attention was immediately drawn to the person beating the gong.

Rongrong looked over curiously and muttered, "What happened? Should we go over and take a look?"

As soon as Rongrong said this, others also echoed Rongrong's idea. They followed the person beating the gong closely like a string of little tails.

Along the way, the string of little tails continued to extend and get longer, and finally, they stopped by the water.

Rongrong led everyone to crawl under the adults' legs and tried to stick their heads forward to find out what was going on.

However, before they reached their destination, they were reminded by the adults one by one: "Don't look around, be careful of nightmares at night!"

Although Song Li's eyes were covered by her elder sister, she still took a peek through the gaps between her fingers.

Her eyes happened to fall on the man in white by the water.

At this moment, the river water was flooding, and the soaked body did not show any serious swelling. People around soon began to talk about it: "That person seems to be Bai Tongsheng, right?"

"What?" Li Wanshu was busy organizing people to go to the government to report the case, but suddenly stopped after hearing this.

Because the deceased's body was a little swollen, and he was old and had poor eyesight, he did not recognize the person in front of him at first.

However, the fear in his heart prompted him to step forward cautiously, and with trembling hands he uncovered the hair covering his face. The moment he saw the face clearly, he collapsed to the ground as if struck by lightning. "Xiu Wen?"

He looked at everyone with a trembling voice and asked again: "Is this really my Xiu Wen?"

The crowd watching could not bear to answer, but just turned their heads silently and nodded gently.

Li Wanshu took two deep breaths, but he couldn't catch his breath. His body leaned backwards and he plunged into the water.

"Oh my!" Everyone was shocked when they saw this. They gathered around and hurried forward to help the village chief up. Someone shouted anxiously, "Go and get Doctor Qin!"

The scene was in chaos. Song Li pulled away her sister's hand and carefully observed Bai Xiuwen lying on the ground. Bai Xiuwen's face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and he looked lifeless. On his neck, a deep mark was clearly visible, blue and purple, and looked very scary.

Song Li thought to herself: Why do these marks look so familiar? She suddenly remembered that she had used a similar method to kill Li Manpeng before. Could it be that the murderer was imitating her method of killing?

Thinking of this, Song Li couldn't help but frowned.

……

Doctor Qin took out several thin silver needles and inserted them into the acupuncture points on Li Wanshu's face. As time passed, Li Wanshu's eyes, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened, and he weakly called out, "Old Qin..."

However, he stopped talking halfway and tears welled up in his eyes like a dam breaking.

Seeing this, Qin Zhongyuan couldn't help but wipe away his tears and said softly: Wan Shu, you must hold on! Chunfeng still needs your care.

Li Wanshu raised his hand with difficulty and beckoned Wu Chunfeng to come closer. Wu Chunfeng had already cried so hard at this time. When he walked to the bed, Wu Chunfeng asked with a sob: "How could you fall into the river when you were fine? Do you want me to call Jun'er back?"

Li Wanshu shook his head and replied weakly: Jun'er has important things to deal with, I'm fine, just go and make me a bowl of ginger sugar water. Wu Chunfeng nodded, turned around and walked quickly into the kitchen.

Not long after, Wu Chunfeng came out with a bowl of steaming hot eggs in sugar water. She looked at Li Wanshu and asked in confusion: Why do you drink eggs in sugar water when you are sick, just like Jun'er?

Li Wanshu frowned and said helplessly: Wrong! Wrong! It's not sugar syrup eggs, it's ginger syrup! Can't you do such a simple thing!

Hearing this, Wu Chunfeng's face instantly turned gloomy, and she immediately started arguing with Li Wanshu angrily.

Qin Zhongyuan stood aside and watched all this silently, sighing in his heart. After Wu Chunfeng walked into the kitchen again, he said to Li Wanshu: Chunfeng's condition seems to be more serious than before.

Li Wanshu really didn't want to mention anything about Chunfeng at the moment, "Ahem... Well, does Wanyue know?"

Qin Zhongyuan replied: "I heard from the villagers that she went to the city today."

Hearing the news, Li Wanshu pulled himself together and tried to sit up from the bed. He knew that he couldn't be depressed any longer, after all, he still had a younger sister who needed care and support.

He knows better than anyone the pain of seeing a loved one die.