The little ancestor of the family

"Thank you, that's great!" Ye Xinran was very happy.

She handed the Luoshazi in her hand to Erdan's mother, who read it over and over again and nodded: "Okay, I'll remember it."

Dongzi's father on the left heard what they said, came over to take a look, and then said: "I saw one when I went up the mountain just now. If you don't have enough, I will help you find another one later!"

"Thank you, Brother Zhang San!" Ye Xinran also thanked him repeatedly.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that she could ask the villagers to help her find herbs in the future, which would speed up the process.

People were working so hard that before they knew it, the fog in the mountains had dissipated and it started to get hot and stuffy.

The men were so tired that they were sweating profusely, and the women began to wipe the sweat off their faces with handkerchiefs.

"Zhuzi Dongzi, you guys go to the spring, fetch two buckets of water and distribute them to everyone, so that everyone can take a break, drink some water and eat some dry food before continuing to work." The head of the village said, wiping the sweat from his head.

Some people in the crowd had already given up.

After hearing what the headman said, he sat down on the ground.

"Ouch, I'm so tired!"

"Uncle Lizheng, when will this ditch be finished?"

"As long as you don't be lazy, you will be able to finish digging quickly!" said the head of the village.

"I'm not lazy, I'm not lazy, but I dare not be lazy."

Zhuzi and a few others carried four buckets of water down the mountain. Everyone scooped up some and drank it up in one gulp.

Although Ye Xinran was used to drinking boiled water, she was really thirsty at the moment. She took out two bowls, gave one to the two Changping brothers, and scooped a bowl of water from the other one and drank it herself.

The mountain spring water was icy cold when it entered her mouth, and it dispelled the heat from her body very well. After Ye Xinran drank half a bowl, she handed the bowl to Xiao Huaian.

When working outside, it’s not so particular, two people can only use one bowl.

Ye Xinran didn't expect that Xiao Huaian took the bowl and didn't pour it out or scoop it out again, but directly drank the remaining half bowl of water.

Seeing this, Ye Xinran choked up: "Ahem!"

Xiao Huaian looked up as if nothing had happened: "What's wrong?"

"No, nothing!" Ye Xinran felt that she was overthinking.

Xiao Huaian was just too lazy to refill the water and didn't intend to drink a bowl with him.

She lowered her head to take the steamed buns from the bamboo basket, and did not see Xiao Huaian's mouth slightly raised with a smile.

The steamed buns were made of pure white flour, but in order to avoid making her own food so eye-catching, Ye Xinran blended pumpkin juice in the space and kneaded it into the flour. In this way, from the outside, her steamed buns were the same color as cornmeal.

She gave each person a steamed bun. Chang'an and Changping were surprised to find that there was a big piece of meat in their steamed buns.

They stared at Ye Xinran with their round eyes, and Ye Xinran smiled: "Eat!"

The two of them wolfed down the steamed buns and seemed to enjoy them very much.

Several women noticed this and whispered, "Look, that young lady from the Xiao family seems to be very good at cooking!"

"Look at the two kids, they are eating very happily!"

"Who said that they wouldn't live long? The eldest daughter is rich and can cook, so the Xiao family father and son are enjoying the good life!"

The women were talking about gossip, but the men were a little envious: Xiao Huaian was so lucky to marry the eldest daughter of a wealthy family, and the most important thing was that this eldest daughter was not arrogant. Why didn't they have such a good life?

Mrs. Zhang, who was outside the crowd, saw the children eating with relish and felt angry and resentful.

If it weren't for this woman, all the benefits of the Xiao family would belong to him.

At this moment, she took a bite of the cooked Pueraria root and drank half a bowl of water. She couldn't help but think: I have to discuss it with my son when I get home and start it as soon as possible.

After a short rest, everyone started the repetitive work again.

Tree roots and rocks are relatively easy to clean up, but the most difficult things are actually the big trees blocking the road.

The tree roots are so tangled that it is impossible to get around them. It takes a lot of effort to clear the roots before digging a ditch.

Although this work is more tiring than farming, no one has any complaints.

This is life-saving water.

It was not until the sun was setting that the village head shouted from the top of the hill: "Okay, everyone, pack up and call it a day!"

"Oh, it's finally done!"

"That's right! This is much more tiring than farming. My waist is almost broken!"

The head of the village heard these words and said with a smile: "You can't have a broken back. You have to continue working tomorrow!"

"Then everyone go home and have a good sleep today. Don't make any trouble at night!"

"Zhang Fenglin, do you have any shame? You are still thinking about that even after all this!"

"What can I think as a bachelor? I am just reminding you who have families!"

Everyone burst out laughing.

Ye Xinran was infected by the cheerful mood and smiled slightly, but happened to meet Xiao Huaian's inexplicable eyes.

What does he mean? Why is he looking at me?

Ye Xinran put away her smile, glared back, picked up the backpack and carried the two children down the mountain.

The group chatted and laughed as they walked to the foot of the mountain, where they discovered a horse-drawn carriage parked on the side of the road.

The horse was looking for tender grass in the bushes by the roadside, but the people in the car were staring at this side, as if they had been waiting for a long time.

The villagers walking in front did not dare to talk to him. It was the village head who came down from the mountain, walked in front of the carriage and asked, "Sir, you are waiting here, but who are you waiting for? We live in the village in front. If there is anything we can help you with, just let us know."

When the young man in the car saw someone talking to him, he immediately jumped out of the car and clasped his hands together, saying, "Uncle, I want to find a girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, not tall, with a big scar on the left side of her face."

Other features were difficult to identify, but when the head of the village mentioned a large scar on the left cheek, he immediately thought of Ye Xinran.

"Do you have something to do with her?"

"Uncle, you know her?" The boy showed a hint of joy.

At this point, the village head suddenly became cautious.

This young man only said that he wanted to find someone, but he didn't say what he was looking for. If it was something bad, it would cause trouble for Madam Ye.

"Hmm... I don't think I've seen it!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Xinran and the two children came up from behind.

The young man immediately spotted Ye Xinran from the crowd.

He walked around the village head who was speaking, came in front of Ye Xinran, and saluted Ye Xinran with his fists clasped.

"Excuse me, young lady, did you save someone in the mountains a few days ago?"

This person looked unfamiliar, and Ye Xinran immediately shook her head and denied, "No!"

The young man was stunned when he heard this.

is it wrong?

The owner was talking about a big scar on the left side of his face, and he still lives nearby. It seems he can't be wrong!

He took a step forward, wanting to confirm further, but a tall figure suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

The young man had no choice but to ask loudly: "Did the girl meet a scholar on the mountain, strip him of his clothes, and pierce him with two needles?"