The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

"Saya, what are you doing? Aren't you full?"

"Mother, do we have any cloth at home that can filter things?"

"Cloth? What are you going to filter?"

"It's good stuff."

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Zhu looked around and took out a steaming basket cloth.

"This cloth is for steaming buns. If you use it for something else, I won't give it to you."

"Mother, please give it to me. Don't worry, I will also want to eat steamed buns in the future."

Seeing that her daughter was serious, Zhu gave it to her.

Zhou Mingshu spread it out and took a look. The cage cloth was quite old. It was no longer white and the largest gaps were enough to filter out small stones.

Forget it, just use it to filter it for the first time.

Before I reached my room, I heard my second sister cursing in the backyard. After listening carefully for a few words, I realized that she was cursing mosquitoes again.

These animals react quickly. When it is about to rain, they rush into the house one after another.

The two sisters took the clothes and beat the mosquitoes inside and outside the door, but it was no use. The hungry mosquitoes kept flying around.

Zhou Mingshu thought about it, then opened the woodshed and started looking for a brazier.

As soon as the door was opened, mosquitoes from the woodshed swarmed in my face. These beasts must be starving.

The brazier used for burning firewood in winter had several holes burned through it, so Old Mrs. Zhou covered it with something to prevent things from leaking into the holes.

Zhou Mingshu carried a few basins, took out the dried lemongrass and mugwort leaves, mixed them in appropriate proportions, stirred them evenly and then lit them.

In order to make more smoke, she sprinkled some water on it. It was too dry due to the sun, and it would catch fire as soon as it encountered sparks.

She carried two basins. The eldest and second sisters slept in one room, and the eldest brother and Xiaojie slept in another room. There was a basin in each room.

"If the cigarette is covered up, you can pick it up."

Zhou Mingqi's mood improved as he smelled the fragrance.

"San Ya, you are really amazing. I admire you. When you asked me to pick mugwort and cut lemongrass, I never thought that I would be able to use them now. It's raining and cool tonight. I think I will sleep comfortably."

Zhou Mingqi lay on the bed, looking very leisurely.

"Okay, I wish you a good dream. I'll go back first and make another pot for my aunt and mother."

After working for most of the day, Zhou Mingshu cleaned up three more basins.

I gave one pot each to my father and mother's room, my uncle and aunt's room, and my grandmother's room.

There is still no mugwort pot in my aunt's room. What should I do?

There are really no other spare basins at home.

After walking around the house for a while and still unable to think of a solution, she took her own pot over.

Anyway, I have the system in my hands, and I can exchange it for a plate of mosquito coils later.

As soon as I came back, the rain started to fall outside. The raindrops fell and formed shallow pits on the ground. You can imagine how heavy the rain was, and the sky was getting darker and darker.

Old Mrs. Zhou and the others had not returned yet, and Mrs. Zhu looked at the door with some worry.

He put on his raincoat, took another one, and went out with two umbrellas.

Zhou Mingshu bought mosquito coils and lit them, and also bought two layers of finer gauze.

She had to filter the stuff out quickly, otherwise it would solidify in a while.

After filtering the residue three times, the remaining oil is already very fine.

Zhou Mingshu carefully poured the oil into the prepared bamboo tubes, filling five tubes in total. The yield was quite good.

Let it cool overnight and it should be ready to use tomorrow morning.

She soaked the used utensils in a basin of water, washed her hands, and got into bed.

Her bed was next to the window. She held her pillow and quilt, listening quietly to the sound of rain outside.

Not long after, several people came back supporting each other.

As soon as we came back, we went straight into the kitchen to eat. Everyone was wet.

Zhou Mingshu really wanted to hear them talk about Sha Gang, but they were far away and the rain was heavy, so he had to give up.

Zhou Mingqi looked at the pot of mugwort and kept praising San Ya for being so great.

The buzzing sound of mosquitoes had long since disappeared from the room, and she and her elder sister, for once, did not swat mosquitoes.

Thanks to Zhou Mingshu's mugwort pot, everyone slept soundly tonight.

The next day, the rain still didn't stop, and it was as heavy as the night before. Zhou Mingshu rubbed his eyes and got up. The first thing he did was to see if the mugwort mint anti-itching ointment worked.

I took the bamboo tube and touched it with my fingernails. The liquid had solidified into a paste.

I scooped a small piece and applied it on the back of my hand. I felt a cool sensation and it was absorbed very well. It was done.

A bright smile appeared on her face, this first step had been successful.

After destroying the body with the mosquito coils that had been burned yesterday, she opened the door.

At a glance, I saw Old Mrs. Zhou sitting at the door of the main room, looking at the water flowing like a river in the yard.

It’s raining so hard, can we still cook and eat?

"Grandma, how are we going to eat?" Zhou Mingshu shouted loudly.

"No more eating, go back to sleep."

You really don’t want to eat it anymore? Zhou Mingshu took the anti-itch ointment in his hand and shook it, wanting to tell her that it was done.

"What is that?"

"Hey, guess what."

Old Mrs. Zhou rolled her eyes and walked into the house.

Zhou Mingshu's boasting was directly rejected on the spot, so she had to go back to the house.

The temperature today is very low and the body temperature feels very cool.

She broke off a handful of lemongrass, lit it, and placed it directly on the ground to let it burn.

The smell of this incense is almost indistinguishable from incense.

Suddenly thinking of something, she sat up, took more lemongrass, and slowly cut it into small pieces of similar length with scissors.

You can make a lemongrass pillow for your grandma and add some Chinese medicinal herbs in it. It can help her sleep and repel insects.

Old Mrs. Zhou is most afraid of scorpions. She is also old and wakes up after a short sleep at night. She hopes this citronella pillow can be of some help.

Since she understood this knowledge, she showed more respect to her elder.

After cutting enough lemongrass, she took some mugwort leaves and mixed them in.

These materials are definitely far from enough, so she will have to wait and collect more later.

After being busy for a while, I feel a little hungry.

Zhou Mingshu was tired of eating steamed buns, so he bought a scallion pancake today, which tasted really good.

The rain stopped only at noon, and the adults of the Zhou family left the house and slowly went about their daily activities.

The first thing to do is to wash the pot and cook.

I only had time to wash my face and rinse my mouth after the meal was ready.

Both big and small are hungry.

However, they still did not forget the mugwort pot from last night, which allowed them to sleep well.

At this point, Zhou Mingshu couldn't sit still anymore.

He quickly returned to the room and took out the anti-itch ointment.

"See, I told you it can be done. You can try it wherever you feel itchy."

Everyone looked at each other, and rolled up their sleeves to try it out.

Zhou Mingshu picked up some with his fingernails and slowly applied it to everyone. The cool feeling startled them, but they soon felt very comfortable.