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

"Grandma, are you guys caught in the rain? Do you want to make some ginger soup to drive away the cold?"

"No, no, we didn't get wet in the rain. We were just hot from walking on the road. Have you harvested the rice?"

"Yeah, well, we put everything away before the rain starts to fall."

"That's good, that's good. Go get a bottle of wormwood paste and I'll give it to Aunt Caixia. You have to thank her."

Zhou Mingshu knew what was going on. Uncle Youcai was helping to unload the backpack and hadn't left yet, so he gave it to him.

She took a bottle of mugwort ointment from the house and handed it to Old Mrs. Zhou.

"Youcai, stop working, just let them unload. Since you are here, I won't let the boys run to your house. Take this bottle of wormwood ointment. It can relieve itching when bitten by mosquitoes. It can also repel mosquitoes if you apply it regularly. If your boys and girls are bitten by mosquitoes, you can give it to them."

Wang Youcai turned around and saw a crystal white porcelain bottle lying in Aunt Zhou's hand. He was really surprised.

"Aunt, I can't take it. It's too valuable. Please take it back."

"You idiot, just take it if I give it to you. It's not expensive at all. It's just a bottle of anti-itch cream. We have plenty of them at home. Hurry up, be obedient and take it."

After all, Old Mrs. Zhou was the elder, and one could not refuse the gift from an elder. Wang Youcai accepted it only after seeing that he could not refuse.

After returning home, he applied some on the red pimples. It felt like the same ointment as the one in the bamboo tube. He couldn't help but mutter, "So this is really made by San Ya. This bottle costs more than ten coins. Wouldn't the Zhou family have become rich?"

"I'm back. What are you mumbling about?"

Seeing his wife coming over, Wang Youcai handed over the mugwort paste and said, "Wife, this is what Aunt Zhou gave us. Isn't it too expensive?"

"Oh, this bottle costs so much money. Why did you accept it? Those baskets of mushrooms are not worth so much money. I don't care. Return it quickly. Aunt Zhou's family is in such a difficult situation. How dare you accept this?"

Wang Youcai scratched his head. He was in a dilemma. "Forget it, wife. This auntie insisted on giving it to me. If you don't take it, she will be angry. If you give it back... won't she be even angrier?"

"Okay, okay, go pick some mushrooms. If you have any good things in the future, tell your aunt about it. Don't forget the good things others have done for you."

Wang Youcai smiled after hearing what his wife said. He thought so too. He and his wife really understood each other very well.

Wang Dashan and Wang Xiaodan were sorting the mushrooms in baskets. They could wash them while it was still early.

"Come on, stop picking and apply this mugwort paste to avoid mosquito bites."

They went home and washed their hands and faces. The medicine that Grandma Zhou had applied was washed away by the water, so they could apply new medicine. Naturally, they came over obediently.

"Dad, where did you get this medicine?" Wang Dashan asked puzzledly. According to his parents' lifestyle, they would not spend money to buy this.

"This was given to you by your grandmother Zhou. San Ya has become successful now. You all should also make progress. You must not learn from your eldest brother and those bad boys." Wang Youcai once again reminded his children in front of him.

"I know, Dad. I'm an honest man." After applying the ointment, Wang Dashan continued to sort the mushrooms in the basket.

Wang Youcai put the ointment into the house and helped to sort it out after returning. Today, their family picked six baskets and two bags of mushrooms, so they will be busy now.

The same thing happened at Old Zhou's house. Mushrooms were lying in the yard, and a group of people were surrounding the pile, picking them out.

Zhou Mingyuan washed his face and took out some "toys" from his pocket.

"Look, isn't it nice? I picked it up on the mountain, and I picked up a lot of fruit."

When the girls saw it, they thought the little thing was indeed pretty, except Zhou Mingshu who was visibly stunned.

Aren’t these pine cones and acorns?

"Mingyuan, did you pick it up on the mountain where you pick mushrooms?"

"Yes, there are still many more. I picked out a few nice ones and brought them back. If you like them, I'll get a few more next time."

"Hahaha, okay."

Zhou Mingshu was thinking hard. No wonder there were so many mushrooms on the mountain. Oak and pine forests love to grow mushrooms.

After listening to what my grandma said just now, it is not difficult to see that there are a lot of good things on this mountain.

She must go there when she finds a chance!

Pine trees can produce pine oil, and oak trees can produce acorns, which are all good things.

While picking mushrooms, Feng told everything that had happened at home. Old Mrs. Zhou nodded and planned to take out the money after dinner and asked Zhou Laoer to deliver it to the owner of the porcelain shop.

"Grandma, why don't you give it to me? I'm going to town tomorrow. Dad and my uncle are going east, and the porcelain shop is on the west. They have to go around a long way to get there and back."

"No, you are just a little girl. What if someone steals you away? Let your father go."

"Okay, my dad has long legs anyway, so it doesn't matter if he walks a few more steps."

Everyone burst into laughter and found what San Ya said very interesting.

It was already late when the mushrooms were picked out. Zhou Mingshu did not prepare a spoon, so Old Lady Zhou just cooked corn porridge, heated up some pancakes, fried a few plates of wild vegetables and a dish of mung bean sprouts, and ate them casually with pickles.

Everyone was very tired today, so we just ate something and then washed up and went to bed.

The sky was very clear after the rain. After drying his hair, Zhou Mingshu held his cheek and admired the night scenery.

The frogs were croaking particularly cheerfully tonight. Zhou Mingshu bought a pair of earplugs from the system, but they didn't help much.

She didn't fall asleep until she couldn't bear it anymore.

Early the next morning, she went to town with her father and uncle.

There were some mushrooms in the backpack, still covered with mud. After a whole night, the mushrooms were still very tender.

This is for Uncle Chen. The family picked more than they can eat, so they are giving some away to thank him for his kindness in the past.

Mr. Chen was checking yesterday's account book when he suddenly heard the voice of "Uncle Chen", which brought him back to reality.

"Hey, I'm here." Mr. Chen came out from behind the counter. "Why are you still carrying a backpack?"

When I looked closer, I found that it was half a basket of mushrooms.

"Oh my, we are in for a treat today." Mr. Chen took the backpack and went to the backyard with her.

Madam Xu was making breakfast in the kitchen. When she saw her husband and Zhou Mingshu coming over with a basket of mushrooms, she smiled and said she was polite.

Chen Banxia, ​​who was in the room, heard Zhou Mingshu's voice and opened the door before she had even tied up her hair. "Sister Mingshu, you're finally here. If you don't come back, I'll go to Lianglin Village to look for you."

Zhou Mingshu walked over with a smile, took the hair from her hand and helped her tie it up.

"It's all my fault. It's all my fault. I pounded the rice too hard. My arms are still sore today."

"Ah? It still hurts. Do you want me to put a plaster on you?"

"No, no, I'm almost healed. This little pain won't affect my work and eating, haha."

Seeing that she was determined not to do it, Chen Banxia stopped working.