After the little cannon fodder was reborn, he chose the villain childhood sweetheart

As soon as the gloves were made, Jiang Wan hurriedly gave them to Jiang Weiran to try on.

The result is huge.

Jiang Wan was a little annoyed. The cloth was clearly cut according to Jiang Weiran's hand, so how come it became bigger?

Jiang Weiran was so happy to receive the first gift from her daughter that she didn't even have time to dislike it. She immediately said, "Wan'er, I like this pair of gloves very much. They are a little big, but I can wear them."

Jiang Wan was unwilling, she said: "Dad, I will go back and make you another pair. This big pair is the first time I made it, and the sewing is not good-looking. Wait until I make you a better-looking pair of gloves."

Jiang Weiran felt warm in his heart. He did not discourage Jiang Wan's enthusiasm, but encouraged her, "Okay, Dad will wait. Wan'er, don't get tired."

What's so tiring about making a pair of gloves?

Doesn’t her old father love her too much?

Jiang Wan put on the gloves and went back to her room to cut the cloth again.

The day passed quickly, and as it was getting dark, Xie Lan still had to go up the mountain to collect firewood.

Hunter Wang was worried about the danger on the mountain at night, so he advised: "Xiao Lan, don't worry about the firewood. I will go to collect it every day. Even though I am walking on one leg now, I can still walk very fast with a cane."

In order to prove that he could jump conveniently on one leg, Wang the Hunter immediately jumped two steps with his crutch.

He hadn't walked a short distance when he was sweating and panting.

Xie Lan: “…”

Hunter Wang boasted: "It's nothing for a grown man to sweat a little. Don't worry, Xiaolan, I'll take care of the firewood at home!"

In fact, Xie Lan had already picked up half of the room's firewood.

But he was worried about the four kangs in his house, which would require a lot of firewood every day, so he wanted to pick up as much as he could.

Xie Lan looked at the sky and said, "I'll go again."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave. Xie Jing and Xiaohu ran out of the house, picked up the small backpacks and rushed to Xie Lan.

"Brother, Xiaohu and I will go with you!"

Xie Jing and Xiaohu had just listened to Jiang Weiran reading for a while, and when they heard Xie Lan was going to collect firewood, they hurried out.

Xie Lan did not refuse and led the two boys away.

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Jiang Wan stretched lazily, put down the needlework in her hands and looked out the window.

Before I knew it, it was time for dinner again.

Jiang Wan went to the kitchen and found that it was Jiang Weiran who was cooking, and Wang the Hunter was helping to light the fire.

"Dad, where are Xie Lan and the others?"

There are suddenly three fewer people at home, and it feels quite lonely.

"They went to collect firewood. Xiaolan has been collecting firewood all day, but he still went to collect more. This child is too sensible. He must be afraid that after he leaves tomorrow, no one will go to the mountain to collect firewood."

Jiang Weiran sighed as she cut vegetables.

Jiang Wan felt a little reluctant for no reason.

She and Xie Lan had lived under the same roof for more than two months. They had always been respectful to each other, making money by beating people up, and as a man and a woman, the work was not tiring.

Now that Xie Lan is going on a long journey, she is feeling a little uncomfortable as she has lost a capable assistant.

She returned to her room, sat on the kang, and searched for various goods in the trading mall.

Xie Lan was going to escort a convoy, which was a purely physical job that required crossing mountains and rivers, sleeping in the open air, and eating and drinking.

Although Xie Lan has a good foundation, it is inevitable that he will encounter unexpected dangers and accidents on the road.

And when traveling, the most important thing is food and drink.

Jiang Wan remembered that in the movies and TV shows she had watched before, the escorts always ate dry food, which was mainly biscuits.

If the conditions are better, they will also bring dried meat, but mainly they eat bread to fill their stomachs.

There is no particular requirement for drinking. Wherever you go, if there is a river or stream, you can set up camp and boil some water to drink.

It’s okay to eat flatbread and dried meat for two or three meals, but if you eat it for several days, it will definitely become boring and dull.

Now that the weather is cold again, it would be painful if we don’t have hot meals to fill our stomachs outside.

After careful selection, Jiang Wan bought Xie Lan some good things suitable for carrying on long journeys.

One is compressed biscuits and chocolate.

Compressed biscuits are very filling, and four or five bags are enough for Xie Lan to eat for several days.

Chocolate has a high sugar content. Eating a piece in the morning or afternoon will make you feel more energetic.

Besides, when the weather is cold, eating something sweet will make you feel comfortable.

When escorting an escort, one must remain vigilant throughout the journey and travel at a high intensity. At the end of the day, people and horses are exhausted, and the thing they lack the most is calories, which chocolate can make up for.

The second is milk tea powder and black oolong tea.

Pour the milk tea powder directly into the kettle, brew it with hot water, hang it on your body, and drink it whenever you want.

The black oolong tea is for Xie Lan to relieve fatigue. If she gets tired of milk tea, she can drink some tea to moisten her throat.

After choosing the food and drinks, Jiang Wan bought Xie Lan an antique copper kettle in the mall. It had a capacity of 600 ml and was enough for Xie Lan to drink for most of the day.

After thinking about it, Jiang Wan bought a pair of rabbit fur knee pads and a fox fur hat.

Thinking that Xie Lan would be going on a long journey and would be walking the most, she bought another pair of gray rabbit fur boots.

She deliberately chose an antique style, so the sole of the rabbit fur boots is not plastic but cloth.

After buying all the things, Jiang Wan sorted them into a cloth bag and prepared to give them to Xie Lan after dinner.

At this moment, the excited voices of Xie Jing and Xiaohu were heard outside.

"Sister-in-law, Uncle, Brother Wang, we found ginseng!"

Xie Jing's shout almost alarmed the family of Fourth Aunt Xie next door.

When Jiang Wan heard that there was ginseng, he forgot to pack his things and quickly opened the door to welcome him.

"Where's the ginseng?"

Xie Jing held a large piece of soil in both hands and said with an excited smile: "Sister-in-law, look, is this ginseng?!"

Before Jiang Wan could see clearly, she heard a mechanical electronic sound in her head: "Ding Dong, idiot detected a rare 100-year-old ginseng. Do you want to sell it?"

Jiang Wan was startled as she hadn't heard any sound from the trading mall for a long time.

She almost said the word "sell" in front of her family.

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and swallowed her words in time.

"Hmm...it seems so. How did you find it?"

Jiang Wan asked curiously.

Xie Jing confirmed the identity of the ginseng and smiled even more happily.

"Xiaohu and I went with my elder brother to the foot of the mountain to collect firewood. Later, my elder brother walked a little further up the mountain and found a plant that looked like ginseng. My elder brother had never dug ginseng before and was afraid that the roots would be damaged, so he dug up the entire piece of soil."

Jiang Wan was ashamed. Xie Lan's move was really rough.

But I have to say that Xie Lan’s approach was good.

If the roots of ginseng are broken, its appearance value will be greatly reduced and the selling price will not be that high.

"Where's your elder brother?"

Jiang Wan glanced behind Xie Jing a few times but did not see Xie Lan.

Xie Jing said: "Brother is still collecting firewood. He said he will be back soon."

Jiang Wan nodded and said, "Put the ginseng in the main room and get it out later."

"it is good!"

Xie Jing took Xiaohu and ran excitedly to the main room, where Jiang Weiran's meal was ready.

Jiang Wan paced back and forth at the gate of the courtyard, looking out from time to time.

About a cup of tea later, Xie Lan came back from a distance carrying a pile of firewood taller than him.