Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Now I have to sell preserved eggs as many times as possible. Preserved eggs are the only thing I make a living from. I won’t sell rice paper and angelica too frequently, nor can I teach too much.

It is imperative to make rice paper and angelica material so that they can be mass-produced in a legitimate manner. However, this is not the right time yet. Whether it is ceding land or a war, we must make more money now.

Xiuying bought two hundred chicken eggs and one hundred duck eggs from the space and placed them in the egg storage area. She also bought a few rabbits and placed them in the rabbit pen. She found that the children especially loved to eat rabbit meat, and rabbits could also be raised on a large scale, and rabbit meat and rabbit skins could be sold for money.

Guihua saw Shiliu going to sell preserved eggs, so she turned around and went to make preserved eggs again.

Guihua prepared the ingredients skillfully, muttering to herself, "I have to hurry up and make more preserved eggs so that my second sister can bring more to sell next time." Fine beads of sweat gradually seeped out of her forehead, but she never stopped for a moment.

The fourth sister was not idle either. Seeing that her sisters were busy, she carried a basket on her back and went up the mountain to cut cypress branches for wrapping preserved eggs.

The ash used to wrap preserved eggs must be made from burned cypress branches.

The small figure of the fourth child appeared determined and stubborn on the mountain road, humming a tuneless little tune to encourage himself.

"If I chop more cypress branches, I can make more wood ash. My third sister can make more preserved eggs, and my second sister can sell more. The money I earn can reduce my mother's burden."

The wind was blowing on the mountain, and the fourth child's face was blown red.

Chen Zexi and Xiao Laoqi were picking eggs in the chicken coop. They were counting as they picked them up. There were so many that they couldn't count them all and they became confused after a while.

Chen Zexi shouted excitedly: "Seventh sister, look at this litter, there are so many!"

Little Seven said in a baby voice, "Brother Chen, I can hardly hold it anymore! Our chickens lay so many eggs."

Chen Zexi nodded: "Yes, I picked up one or two hundred eggs last night."

Their laughter echoed in the chicken coop, and the chicks were scared and ran around.

Afan was cleaning the pigpen with a broom. The two little piglets had grown a lot bigger than when they first arrived.

Ah Fan looked at the lively little piglets and said to himself with a smile: "These two little guys are growing up quite fast."

The piglets were having fun in the pigpen, and Afan got a lot of mud on himself, but Afan didn't care and continued to clean diligently.

In the kitchen, Taohua was asking Xiuying for the secret of making dry-pot rabbit. She found out that Brother Chen especially loved to eat dry-pot rabbit, so she had to learn it.

Xiuying stared at Taohua's movements seriously. "My dear, you must remember the proportions of these seasonings. The most important thing is the hot pot base."

Xiuying explained patiently, "Don't be impatient, Taohua. First, cut the rabbit meat and marinate it with cooking wine."

Taohua nodded repeatedly and followed Xiuying's instructions carefully. She wanted to learn how to cook anything that Brother Chen liked to eat.

Little Laoliu looked at his mother and sisters who were busy with work, and he couldn't sit idle either, so he carried a small backpack and went out of the yard.

As she walked, she thought about what she could do to help, and said to herself: "I'll go pick some vegetables. If I don't pick them now, they will get old. I'll pick them and make vegetable and egg soup." The small figure quickly disappeared on the path outside the courtyard gate.

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Hongmei lay on the bed groaning when she got home. Hongmei's father was Li Bao, a butcher from the next village. When he heard that his daughter was taken to the yamen, beaten and paraded through the streets, he ran over angrily and took out all his anger on Zhou Dazhu.

As soon as Zhou Dazhui's father-in-law Li Bao entered the room, he shouted loudly: "Zhou Dazhui, you are a useless thing. You can't even protect your own wife!" Zhou Dazhui nodded in agreement, lowered his head and dared not say a word.

Li Bao walked to the bedside and looked at his daughter's haggard appearance. He felt distressed: "My daughter, you have suffered so much!"

He turned around and yelled at Zhou Dazhu: "Tell me, what should we do about this?"

Zhou Dazhu stammered, "Dad, I...I didn't expect it to be like this."

Li Bao's eyes widened in anger: "I didn't expect that? You are a coward! What can you do?"

Li Bao left behind a piece of fat meat and some change and asked Zhou Dazhu to take good care of his daughter.

Zhou Dazhu nodded quickly: "Dad, don't worry, I will take good care of Hongmei." Li Bao snorted and left with a flick of his sleeves.

Zhou Dazhu came to the bedside with fat meat and change: "Hongmei, Dad has brought us some things, please take good care of yourself." Hongmei opened her eyes slightly and tears flowed down her face again.

The family can live a good life because of Li Bao's help. The village next door is not like the barren Futian Village, where there is not even a pig. The man in Aunt Li's family is also a butcher, and his butchering knife is rusty.

Old Man Hongmei always carries a pig-killing knife on his waist. No matter where he kills a pig, he will get the pig's offal and meat.

Old Man Hongmei hummed a little tune and took long strides. The knife gleamed coldly in the sunlight. Seeing this, people around him smiled and said, "Oh, you're out to kill pigs again!" Old Man Hongmei replied cheerfully, "Yeah, making a little money!"

Zhou Dazhu was afraid of his father-in-law from the bottom of his heart. First, he was afraid that his father-in-law would stop giving him support, and second, he was afraid of the knife in his father-in-law's hand.

Seeing his daughter-in-law lying on the bed, the words his father-in-law scolded him as a coward echoed in Zhou Dazhu's ears. Zhou Dazhu decided that he must avenge himself, otherwise he would never be able to raise his head in front of his father-in-law.

Zhou Dazhu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "I swear I will not be a human being if I don't avenge this!" There was a gleam of anger in his eyes.

Hongmei said weakly, "Dazhu, forget it. We can't afford to offend them." Zhou Dazhu looked at his wife and said, "No, I can't stand them bullying you like this."

After saying that, Zhou Dazhu ran out. He originally wanted to settle the score with Xiuying. On the way, he saw Xiao Laoliu picking vegetables alone in the fields, and a plan of revenge emerged in his mind.

Zhou Dazhu's eyes became fierce and evil, and he slowly approached Xiao Laoliu. Xiao Laoliu was unaware of the approaching danger and was still concentrating on picking vegetables. Zhou Dazhu hid in the grass nearby, observing Xiao Laoliu's every move.

Until no one passed by, he pounced on Xiao Laoliu.

Xiao Laoliu was frightened by the sudden attack and screamed: "Ah! Help!" She struggled desperately and the basket in her hand fell to the ground.

Zhou Dazhu covered Xiao Laoliu's mouth with his hands: "Don't scream! If you scream again, I will be rude to you!" Xiao Laoliu's frightened eyes were filled with tears.

Before Xiao Laoliu could react, his mouth was blocked by Zhou Dazhui and his hands and feet were tied up.

Little Laoliu made a whimpering sound, her eyes filled with fear and helplessness. Zhou Dazhu looked at her viciously: "Hmph, you were so proud, this is what happens to you!" After saying that, he carried Little Laoliu and walked towards a remote place.