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

The mother, daughter and her two daughters pushed the cart to a secluded mountain spring. Yang Xiuying opened the space panel and sold all the milk apples and ferns she had purchased today.

Ding, 5800 yuan has been credited to the Space Mall.

Balance RMB.

Then Yang Xiuying went to the rice section and found rice that cost two yuan per catty. She bought a total of 600 catties of rice, including the rice for her family to eat and the rice to be exchanged tomorrow, spending yuan.

Taohua and Shiliu were very excited when they saw the rice appearing on the empty cart. They would have endless rice to eat from now on. Not only would they have rice to eat, but everyone in the entire Futian Village would also have endless rice to eat as long as they were diligent.

That’s great! They don’t have to go hungry anymore.

The family consumed a lot of food during this period, so Yang Xiuying bought a few bags of flour, corn flour, and baking powder.

Looking at the car full of food, I felt inexplicably at ease. I don’t have to worry as long as I have food stored at home.

"Tomorrow I plan to go to the city to sell some angelica again. I agreed with Doctor Xu last time that if I dig up some angelica, I will send it to her. I want to send it a few times every few days so that we can exchange the money in the space for silver.

"Then you can say that you two sisters were digging for wild vegetables on a nearby hill and found some angelica. There are already some peach blossoms planted on a nearby hill. No one should doubt it, and even if someone wants to dig, they can only find some small ones."

The two daughters responded obediently

"Don't worry, mother, we won't let anything slip."

"We will help A Niang to cover up."

Shi Liu was very strong and pushed the full basket of grain towards home. After arriving home, Tao Hua and Shi Liu brought the grain into the house and sorted it out.

The third sister, Guihua, and several of her sisters made a larger fence out of bamboo, locked the seventh sister's rabbit in it, and cut some tender grass to feed the rabbit.

Yang Xiuying found the floral fabrics she had bought in Nanyang Prefecture and called the children in. "Take a look at which ones you like. I'll ask Aunt Wang to make you some clothes someday."

The seven daughters looked at the fabrics on the table. There were two types of fabrics, one with a red background and small floral patterns, and one with a blue background and small floral patterns. Both types of fabrics were very beautiful. The little girls just liked this kind of floral fabric.

Taohua looked at the fabrics on the table and realized that Xiuying asked for her opinion because she wanted to make new clothes for them. Looking at Xiuying's tattered and patched clothes, Taohua lowered her head and said softly, "Mother, don't make my share. Just make a new one for me. I can still wear this one."

Her mother didn't have any new clothes to wear, so how could she, as a daughter, wear new clothes? She was the eldest sister in the family and had to give in to her younger sisters.

Yang Xiuying looked at her eldest daughter and recalled the first time she boiled six eggs. She knew she was reluctant to do so, but she was willing to do so for her sisters and her mother.

"This fabric is suitable for you little girls. Auntie is old, so she should wear dark colors."

Xiuying said this and took out a piece of dark green cloth with a subtle pattern.

This piece of fabric is exactly the one Taohua recommended to Yang Xiuying last time.

Xiuying said, "Let's each make a new set of clothes first. Tomorrow, when my mother goes to the city to sell some angelica, we can buy some cloth and make a few quilts."

Taohua's ears flushed red as she whispered, "Everything is up to Mother."

She also wanted to wear new clothes, but if her mother had no clothes, she would not accept them no matter what.

Several young girls reached out and touched the flowery fabric.

"Mother, this fabric is so beautiful."

"Mother, I want the blue one."

"I want the red one."

"That's great, we have new clothes to wear too."

"We don't have to pick up the stinky and tattered clothes of the rich and powerful who brought honor to their ancestors."

After saying that, the girls looked at Yang Xiuying at a loss.

Yang Xiuying nodded heavily: "With A Niang here, you will never pick up the rags of those four brats again. A Niang will make new clothes for you every season."

My daughter should be dressed up in pink and pretty, like a little princess.

The laughter of mothers and daughters could be heard from the house. The seven girls had never worn new clothes yet, but they were already satisfied with just one piece. How could they dare to expect new clothes for every season? Even the village chief's family only made a long gown for their youngest son who was studying every year, thinking that their mother was just trying to make them happy.

Looking at the seven daughters in front of her, Yang Xiuying still felt that she was making too little money just by selling angelica.

Each time, I can only make a maximum of seven or eight taels of silver. Any more is not acceptable. Moreover, I can only sell it once every few days. If I make a profit of seven or eight taels each time, how long will it take to make enough money?

She earned too little. She envied the heroine in the novel, who could easily earn a hundred or a thousand taels of silver. She was really too poor.

Yang Xiuying spent the whole night thinking about ways to get rich, and fell asleep in a daze at dawn.

……

Yang Xiuying, who was sleeping soundly, heard a familiar shout and she suddenly opened her eyes and sat up.

Taohua stopped outside the house and pleaded with tears in her eyes, "Mother has been very busy these past few days. Please let her have a good rest."

Zhao's mother, who had hurried over, was shocked when she heard this. She was surprised to find that she had come too early. She wondered if Yang Xiuying, that little hoof, was still sleeping. She had only drunk a few sips of porridge for breakfast and hadn't even eaten the black-flour steamed bun before she came.

Mother Zhao's eyes were dark. She hadn't slept all night, wondering what Yang Xiuying was up to. She tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Finally, she thought that Yang Xiuying was planning to take the Zhao family's food. She was addicted to extorting food.

Before dawn, Zhao's mother got up, pulled her eldest daughter-in-law up, asked her to prepare the meal, and ran out after eating a few bites.

Unexpectedly, Yang Xiuying was still asleep. Mother Zhao howled, "How could our Zhao family marry such a daughter-in-law? She's still lying in bed so early in the morning. Poor granddaughter! Her father is dead, and yet she has to serve this lazy woman at such a young age! Everyone, come and judge for yourself. How can she still have the mind to lie in bed when her husband is dead..."

Yang Xiuying was listening inside. Mother Zhao was trying to ruin her reputation. If she slept a little longer, this old woman would frame her. This old woman had an extraordinary ability to confuse right and wrong.

Taohua advised: "Grandma, don't talk nonsense, Grandma is really tired, she just wants to rest for a while."

"Stop arguing!" Yang Xiuying yelled and walked out of the room: "What's wrong with me sleeping a little longer? You can't sleep yourself, and you don't let others sleep. You won't sleep if your man dies?

Have you ever taken care of your granddaughters? You still have the nerve to mention it here. If I hadn't separated from my daughters, you would have sold them long ago!"

When Zhao's mother heard this, she felt a little guilty. If Yang Xiuying wanted to find people from the next village to confront her, she would lose face.