It's so hard, I'm dressed like a group favorite in the 1960s

"Oh, you sound so sour. You just miss your precious granddaughter. Just say it directly. There's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Oh, and you really want to go out and play, right?" Min Yueyang looked at Grandpa Jiang's expression with a smile on his face, and found it very interesting.

He thought to himself: This Jiang Junjun is really not easy, he has to take these old guys who are like children around everywhere. This little apprentice is really good, and his later life is so interesting.

"Okay, we're almost done with our meal. Everyone, why don't you go take a look together?" Min Yueyang turned to look at the other elderly people and asked. After all, everyone got up early this morning and had basically finished their work, so they just had nothing to do.

"Come on, let's go take a look together! But wait a minute, let's wash the dishes before we set off." Yang Tiejun couldn't suppress the urge to find out what was going on. Seeing that everyone had finished their meal, they looked at each other and unanimously decided to go together.

It is strange that they have lived here for so many days, but they have never been to the surrounding mountains for a good stroll. This is mainly due to the previous situation, which is much better now, so

Before long, the group happily headed straight up the mountain. The route they took was exactly the same path Grandpa Jiang and Liu Qian had taken the day before. Along the way, everyone chatted and laughed, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Oh my! This mountain is truly marvelous! As the saying goes, mountains nurture generations of people. It's truly true!" Yu Zongming walked, reaching out and tightly grasping a handful of soil, feeling the warmth and richness of the earth. He smelled the fragrance of the land, "This can be considered our hometown."

Yu Zongming gazed quietly at the quiet and peaceful mountain village at the foot of the mountain, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

This small village will witness every bit of his son's growth, and it is also the place where his son will rediscover the world, understand the true meaning of life, and gain insight into the good and evil of human nature. Because of this, Yu Zongming's feelings for this land are different from others. It carries too many precious memories and deep emotional ties.

He didn't know what it would be like after many years, but he just hoped that he would get better and better.

At this moment, Min Yueyang suddenly said: "Plant some honeysuckle, Pistacia chinensis, Bupleurum chinense..." He listed a series of Chinese medicinal names in one breath.

However, the other people were completely confused and could only look at him blankly.

Min Yueyang rolled his eyes at them in dissatisfaction and complained unhappily, "What a bunch of losers! I can't count on you. If only my clever little apprentice were here. Forget it, I'll write a letter after I get back, detailing everything I need and what I should pay attention to.

"When the time comes, remember to send this letter to Fang Yanjin's grandfather and ask that experienced old man to help arrange everything. "With your amateurish appearance, if you rashly go out to purchase these Chinese medicinal herbs, you will definitely be cheated by those unscrupulous merchants." He shook his head helplessly, lamenting that different trades are like different mountains.

Upon hearing this, the others were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter. Indeed, this group of people came from all corners of the country, with diverse backgrounds and expertise. Some were proficient in medicine, others in martial arts, still others were well-versed in poetry and songs, and even experts in chemistry... It was hard to imagine how they had managed to coexist so harmoniously until now; perhaps it was a miracle in itself.

Liu Qian looked at Grandpa Jiang and felt that this old man was still the most powerful. Look at other places, they are avoiding the people in the cowshed and want to drive them out of the village.

But in their Qunshan Village, these are all treasures! Look, how much help they have received. And Liu Qian has a feeling that sooner or later these people will leave here.

Liu Qian looked at these people and believed that even if one day they really left here, they would still remember Qunshan Village and the people of Qunshan Village.

I really hope that day comes sooner.

Because of this group of outsiders who knew nothing about the relevant field, a few days later, Mr. Fang, who was far away in Kyoto, received a thick letter.

When he opened the envelope, he found that in addition to a dense list of names of Chinese medicinal herbs, there were only a few words written by Min Yueyang: "The Qunshan Village where your granddaughter-in-law's family lives plans to plant medicinal herbs. Please be sure to make proper arrangements." Seeing this, Grandpa Fang couldn't help but laugh.

"These old guys! They seem to be afraid that I will refuse to help them arrange this matter. They even deliberately use my grandson's wife as an excuse." Old Master Fang shook his head helplessly, then handed the letter to Uncle Liu beside him and instructed: "You immediately go to the place that Junjun's master gave her and ask them to help make the necessary preparations."

In fact, before this, Jiang Junjun had already carefully planned and arranged everything before leaving Kyoto.

Whether it was the Fang family, the Zhou family, or the Gu family, she explained in detail to those close to her the identity and background of each person, among other important information. This way, when they were dealing with each other, they could easily identify each other, thus avoiding unnecessary trouble and misunderstandings.

Especially this Chinese medicine shop, you can go there whenever you feel unwell.

"I understand. Also, Junjun and the others have sent word that they've traveled to many places recently, taken a large number of beautiful photos, and have already sent them back by mail.

"In my opinion, those photos should be delivered to us soon." Uncle Liu responded to Mr. Fang's instructions while recalling Jiang Junjun's last words on the phone: "Tell Grandpa and the others not to be envious."

Uncle Liu couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at?

That little brat is always making mischief!

But look at Li Na, she has already started learning photography. She also said that when she has free time, she will take more beautiful photos and send them to her in-laws.

"I think she's probably just trying to show off her improved photography skills." While Mr. Fang was thinking this, he suddenly stood up and continued to mutter, "Come on, let's go out for a walk together."

There are so few people in this house that it feels really deserted and boring.

Let’s go and hang out with Lao Zhou and the others, and buy some things to send to those old guys.

That’s right, and that rascal Zhao Peng, I need to pick out some good books for him. Last time we talked on the phone, didn’t he complain that there were no books to read…” Just like that, Old Man Fang walked ahead with big strides, talking non-stop like a machine gun, while Uncle Liu followed quietly behind, listening without a word.

In fact, he knew in his heart that the old man missed Miss Junjun and the others again. It would be strange if he said he didn't miss them, after all, he missed them too.