The young couple from the farm fights back

When Jiang Li was washing the rice and putting it into the pot, Zhou Chunfeng came to the kitchen to help add firewood. He had overheard the conversation between Jiang Li and Aunt Hu in front of the door.

"I'll cut you two wooden sticks later. Hold them in your hands for self-defense when you go up the mountain in the morning."

Zhou Chunfeng asked Jiang Li to protect himself, and what he was protecting himself from was naturally the poisonous creatures in the mountains.

"Okay." Jiang Li didn't mind that she was in charge of external affairs while Zhou Chunfeng was in charge of internal affairs.

After all, the two of them need to divide the work, and someone needs to look after the three children. Besides, Zhou Chunfeng should take advantage of this period to take care of his health. Moreover, he has to write the word "Feng" at home after buying red paper today.

"Why did you agree to bring people up the mountain with you?" Based on his understanding of Jiang Li, this woman always likes to be alone when doing things.

Jiang Li took the wooden pot lid and covered it, then glanced at the firewood he had added. He smiled helplessly and said, "You're stupid. The eldest family has never had anyone close to them in the village to help them. Why don't we take advantage of such a good opportunity? Besides, these are all mountain goods, so they will always be picked by others. It's just a favor."

Zhou Chunfeng nodded, that was indeed the truth.

"Aunt Hu is a good person. When I saw Heng Ge'er in the fields before, she would occasionally tear off half a piece of bread for the child to eat. That's what makes Aunt Hu better than other families."

Zhou Chunfeng raised his eyebrows. Having never read the novel, he naturally didn't know the details.

"You stay here and watch the fire. I'll go back to the house and cut the paper for you. Tomorrow you have to write the word 'Feng' for me."

"..."

Zhou Chunfeng chuckled twice, his laughter somewhat helpless yet inexplicably satisfying: "Okay."

In the evening, Jiang Li cooked a small pot of millet and red date porridge and steamed four white flour buns. The children, who were having millet porridge for the first time, were so greedy that they almost swallowed their tongues. Little An Ge also opened his mouth and waited for him to feed him mouthful after mouthful.

After eating and drinking, pull out my beard.

So, the full-fledged little Ang whined and asked Zhou Chunfeng to hold him.

Jiang Li's eyes curved with joy, and he couldn't help but teasing: "Today I bought red paper, and I also bought a small dagger. Just shave gently and shave your beard clean."

In the past, the only knife that the eldest wife could use was a sickle. Zhou Chunfeng could only shave his beard with the sickle, and a few hairs would always be left behind at his jaw.

"Okay, shave it when you wash your face tomorrow morning." Zhou Chunfeng glanced at his youngest son and thought to himself, you little rascal, you'd better grow up quickly and be more resistant to beatings.

The next morning, at daybreak, Jiang Li opened the door and saw his young wife waiting at the wooden shed on the roadside.

Aunt Hu's daughter-in-law, Zhao, is not much younger than Jiang.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law." Zhao was a little embarrassed. She had never dealt with Jiang before.

She had watched the farce between Jiang Li and Lin outside the house the last time. Now facing Jiang Li, she felt a little scared.

But my mother-in-law said that if I went up the mountain with Jiang, I could learn to identify mountain products, so I had to bite the bullet and look for them.

"Good morning." Jiang Li raised her lips and smiled.

Perhaps it was Jiang Li's easygoing expression that eased Zhao's tension, and a smile gradually appeared on her face. "Good morning, sister-in-law."

Jiang Li saw that she was carrying a basket with a sickle and a small hoe in it, so she was well prepared.

"wait for me a while."

Zhao nodded repeatedly: "Okay sister-in-law, you go ahead and do your thing."

After a short while, Jiang Li finished washing up, put on the bamboo basket, closed the door, and went to the foot of the mountain with Zhao.

Jiang Li gave Zhao a wooden stick and said, "Take this. When you get to the mountain, don't pull weeds with your hands. You might run into poisonous things."

"Okay, sister-in-law." Zhao took the wooden stick, feeling warm in her heart, and her impression of Jiang Li changed even more.

But when they passed by Jiutouao, Jiang Li did not take Zhao up the mountain, but continued forward.

Zhao couldn't help but blink: "Sister-in-law, are we going to another mountain?"

"Well, let's go to other mountains to have a look." The Nine-headed Ao was trampled to pieces by the villagers yesterday, and there would be no good things to be found on the mountain.

Besides, she was certain that Jiutouao was out of iron stick yams, so she might as well go to another mountain called Dianqiao, which wasn't far away anyway. It was still early, and the sky was only beginning to lighten when they reached the foot of the mountain.

Dianqiao Mountain is separated from the end of the village by two mountains. Usually, except for hunters, few people go to Dianqiao Mountain to look for mountain products. Not only do they think it is too far, but they also think that Dianqiao Mountain is small and there are no good products.

When Jiang Li was working in the fields a few days ago, she deliberately looked at the direction of Qiao Mountain. Most of the mountain was in the shade, and her intuition told her that there were good things on this mountain.

Sure enough, soon after they went up the mountain, they saw a thriving field of Atractylodes lancea, Isatis indigotica, and Lithospermum officinale. Jiang Li couldn't help but wonder, didn't the barefoot doctors in farming stories always go up the mountain to collect herbs?

Zhao saw Jiang Li picking at a patch of weeds at her feet with a wooden stick, blinked, and asked, "Sister-in-law, is this yam?"

"Yes, it's called Atractylodes lancea and is worth a little money, but let's go a little further in. If we don't find anything good, we can come out and pick some."

Zhao nodded repeatedly. She never thought that the inconspicuous weeds could be valuable herbs.

At that moment, Zhao looked at Jiang Li with eyes full of admiration.

The two continued to climb deeper into the mountain and then went down to the back of the mountain. The further they went to the back of the mountain, the cooler it became. It was the first time for Zhao to enter such a secluded valley. She couldn't help but get goose bumps all over her body and followed Jiang Li's footsteps closely.

Birds and beasts were screaming and flying in the jungle, and the sparse movements were creepy, but Jiang Li was not afraid at all and continued to lead people down.

At this time, Jiang Li noticed an old rotten wood in front of her, which looked quite old. Her intuition as a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner told her to go there.

Zhao watched Jiang Li lead her closer and closer to the shade, and the timid Zhao couldn't help but start clattering her legs.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, isn't this place too desolate?"

Jiang Li heard this and turned back to smile at him: "Don't be afraid, just follow me closely."

Zhao had to admire Jiang Li's courage. She was really afraid that a ferocious beast, such as a wild boar, would suddenly jump out.

From a distance, Jiang Li's eyes were fixed on the tree hole of one of the large rotten trees. When she approached, she first used the wooden stick in her hand to poke a few times in the hole to make sure there was no poisonous substance in the hole, then rolled up her sleeves and started to dig it out.

Zhao was so scared that she grabbed her from behind: "Sister-in-law, don't, what if there is a snake inside?" What if there is a snake?

Zhao didn't have the courage to say the last sentence.

This place was blocked by trees and was dark, shady, damp and wet. Zhao swallowed in fear.

"It's okay, trust me." Jiang Li comforted and continued to reach in to feel around.

Zhao held Jiang Li's sleeve tightly throughout the whole process and stared at her facial expression. As long as Jiang Li showed any sign of abnormality, she would immediately help her pull her hand out.

Jiang Li slowly stretched her hand inside. The tree hole was very deep and long. Half of her body was almost pressed against the edge of the rotten wood. Soon, her fingertips touched something slippery and soft.

Zhao's heart shuddered, fearing that she had encountered something bad.

Jiang Li touched it a few more times to confirm what was inside. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He pulled his hand out and took a few breaths.

The thing was simply too deep inside, and her hands weren't long enough to get it completely out.

After thinking for a moment, he stepped one foot onto the rotten wood limbs and continued to reach inside.

Seeing this, Zhao supported her from behind and said, "Sister-in-law, you, you have to be careful..."

"Hey~, I found it."

Zhao:......

What did you touch?

Jiang Li pursed her lips, held her breath, and hooked her hand down a little more. After a while, Zhao Shi vaguely heard a crackling sound, like the sound of tearing cloth.