Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Although her house was simple, she kept it in good order.

Shen Li squatted down gently, with a hint of anticipation and joy in her eyes. She reached out and took out the herbs that she had recently dug in the mountains.

The first thing that caught my eye was the honeysuckle, whose tender green leaves seemed to still be covered with the morning dew of the mountains, exuding a touch of freshness even in the simple house;

Next is the ginseng, its thick roots intact, like a tiny ginseng spirit lying there quietly, emitting a faint medicinal fragrance;

There is also Polygonum multiflorum, whose vines are winding and entwined, like a small life full of vitality.

Shen Li carefully packed these herbs into a small bamboo basket that she had carefully woven. Although the bamboo basket was rough, it was filled with her full love.

After everything was ready, Shen Li turned around and went back to her father's room with brisk steps.

Shen Shaodong was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring out the window in a daze, as if worried about how his family would make a living after his injury.

Just then, he heard light footsteps, and when he looked up, he saw Shen Li coming in holding a bamboo basket.

Shen Li walked up to her father and gently pulled away the thatch covering the bamboo basket, like a little magician showing off her treasure.

In an instant, all kinds of herbs inside were revealed, and the most incredible thing was that there was a ginseng and a Polygonum multiflorum with their roots intact lying quietly inside!

The roots of the ginseng are like an old man's beard, intricate yet well-organized, while the tuberous roots of the Polygonum multiflorum appear simple and heavy.

At this time, Shen Li's clear voice sounded like a mountain stream: "Dad, these are what I found in the mountains these two days."

"In the past, Daddy worked hard to take them to town to sell them."

"Now that you're injured, Dad, I want to ask you, how do I get to town? And where can I sell these herbs?"

Shen Shaodong's heart was actually like a calm lake with a huge rock thrown into it, causing ripples of shock.

He quickly reached out his hand and pulled his daughter into his arms, holding her tightly as if she were his most precious treasure.

His rough big hand gently touched her little head, and he said in an extremely gentle voice: "None of this is your responsibility, my dear daughter."

"These are all Daddy's responsibilities. You're still so young, there's no need to worry so much!"

Shen Shaodong's eyes were full of love. He looked at Shen Li and continued, "Look! Daddy feels much better now. Tomorrow Daddy will take it to the town to sell."

Shen Li slowly raised her head and looked up at her father. Tears seemed to be flashing in her dark eyes, and she felt as if her heart was filled with a warm current.

Although this home is as poor as a barren land, it is filled with deep love, a love that can withstand all the coldness in the world.

Her voice was filled with a hint of shyness and anticipation as she asked softly, "Daya wants to go with Daddy, too. Is that okay?"

Shen Shaodong's face was filled with a gentle smile, and he said softly, "Of course! When we sell the silver, Daddy will buy you some candy!"

As he spoke, he casually opened the shabby wooden cabinet again, took out a pair of cloth shoes from it, and said with a smile: "These are the cloth shoes that Dad bought you last time. Your mother has already washed them clean for you. Wear new shoes tomorrow. Let's get up early and go together!"

Shen Li's eyes suddenly lit up, but she was still a little worried, and asked hurriedly: "Is Daddy's wound really okay?"

Shen Shaodong laughed and said, "It's okay, it's just a minor skin injury."

As he spoke, he gently pinched his daughter's cheek, as if teasing a cute little animal, "You don't have to worry!"

Shen Li was as happy as a little bird that got candy, and shouted happily: "Great! Daddy is so nice!"

This heartwarming scene filled with fatherly love and filial piety is like a ray of warm sunshine, slowly spreading in this dilapidated, leaky thatched house, driving away all the haze and sorrow.

Here, Zhang Xiu Niang was also beaming. Standing before the simple stove, a look of satisfaction etched in her eyes. She first boiled a pot of hot water, the flames dancing joyfully in the hearth, illuminating her face.

The hot water was bubbling in the pot. Zhang Xiu Niang gently placed the pheasant into the pot and skillfully turned it back and forth with her hands, allowing the hot water to fully soak every inch of its feathers.

After a while, she began to remove the hair carefully. Her movements were gentle and neat, as if she was treating a fine work of art.

After removing all the pheasant's feathers, she washed it repeatedly until the pheasant was spotless.

Then, she picked up the mushrooms that Shen Li had picked up from the mountains. Those mushrooms looked like cute little umbrellas, exuding the scent of the mountains and forests.

Zhang Xiu Niang put the mushrooms and pheasant into the pot, added enough water, and began to simmer slowly.

As time passed, the rich aroma of mushroom and chicken slowly spread. The aroma was like an invisible hand, tempting people's taste buds and filling the whole house with an enticing scent.

After a while, the food was ready.

In addition to the delicious pot of chicken soup, Zhang Xiu Niang also luxuriously fried two eggs with wild onions, boiled some potatoes, and made multi-grain pancakes with coarse grains.

She poured half of the chicken soup into a large ceramic bowl, then placed the other dishes on the table one by one. She wiped her hands and called out to the main room, "Daya, the food is ready, come and eat!"

Zhang Xiu Niang had just served the chicken soup and was about to serve it when she saw her daughter supporting her husband and walking out with a staggering gait.

She quickly put down the bowl in her hand, took a few quick steps, and supported Shen Shaodong on the other side. As she walked, she asked with concern: "Husband, why did you get up? I'll just bring the meal over."

Shen Shaodong looked at the person who was holding him up, with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and said, "I'm almost well now, but Daya insisted on holding me up!"

He was placed at the table with a flushed face, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for the trouble you and your mother have had these past two days. I'm sorry for making you worry."

Zhang Xiu Niang couldn't help but wipe the tears from her eyes and said, "What are you talking about, my husband? I'm glad you're okay. If anything happened to you, we three mothers wouldn't know how to live on."

Shen Li saw the slightly heavy atmosphere and hurriedly said, "Daddy! Mommy! I'm almost starving. Let's eat!"

Zhang Xiu Niang quickly and gently said, "Ah, Daya has been working hard in the mountains all day and must be hungry. You two should eat quickly!"

As she spoke, she stood up, picked up the large earthenware bowl, and said, "I'll take this chicken soup to mother."

Shen Li quickly stood up and said, "Mom, you and Dad eat first. I'll go take it to Grandma. I'm fast!"

After saying that, he took the pottery bowl and ran out like a gust of wind.

Zhang: ...When she reacted, she hurriedly shouted: "Slow down! Don't spill it!" But Shen Li had already disappeared...