Farming with kids: My deceased husband returns and I spoil him rotten.

Shang Qing was still hesitant, but when he saw Lao Zong's appearance, his brows furrowed again.

Although this person's origins are unknown, he will not harm them.

Most importantly, he doesn't have the same mindset as Liu Bazi. He is highly skilled in martial arts, and although he can't show his face, he can still handle many things in secret.

After repeatedly comparing Lao Zong and Liu Bazi, Shang Qing finally nodded and grasped Gu Yu's arm again.

“I do have a way, but I hope you can guarantee my family’s safety before you leave.”

"Of course that's no problem."

Upon receiving this reply, Shang Qing looked at the few points he had left and had no choice but to exchange the other points he had earned earlier for points as well.

Once you have accumulated enough points, you can directly exchange them for healing medicine.

However, it would seem too deliberate to take it out in person, so I could only promise to give him the medicine tomorrow before turning around and leaving.

After closing the door behind her, Shang Qing looked at her empty points with a heavy heart, but quickly felt relieved and walked back to her room to rest.

The next morning.

To avoid making the medication seem abrupt, he had to walk quickly into the back mountain alone, pick some mushrooms, and then carry the small bottle, which was covered in mud, home.

"This is medicine for your brother; he'll recover quickly after taking it."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Looking at the porcelain bottle covered in mud in his hand, Lao Zong could guess that it was extremely important and had been hidden very well.

If this were brought out now, it would probably cause Shang Qing, who has had a difficult life, great heartache.

What he didn't know was that the other person was indeed a little unhappy, but also felt it wasn't a bad deal, and recovered after one night.

She waved to Lao Zong, who clearly wanted to do something more, then turned and went into the kitchen, quickly dividing the mushroom soup into two large portions and placing them on either side.

"These are edible, take them in yourselves."

"Pan'er, Nian'er, shall we go to town again today?"

Having witnessed the town's prosperity the day before, the two children nodded without hesitation and ran into the house with their rice bowls.

Looking at the well-cared-for baby, Shang Qing knew that it was the two children who had done it. She gently tidied her stray hairs and quickly started eating her breakfast.

After putting down their bowls and chopsticks, the group rushed to the town as quickly as possible.

Although it had everything, because of the different eras they lived in, it seemed exceptionally impoverished in the eyes of the downloader, Shang Qing.

"Mother, should we continue selling bamboo sections? There's no one selling them here..."

“Bamboo joints are indeed feasible, but it’s not a long-term solution. One day, when everyone in his family has one, no one will be selling them anymore.”

As if to prove what Shang Qing said, the children around them all had an extra bamboo tube about the size of an arm around their waists, and there was more or less water inside.

The two children stared at them in astonishment, wanting to ask for clarification, but were pulled to their side by their mother.

"We've seen enough for today, why don't we go buy some things?"

Upon hearing this, Shang Qing suddenly remembered that he had already used all the money he had left to exchange for points yesterday, and his brows furrowed again.

Seemingly sensing the other person's predicament, the two children, who should have been curious about everything, simply shook their heads and tried to pull the person back.

"Don't worry, Mother still has some copper coins, enough to buy some snacks."

"But the most important thing is to get you some new clothes, otherwise this winter..."

Shang Qing frowned slightly, laboriously pulled out all the copper coins from his pockets and put them in his hand, then gave the two children a helpless smile.

Knowing that they still had some money at home, they did not resist and nodded, then followed them into the clothing shop.

There were indeed a few outfits that would suit Gu Pan'er and Gu Nian'er, but after asking around, she gave up the idea of ​​buying them.

"Mother, I remembered the fabric you bought yesterday. Why don't we buy some needles and thread to take home?"

"That's the only way to do it."

Although her handicraftsmanship wasn't very good, she could still make two sets of clothes by spending the money to ask other women to help her.

Having thought things through, Shang Qing didn't hesitate in the shop and turned to leave.

"Mom, I'm a little hungry, could you go buy me a steamed bun?"

"Since we're out here, let's have a good meal and spend all the money."

The two children already knew the importance of money, so they naturally disagreed, shaking their heads vigorously and pointing to the stall next to them.

Noticing their gazes, Shang Qing knew there was no other way but to follow them forward.

"Shopkeeper, give me three portions..."

"A bowl of plain noodles, plus two large steamed buns."

She wasn't upset that her child had gotten there first. She just turned to look at the menu made of bamboo rafts hanging in front of the stove, and suddenly a clue came to her.

Having finally managed to get a sense of things going, Shang Qing smiled.

The two children noticed their mother's smile and couldn't help but smile back, making a few noises.

The noise grew louder and louder until the three of them were laughing incessantly amidst the strange looks from others.

"Sir/Madam, here is your order. Please enjoy."

"Mom, this steamed bun is bigger than my head. We definitely can't finish it. Should we save it for dinner?"

Shang Qing didn't want the children to feel wronged, but seeing their troubled expressions, she nodded in agreement, wrapped them in a handkerchief, and placed them aside.

It seemed like they hadn't eaten such good food in a long time, because the two children wolfed down their food, but still remembered to leave a portion for Shang Qing.

The three of them finished eating around the same time, wiped the grease from their mouths, and then slowly walked out of the stall and headed back to the village.

But as she walked to a corner, she suddenly saw a withered old man sitting there, surrounded by stacks of bamboo baskets of various sizes.

“Mother, it’s just as you said, except that Grandpa did a better job than us, and it even has patterns.”

"You're so skillful. If you could learn how to do it, you wouldn't have to worry about selling your products."

After thinking for a moment, Shang Qing finally mustered up the courage to walk over, but he was too embarrassed to say anything afterward and could only observe from the side.

He had noticed her appearance long ago, and he looked up and handed her three bamboo baskets of different sizes.

"Give it to them."

"I can't accept this. Although it's not big, it still took a lot of effort. I can't just take it for free."

Shang Qing wanted to buy it with money, but when she checked her pockets, she found that the little money she had was practically worthless, so she could only hand over the big steamed bun she had brought.

Seemingly surprised to receive such a steamed bun in exchange, the old man smiled helplessly but did not refuse, and simply put the item into the basket beside him.

Shang Qing showed no courtesy to his subordinates, even placing the youngest one in the hands of the child behind him, letting the little hands do as they pleased.

These should be considered handicrafts, different from what she weaves. They should be worth some money if put into the system.

But doing so will upset some of the children.

Shang Qing was somewhat troubled, but considering that his family was struggling to make ends meet, he ultimately decided to use his points to exchange for more useful items.