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

After struggling to climb the mountain, Shang Qing realized just how dangerous this path, which was so easy to walk during the day, was at night.

"I should have brought a lantern; that would have avoided a lot of danger."

"This will only happen once; it shouldn't happen again in the future."

Shang Qing nodded perfunctorily, but still kept the lantern matter in mind.

With difficulty, she found her familiar mark in the darkness, and quickly stepped forward to chop off the piece of wood.

But just as Shou Cai raised his hand, the item was snatched away.

The next moment, upon hearing the familiar sound of chopping wood, they realized that it was Lao Zong who had come to their aid.

With extra time, Shang Qing naturally went to the pepper tree he had discovered in the evening and carefully dug up the soil around it with stones.

Make sure most of the roots and stems are not damaged, then wrap them with leaves that are already mixed with mud on the ground.

He placed it in a secluded corner where it wouldn't be trampled on or picked up to be used as firewood, and then squatted down again to search around.

However, Sichuan pepper thrives in sunny locations, and nearby there may be medicinal herbs that are completely opposite or slightly opposite to it.

He searched with his hands all the way, but found nothing. Instead, his palms were scratched by thorns and sharp stones.

However, these injuries were too ordinary compared to the ones he had seen before. He picked out the thorns with his fingernails, then wrapped his palm with the extra fabric from the hem of his clothes and continued searching.

They searched until dawn, but found no trace of ginseng, and their brows furrowed in worry.

"Could it be that we haven't gone deep enough? Should we take advantage of the dim light and go a little further in?"

"It's troublesome."

With Lao Zong's consent, Shang Qing waved his hand and walked straight into the depths.

But before they had gone more than a few steps, they heard the sounds of wild animals fighting inside, and they couldn't help but slow down.

Realizing this, Lao Zong stepped forward first, raising his axe to deal with the beast.

Unfortunately, when the two parted the grass, they found that one of them had a cub the size of a palm with it, so they carefully shrank back.

Once he was sure he was far enough away from being spotted, he started running as fast as he could.

"We should chase them here. If we can't catch up, we should take a break."

"My lady, it's almost dawn. Why don't we look for her another day? Why don't you go back and rest?"

Shang Qing wanted to refuse, but out of the corner of her eye she saw something belonging to the other person in an inconspicuous corner, so she nodded.

"Please help me transport these things back. Be careful on the way, and make sure not to damage any of the roots or stems."

"Are all these things going to be planted in the fields?"

Lao Zong seemed to have eaten two of the dishes, and when he looked at the conspicuous green eyebrows, they were already furrowed.

Shang Qing didn't care about other people's opinions, but since this matter involved many delicious foods he would eat in the future, he nodded vigorously.

Who knew that he would lose control of his strength and fall to the ground.

Lao Zong saw the sudden staged accident and was caught in a dilemma: whether to help or not.

Just as he was struggling with how to get the woman in front of him to get up, she started crawling on the floor like a baby.

The posture was so inelegant that Lao Zong dared not look around and could only gaze at the fruit growing on the tree.

He slightly raised his toes, just about to continue his movements, but lowered his head again because of a soft gasp from the other person.

"Found it, it was right here all along."

"What is it? Is it what my wife needs?"

Seeing her muddy hands groping her body, making her clothes filthy, he frowned again.

"What are you looking for?"

“Red rope, if we don’t use red rope to tie up the exposed branches and leaves, he will escape.”

Lao Zong didn't quite understand, but he still took out a tattered red rope from his pocket and handed it over.

Unexpectedly, a man had a woman's red string on him. Shang Qing turned to look at the man, but ultimately turned her gaze to the ginseng that had not yet been dug up.

"We're lucky that we were discovered even though we hid so well."

"This is all thanks to you, but this outfit..."

Upon hearing Lao Zong mention this matter, Shang Qing lowered his head to look at his clothes covered in mud and sighed again.

It should be fine, it can be washed clean.

While offering words of comfort, his subordinates carefully removed the soil to reveal the ginseng hidden beneath.

"That's one thing settled, shall we head back now?"

"You have a lot of stuff, and you might not be able to move it all at once. How about we do it in a few trips? I'll leave it for you tonight."

While I'm at it, I'll also look around to see if there are any other ginseng plants available, just in case.

Shang Qing knew what the other person was thinking, nodded, and then hugged the more delicate wild pepper and all the other discovered roots and vines into her arms.

"Since it's already dirty, there's no need to worry about it anymore."

"Isn't this a bit inconsiderate, since there's a good chance there are other villagers down there?"

She didn't care what those things had to do with her.

Shang Qing shrugged, then turned to look at the ginseng wrapped in a handkerchief next to him, and slowly walked towards the straw house on the other side.

Because there were many things to plant, the timber could not remain in place.

The two carefully carried the delicate sapling placed to the side and cautiously avoided the crowd as they walked back to the straw hut.

"Now that I'm back, you can take your brother back, but..."

"Wouldn't it be wasteful or too potent to eat this ginseng directly?"

After all, the former was because they had nothing else to replace it, while the latter might harm Gu Yu's body, so he had to ask clearly.

Shang Qingzhuomei thought for a moment, then shook her head.

“He can eat it directly; his body can handle it.”

"That's good. I'll take the person to another room first, and put the things we brought back there as well."

Having discussed this matter beforehand, Shang Qing didn't stand on ceremony at all. He nodded and placed the plant covered in mud into the ditch formed by the soil.

But this place was only roughly prepared and wasn't exactly fertile land, which made her a little worried about whether it would be able to grow anything.

Shang Qing turned his head away helplessly, glanced at the still relatively vigorous wild chili peppers next to him, and finally poured the water he had fetched onto the roots.

"Live well and create greater value for me."

Just then, a system notification sounded in my ear.

Yesterday, the bamboo basket that had been kept was also sold, and it was auctioned off as a handicraft.

Shang Qing knew that these points would be much more expensive than buying things normally, so he immediately looked at the points and found that the single-digit points had returned to double digits.

"At the very least, I no longer need to worry about exchanging fabrics for that so-called celestial brew."

No, she has something else to take care of.

Shang Qing turned her head and looked at the third child who was being carried out by them as she walked out from the side, and a smile appeared on her lips.