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

Because of the previous pills, the points he had painstakingly accumulated were gone again, so Shang Qing naturally had to find a way to make another fortune.

After much thought, I finally decided to buy some more bamboo baskets, which would also replenish some supplies for my home.

"If you want to do it, do it," Shang Qing said, taking the money and striding away.

Having been there several times before, it was easy to find the old man. After exchanging a few words, I used the excuse of helping my neighbor carry a basket to buy a lot more and put it into the system.

However, when Shang Qing saw that the price was only one, his brows furrowed involuntarily.

"Why is it suddenly only one point? It used to sell for double digits!"

No one answered, so Shang Qing could only silently bear the loss and prepare to leave with the things she had bought.

However, as he passed another, even older woman, he suddenly frowned.

Looking at the various patterns of insoles on the ground, I squatted down and picked one up at random.

"This looks really festive, but the size is a bit too big, so it can't be used by children."

How old are you?

Hearing the old man's hoarse voice, Shang Qing guessed that he hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time, and handed him the water bottle he had brought.

But the old woman did not reach out; instead, she turned to the side and placed the smaller insole, which was in the basket on her back, in front of Shang Qing.

"This is bamboo leaf water that my family makes. It has a sweet and refreshing taste. Would you like to try some?"

"If you think it's okay, I'm thinking of cooking some and selling them to the shopkeepers."

Knowing that this was meant for someone to taste, he stopped refusing and opened the bamboo kettle to take a sip.

It was indeed as sweet as Shang Qing described, with a hint of bamboo leaf fragrance.

"This is good, it will definitely fetch a good price."

"I accept your good words."

With a slight smile at the old lady, Shang Qing was about to continue selecting when a gust of cold wind from behind made her stumble and almost fall on someone.

With great difficulty, he managed to maintain his balance before raising his head to look at the elderly man in front of him.

"The days are getting colder and colder, young lady, you should wear more clothes, otherwise it would be a loss if you ruined your health."

"You're right."

Shang Qing glanced at the elderly man, who was dressed even more thinly than himself, frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then swiftly put all the insoles into his basket.

"What are you doing, young lady? You can't use this much by yourself. Put it down quickly."

“My family is so big, one pair for each person is just right, so you don’t need to worry. Take this money and go home quickly.”

Hearing this, the old woman was even more unwilling, but in the end she could not persuade Shang Qing otherwise. She could only put the rags that had fallen to the ground into her basket and turn to leave.

Once the figure disappeared from sight, Shang Qing turned around, hugged her arm which was cold from the wind, and hurried home.

"They're all here? Perfect, you can take these and divide them up."

"Thank you, Madam Shang."

"Thank you, mother."

Each person took one, but the heavy insoles in Shang Qing's hands didn't decrease much, which made her frown.

Noticing her mother's expression, Gu Pan'er looked at Gu Yu, who had just entered, and couldn't help but lean closer.

"Mother, how about giving my master a pair too? After all, he took special care of me today and even made a new target for me."

"target?"

Shang Qing looked suspiciously into the corner of the courtyard, then noticed a wooden stake that had clearly been chopped out with an axe. He nodded and handed it over.

“I bought too many at the market, one pair for each person. If they don’t fit, come and exchange them with me.”

Gu Yu hadn't missed what his eldest daughter had said earlier, so he didn't think it was a gesture of goodwill. But he knew she was starting to trust him, so he nodded and ran back inside.

After confirming that no one was coming over to replace it, Shang Qing went back to his room and threw the rest into the system.

After finishing all that, she stepped on the insoles she had saved for herself, compared them to the shoes, put them in the wardrobe next to her, and quickly left the room to attend to other things.

She had finally finished her work and wanted to rest for a while when she heard someone calling her from outside the yard again.

"Shang Qing? I know you didn't go out. Can you come out and talk to me?"

"What to talk about?"

Shang Qing struggled to her feet and walked out of the courtyard, but did not open the gate, simply looking at the other person through the gate.

Sensing her gaze, Liu Bazi gave her a fawning smile and shook the bamboo tube he had been holding, indicating that he had come to ask for wine.

"Wine isn't so easy to brew. Aren't you worried that the ingredients might not be good?"

"There's nothing we can do. If this wine gets any colder, it won't sell. If we don't sell some now, we'll have to wait until next spring."

Shang Qing frowned, just about to say something else, when Liu Bazi almost grabbed his arm.

He quickly moved back to a place where the other person couldn't grab him, and then looked forward again.

"If I tell you honestly I can't produce it, what will you do?"

"How could we not be able to get it out? The wine is up on the mountain. Come on, let's go up the mountain together and find it now."

Liu Bazi noticed Shang Qing's resistance, so he reached out and pushed the courtyard gate open from the inside, rushing forward in three steps.

Knowing there was nowhere to hide, Shang Qing could only stop and stare intently at the other person.

“I said no, and that’s it. Don’t you know that the fruits from the mountain have been stored as reserve food and the wine has been brought here?”

"No, there must be some in stock. You and I will get it now..."

A sudden noise came from the courtyard, which made Liu Bazi frown nervously and look at the house where the two of them were now living.

But there was no one inside, only a few dark clothes placed in the corner by men to prove that a man lived there.

With no one else around, Liu Bazi approached again, grabbed Shang Qing's hand, and tried to leave.

What he didn't know was that Shang Qing had overheard this yesterday and subtly placed his foot on the other person's toes, waiting for that leg to exert force before stepping on it.

"what!"

When his toes were stepped on, Liu Bazi couldn't help but let out a cry of pain. He wanted to say something else, but then he found that the person had already broken free and was standing at the door.

“They’re all up in the mountains. If you force me to go up there, we’ll definitely run into each other. And then…”

"I really just want you to have a good New Year, why can't you understand?"

Who doesn't understand?

She certainly had that kind of liquor in her hand, but she would absolutely not pull out a single bottle now.

After all, only in this way can people properly cultivate those mushrooms, making it easier to connect with Manager Jin.

Shang Qing looked up at the back mountain and saw several figures slowly approaching. Then he looked at Liu Bazi again.

"If you really want it, you can only wait seven more days. If you're not even willing to wait that long, then I absolutely cannot produce the Immortal Wine."

"Seven days?" Liu Bazi frowned, but ultimately agreed, waved, and walked out of the courtyard.

Once the figures disappeared from sight, she saw two people pulling a cart that appeared out of nowhere, unloading a load of wood.