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

When the others mentioned Jiang Yingyue's words, they wanted to refute her, but they didn't chase after Shang Qing because she had gone far away.

Satisfied, she watched the villagers walk back into their houses before heading home herself.

Because she had something on her mind, Jiang Yingyue couldn't sit still. She finally waited until all the chimneys started to emit smoke, and then she couldn't wait to go outside.

Walking step by step to the straw hut, I saw the red mushrooms soaking in water, and two little girls squatting beside them, carefully washing them.

"Where is your mother? I need to find her and have someone come out right away."

"What does my aunt want with my mother? I can relay the message, but my mother is too busy to come out right now."

But just as Gu Nian'er finished speaking, Shang Qing stepped forward with some white rice.

"Nian'er, cook this rice and red mushrooms together. Once you smell the aroma, add some salt and then turn off the heat and eat."

"Then I'll go alone, and you can stay with Mom and continue washing these mushrooms?"

Shang Qing noticed her youngest daughter's worry, so she didn't refuse. She nodded and squatted down to continue washing with Gu Pan'er.

After making sure that no one was missed, he got up and put all the mushrooms aside to dry.

Why are you still at the door?

Shang Qing wanted to say that if there was something to say, then say it; if not, then leave quickly and don't eat out in front of others.

But when he saw Jiang Yingyue's gaze constantly fixed on the pot, he finally understood what she meant and reached out to open the courtyard gate.

"Nian'er, the pot should be boiling now. Add some salt and we're ready to eat."

"Mom, should we cook it a little longer? These mushrooms are so thick, they don't seem fully cooked yet."

Shang Qing naturally wouldn't object to his daughter's words. He nodded and then pointed to the rough wooden stake next to him, inviting Jiang Yingyue to sit down.

But how could she possibly make a stool covered in burrs? She raised her hand, revealing the true purpose of her visit.

"We've already brewed your kind of wine, so we won't need to ask you for it anymore."

"Is beer really that easy to brew?"

Shang Qing glanced at the liquid, which was indeed almost the same color as beer, frowned slightly, and after a long while looked at the pot on the other side.

"Congratulations! I hope you have a fruitful harvest."

Although he said that, his eyes were still fixed on the wine jug he had brought, and it took him a while to look away.

Judging from its appearance, it must have been successfully developed, but how much can it possibly earn?

After all, she had already laid out a plan; if either of them showed any greed, problems would definitely arise.

Shang Qing stared at the other person for a long time, and finally let out another sigh, squatted down and poured the thoroughly cooked red mushrooms into the bowl.

I sniffed the bowl lightly with the tip of my nose and smelled the unique aroma of this type of mushroom, and a smile appeared on my lips.

"It smells delicious. Why don't you try some? We can swap supplies."

"You're the only one who would want this. Why would I trade it when there are plenty of them all over the mountain? You should know that this one pot can sell for a lot of money."

"You're really obsessed with money, but even if you were willing, I'm not going to give you the leftovers."

Shang Qing waved to the two children, put the soup bowl aside, and walked straight to Jiang Yingyue.

Unexpectedly, she moved closer, and the man took a step back, unable to believe that he had bumped into the fence.

The wine jug, held tightly in his hand, didn't fall, but due to the excessive movement, he accidentally spilled the liquid inside.

He squatted on the ground, heartbroken, looking at the damp soil, and finally let out a cold snort.

"It's not that I'm jealous of you, but this stuff really isn't something you drink in winter. Nobody would specifically buy it during this season."

"enough!"

"Both Liu and I have tried it, and this wine can still be sold now, so there will be people buying it in the future. There's no need to worry at all."

Hearing Jiang Yingyue's confident words, Shang Qingbai knew that this person was bound to lose money.

Before he could say anything more, his arm was grabbed tightly by that hand.

"You don't need to say anything more. There's no need for you to get involved there anymore. Stay away from us."

"Since you won't listen to reason, I won't waste any more words. That's easy."

Shang Qing ignored the mockery on her face, opened the courtyard gate, and stared intently at the gate.

But Jiang Yingyue refused to leave, staring straight at her.

Not knowing what this meant, Shang Qing frowned slightly, but finally looked at the red mushroom soup placed next to her and showed a knowing expression.

"So you still wanted to drink this soup. You should have said so earlier, then I could have just given it to you."

Shang Qing didn't give her a chance to refute at all and directly shoved a bowl of soup at her.

The man was about to crash into her mouth, and Jiang Yingyue didn't dare to stand still. She took three steps back before looking at her again.

"You took the initiative to go out into this business, so don't even think about joining again."

"Don't worry, I will never do anything I'll regret."

After seeing her leave, Shang Qing nodded to the other two people who came out.

"quit?"

"It's a type of liquor, so there's nothing to worry about."

Lao Zong didn't care when he heard Shang Qing say that. Instead, he turned his head to look at Gu Yu on the other side.

The other person didn't quite understand either, frowned, and then looked towards a more distant location.

"Alright, let's stop wasting coffee time, or the soup will get cold and won't taste good."

"Mother, do we really have to drink this?"

Hearing Gu Nian'er's familiar tone about the product, Shang Qing smiled and took a sip.

Unexpectedly, the two children gasped in surprise. They wanted to say something more, but they were so terrified that they burst into tears.

Shang Qing hadn't expected them to be so nervous. She wiped her mouth and placed the bowl of soup, which hadn't diminished, on the table.

"I didn't drink it. I was just trying to scare you."

"You really didn't drink a drop? Then why did I see Mother moving here?"

Feeling the child's slightly cold fingers brush against her skin, Shang Qing felt even more helpless and could only shut her mouth and repeat the action she had just performed.

Only after confirming that it was exactly the same as what they had just seen did the two breathe a sigh of relief.

"Mommy, you can't be so greedy in the future. I've seen little rabbits greedily eat mushrooms several times, and then someone picks up the leftovers and takes them home."

"He ate only a couple of bites before foaming at the mouth and collapsing to the ground."

Gu Nian'er felt she hadn't explained things clearly enough, so she took a red mushroom, smelled it, and then rolled her eyes and collapsed to the ground.

Shang Qing immediately reached out and pulled her up, patted the dust off her clothes, and then brought the bowl back to her.

"Nian'er is so capable, why didn't you stop your mother from making red mushroom soup?"

"I didn't think of it before because..."

Thinking of Jiang Yingyue's undisguised expression of disgust, Shang Qing finally understood why Gu Nian'er had brought up this matter.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the child's nervous expression before letting out a soft laugh.