Free Days in Siheyuan

Chapter 1267 Ginseng (revised)
The captain sighed and tapped the pipe in his hand: "Hey, you said this matter!"

After a few more brief conversations, Xie Zhiyuan slowly stood up and said, "It's getting late. I have to go to the commune tomorrow morning. I'll go back first."

The captain nodded and said, "Okay, you go back first. Leave the team's affairs to me. I will ask Old Man Liu to pay more attention in the next two days and not let other members of the Feng family have the opportunity to leave the team. As for the others..."

The captain took a puff of his pipe and continued, "I believe you have your own ideas, so I won't interfere."

The captain had a clear mind. Even though he was a local resident, the two Xie brothers had just as many connections as he did and their methods were extraordinary.

To be honest, if the other party had not been unwilling to compete with him at the beginning, it would be unclear who would be in the position of captain now.

Moreover, Xie Zhiyuan could have clearly bypassed him this time, and nothing serious would have happened.

The reason why I informed him in advance was out of kindness, to get him to share the benefits together, so he naturally appreciated the kindness.

The captain made up his mind that he would have to show more respect to the Xie brothers in the future.

Xie Zhiyuan had no idea what the captain was thinking.

But even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

The reason for notifying the captain this time is not only to make him mentally prepared and make arrangements in advance, but also to prevent the Feng family from doing anything desperate and hurting the people in the team.

Another thing is that the captain's surname is also Xie, and he is close to my family.

Whether he admits it or not, they are all connected to the Xie family. If the Xie family is doing well, their family will naturally benefit as well.

He has also seen the trend of the past two years, and to be honest, he doesn't feel good about it.

I want to get more protection from my clan.

If they want the tribe to favor them, they naturally have to make sacrifices first and demonstrate their own value.

Besides, this matter does not cause any harm to our family.

In this case, why not go with the flow and let the other party appreciate the favor.

When Xie Zhiyuan was walking out of the main room, he was seen by the captain's wife who was making tea in the kitchen.

Seeing Xie Zhiyuan was about to leave, the captain's wife quickly put down the firewood in her hand, wiped the dust off her hands with her apron, and came out to greet him with a smile, saying, "Hey! Brother Zhiyuan, why are you leaving so soon? I just made the tea. Come on, come on, have some tea and then go back. It's just right that my eldest brother brought back a bag of good tea when he came back last time, so let's try it together."

Xie Zhiyuan shook his head gently and declined, "Sister-in-law, I appreciate your kindness, but I have to go to the commune early tomorrow morning. I won't drink the tea. I will go back first and go to the team leader to taste tea another day."

"Okay, since you have something to do tomorrow, Brother Zhiyuan, I won't keep you here. It's getting dark, so be careful on the road."

As she spoke, the captain's wife seemed to have thought of something, and turned to the house and shouted, "Boss, take out the flashlight from the cabinet and let Zhiyuan use it first."

After that, the captain's wife smiled and said to Xie Zhiyuan: "It's not safe on the road at night. Take the flashlight so that you can light the way."

Xie Zhiyuan did not refuse the captain's wife's kindness.

"Thank you so much, sister-in-law."

The captain's wife waved her hand and said, "It's nothing. Just take it and use it."

After watching Xie Zhiyuan leave, the captain's wife returned to the house with the boiled water.

She took out a rag and wiped the table on the kang while asking curiously, "Brother Zhiyuan, what's the matter with you so late at night?"

The captain took a puff of his pipe and shook his head with a serious expression.

"It's something big, but I can't tell you now. You'll know someday."

Hearing this, the captain's wife glared at him and said, "What's the matter? You still don't believe me? Can I still say nonsense?"

The captain glanced at his wife, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

"You don't believe me! Am I the kind of person who talks too much?" The captain's wife was so irritated by the look from her man.

The captain didn't say anything. He had experienced his wife's words before.

To be honest, his wife is kind-hearted, hardworking, filial to the elderly, and has nothing to complain about him and the children.

But the only thing is that he likes to whisper with a bunch of old women.

Other people can't keep oil cakes in a doghouse, and she can't keep a secret in her heart.

It would be a relief if any secret could be kept from her for only two days.

Of course, the captain would never say this explicitly.

His wife really made a scene, ahem…

He really couldn't control himself.

Cough!

Some things are enough to just know yourself.

Seeing that her husband still didn't respond, the captain's wife threw away the rag in her hand and said with dissatisfaction: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. I don't want to hear it!"

The captain didn't say anything, he just picked up the rag that his wife threw on the table and started wiping the table honestly.

Xie Zhiyuan, who had already left, had no idea about the little things that happened after he left. He has now returned home.

When I returned to the house, I didn't see my eldest nephew, so I asked, "Mom, where is Xiaoyu?"

Grandma Xie: "I asked him to deliver the dumplings."

Xie Zhiyuan frowned: "He went alone."

Grandma Xie couldn't help but roll her eyes at him: "What do you mean by that? You are the only one in the family who cares about Xiaoyu, so I don't care about my eldest grandson."

"Mom, that's not what I meant." Seeing his mother getting angry, Xie Zhiyuan hurriedly explained.

But he couldn't help muttering in his heart that his mother was getting more and more irritable lately.

He gets angry if something is said incorrectly.

Although he thought so in his heart, Xie Zhiyuan said all the nice things.

After finally coaxing his mother into submission, Xie Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped the beads of sweat that had appeared on his forehead at some point in time.

so close!

What he didn't see was that when he lowered his head to wipe the sweat off his face, a glimmer of cunning flashed in Grandma Xie's eyes.

snort!
Brat!
Don't think she doesn't know that these two brats at home have been whispering about her recently.

He wanted to do things without telling her, but he didn't think about the fact that as a mother, she couldn't tell what the son who came out of her belly was thinking.
Just as she was getting older and more confused!

If there is something she must not know, she will not delve into it. It is for their sake of face, not because she is really fooled.

Even though the two brats are old, they are still a little too young to play with her!
Humph! If she didn't make trouble, she would be ungrateful to the "good intentions" of the two brats!
With so many people in the room, I'm afraid only Grandpa Xie could see what his wife was thinking.

Looking at his eldest son with a flattering look on his face, Grandpa Xie coughed lightly, picked up the teacup in a concealing manner, and sipped the tea slowly.

cough!
He'd better not get involved in this matter.

So as not to disturb my wife's interest and then turn the gun on myself.

The two brats are still young, and it would be good for them to learn a lesson after being bullied twice.

He is old and can't stand such hardship.

Seeing that it was almost done, Grandma Xie decided to stop while she was ahead.

Forget it, the eldest brother is not young anymore, just give him some trouble. If he really gets sick, she, as his mother, will feel sad.

Let's talk. Grandma Xie regained her usual gentleness. She picked up the handkerchief and handed it to her eldest son: "Look, it's not hot today, why are you sweating so much? Wipe it off!"

Xie Zhiyuan took the handkerchief handed to him by his mother and wiped his face with a wry smile.

I couldn’t help but wonder in my mind: Who is the reason why I’m sweating so much?

But looking at the smile on his mother's face, he felt it was worth it. If you say he really can't tell that his mother is deliberately torturing him, that's a lie.

The reason why he saw through it and still cooperated so well was very simple. He just wanted to make his mother happy.

Isn’t this what people strive for in their lives?
When my parents were alive, I had a place to come to. Now that they are gone, all I have left is a way home.

He wished the old lady could torment him for a few more years.

It would be better to wait until he is eighty years old so that when he calls out "Mom", someone will still respond.

Zhang Yu had no idea about the drama going on at home.

He was accompanied by his aunt, delivering dumplings to the second old lady.

He had just delivered the dumpling to the first one, and it took a lot of effort to get the other party to accept it.

After refusing the other party's offer to keep him for dinner, he talked for a long time and finally got away.

This time he finally realized the enthusiasm of the people in Northeast China.

On the way to the second house, Zhang Yu felt a little nervous.

He secretly prayed in his heart that the second family would be less enthusiastic.

However, can things really be as he thinks?

It was a coincidence that as soon as Zhang Yu and his aunt walked to the door of the house, they saw a family eating in the yard.

Knowing that her eldest nephew was not good at socializing, Zhou Huizhen walked in with a bowl of dumplings and a smile.

"We're eating!"

As soon as she saw Zhou Huizhen and Zhang Yu, the old lady stood up and greeted them with a smile.

"Hey. Huizhen, how come you have time to come here?"

Zhou Huizhen raised the dumplings in her hand and said with a smile, "We have dumplings made at home. I'll send them over for my sister-in-law to try."

Looking at the bowl full of dumplings, the old lady refused and said, "Oh, oh! What are you doing? Just eat it yourself. Take it back quickly, take it back!"

Zhou Huizhen ignored her refusal and directly stuffed the bowl into the hands of the old lady's eldest grandson.

"It's not much, I just brought it over for you to try. I only heard from Xiaoyu when I got back that it was the big leaf celery you gave him, sister-in-law."

"Oh! What's the big deal? Just two big stalks of celery. Is it worth the trip?"

The two chatted back and forth for a while, and Zhang Yu tried his best to make himself smaller and avoid the topic turning to himself.

Fortunately, Zhou Huizhen knew her eldest nephew's temper, so when the old lady tried to shift the topic to Zhang Yu several times, she changed the subject in time.

Zhang Yu was extremely grateful to his aunt.

After chatting for a few more sentences, Zhou Huizhen stood up and said, "Sister-in-law, it's getting late. I have things to do at home. I will go back first. Let's talk another day."

The old lady also stood up and warmly asked him to stay, "Have some tea before you go. Have you eaten? If not, come and have some with us."

"I've eaten. I've already eaten. Sister-in-law, it's getting late. I'll take Xiaoyu home first and won't disturb you from eating."

Seeing that Zhou Huizhen was determined to leave, the old lady did not stop her.

He turned to look at his eldest grandson and ordered, "Quickly clear out the bowl."

After walking out the door, Zhang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Huizhen found it a little funny to see her eldest nephew's reaction.

"Why, you're not used to it?"

Zhang Yu nodded slightly: "Too enthusiastic!"

The main reason is that he is used to the cold-hearted society of later generations. Even if he has lived next door to someone for several years, he may not know the other person's situation.

Even though I have been reborn for several years, every time I face the enthusiasm of people of this generation, I still feel a little uncomfortable.

Zhou Huizhen smiled and patted his shoulder: "You are still young, you will get used to it in a few years."

Zhang Yu shook his head and said nothing.

Even if a few more years pass, he probably won't be able to adapt.

The two talked all the way and soon arrived home.

Seeing her eldest grandson coming back, Grandma Xie waved her hand and said, "Okay, it's getting late today, let's go back to bed."

After returning to the room and closing the door, Zhang Yu slipped into the space.

When picking celery today, I pulled out a few celery stalks with their roots and planted them next to the stream.

This celery tastes really good.

Especially the dumplings wrapped with celery, compared with ordinary celery, celery tastes more delicious and has a special fragrance.

He liked the taste when he was picking them, so when the two old ladies were picking celery, he secretly pulled out a few of them by the roots and put them into the space.

Looking at the celery beside the stream, Zhang Yu patted the dirt off his hands and nodded with satisfaction.

He believed that the celery grown in the secret space tasted better than the ones grown outside.

He originally planned to go back to sleep, but because he was too stimulating during the day, he couldn't fall asleep for a while.

Forget it, I’ll go to sleep later.

Bored, he wandered around in the secret space.

Soon, his eyes fell on the medicinal field.

No, it should have fallen in that ginseng field.

He only planted a few at the beginning, but because the ratio of space to external time was too large, during this period, the ginseng continued to bloom and bear seeds, and spread without knowing when.

The area of ​​ginseng, which was only a little over one fen at first, had expanded to one acre at some point, and was densely packed with ginseng.

If someone who is familiar with Chinese medicinal materials sees this, his first reaction would probably be that it is fake and not realistic at all.

He picked a ginseng at the edge and prepared to dig it out to see how big it was.

After digging it out, Zhang Yu was a little shocked.

Although he doesn't understand ginseng, we have heard the saying "7 taels is ginseng, 8 taels is treasure".

Although the weight of ginseng in this sentence is calculated based on the ginseng after processing and drying, it still refers to the unprocessed ginseng.

But this ginseng, just by measuring with hands, is definitely more than seven taels.

Based on his limited knowledge of Chinese medicine, which only came from some novels, this ginseng must be at least fifty or sixty years old.

Even though he knew that the secret space was against the will of heaven, Zhang Yu still couldn't help but take a breath.

He turned around and looked at the remaining ginseng, his eyes brightened surprisingly.

These are all treasures!
Big baby!

This ginseng represents more than just money.

The most important thing is that this is only the outermost part. It is already so big, and Zhang Yu simply cannot imagine how big the innermost part is.

Moreover, there are far more ginsengs in the space than these.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu turned his gaze to the hill again.

He remembered that not long after the trees had grown, he planted a batch of medicinal herbs, including ginseng, under the trees.

I think it should be quite old now.