After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

When she was 11 years old, she heard her mother call her name for the first time, and Daya's eyes turned red with excitement.

Erya, who was moving stones to build a chicken coop not far away, froze, her eyes moist.

In the past, when my mother called her three younger brothers by their names, they were envious from the bottom of their hearts.

Even though they knew that as daughters they could not be compared with their brothers, they still hoped that they would be recognized as daughters in their mother's heart - they did not dare to think about the house and money, but at least they could be treated the same by their mother in verbal terms such as names.

"Mom, you, you"

"Yan Qiu is a very nice name. Now that our family has moved out, we don't need to look at your grandma's face in the future.

Mom, I’d better call you two by your names just like you three younger brothers. "Shui Qing thinks that the evil mother-in-law is like a brick, and she can move it wherever it is needed.

Very useful.

After hearing this, Da Ya and Er Ya nodded sensibly, yes, Grandma was not happy with her father calling them by their names before, it was just a name, there was no need.

But they like the name their father carefully chose, and now their mother agrees that they are the complete Fan Yanqiu and Fan Xinghui.

"Mom, don't worry, I know mushrooms! I only pick skirt mushrooms and bamboo mushrooms when I go to the bamboo forest, and nothing else." A bright smile appeared on Fan Yanqiu's face, and after speaking, he picked up a bamboo basket and headed towards the hill in the bamboo forest. Run.

There wasn't much food, her father's job of copying books was unstable, and now the family didn't even have a penny. If she brought back more mushrooms, she could save food for dinner.

Seeing the eldest daughter running away with brisk steps, Shui Qing did not follow her.

She is not good at finding mushrooms, and the varieties she knows are very limited, including the enoki mushrooms, oyster mushrooms, and shiitake mushrooms that she often eats.

The most expensive ones are chicken fir, bamboo fungus, and matsutake.

What do bamboo mushrooms and skirt mushrooms look like? She didn't recognize him at all.

Going there is a waste of time.

What the family lacks the most now is manpower, so she has to hurry up and work.

"Xinghui, I'm here to build a chicken coop. You go to the village to see if there are many vegetable seeds. By the way, bring a few eggs to exchange for them." Shui Qing walked towards his second daughter.

She had just arrived, and the memory of the original owner was intermittent and incomplete. If she were to change it, the secret would be exposed.

Fan Xing heard back that her mother had called her eldest sister just now, and now she heard her mother calling her, and she responded loudly, and then said: "Mom, you are tired of lifting stones. You were injured and bleeding this morning, so take a rest first."

Shui Qing looked at his second daughter, who was as thin as a bamboo pole. He tried his best to move the rocks and couldn't lie down.

Seeing his mother pulling up her sleeves to come to work, Xinghui raised his head and glanced at the sun in the sky, and said: "Mom, I can't even make it to the chicken coop by myself.

You go dig a stove hole, and you can make food when the eldest sister comes back from gathering mushrooms. "

Digging a stove hole is more labor-intensive than moving rocks. My mother was injured just this morning, so she can't collapse from exhaustion.

Shui Qing looked at the sun and waited until the stove hole was dug and firewood was gathered to make dinner.

People in Shanshui Village eat two meals a day when farming is slack and three meals a day when farming is busy.

It is now the end of August, the autumn harvest has passed, and the winter wheat has not yet started. It is the slack season for farming.

Eat your first meal at around ten in the morning, called lunch, and have dinner at four or five in the afternoon when it's still bright.

After eating, wash up while there is still light, so you don’t have to light an oil lamp.

Lamp oil is expensive, and people in the village cannot easily light oil lamps.

Shui Qing still ate half a black-faced steamed bun in the morning, and now she has almost consumed it. Thinking that her two daughters can make a human figure, she feels even hungrier!

"Okay, I'll go dig the stove hole first and prepare delicious dinner for you later."

When Xing Hui heard that there was food, he was first happy.

Then he thought about the food at home and said sensibly: "Mom, you need to mend your injury. Just make your share of the delicious food!

Isn't there a sack of wheat bran? My eldest sister and I were still full even if we added wheat bran to our mushroom soup. "

Shui Qing always thought that children were very sensible, but now her daughter, who was related by blood, spoke too sensible words, which made her nose feel sore.

Even an adult can't swallow that wheat bran. How can a child like to eat it?

She touched her second daughter's rough, yellowish hair and said softly: "From now on, the whole family will eat the same meal.

If there is good, eat the good together; if there is bad, eat the bad together. "

No food sharing system.

Men eat better than women, and sons eat better than daughters. This forcefully divides a family into three, six, or nine grades.

A family that dislikes each other, unites? That was a dream.

Xing Hui looked at the determination in her mother's eyes, opened her mouth, and finally said: "Okay."

Mom, that’s great.

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After Shuiqing dug the stove hole, he went to the back mountain to poke around. The hard work paid off and he finally found a flat stone slab.

It's about the same size as a large frying pan, enough for frying pancakes.

Yes, she is going to use this stone board to bake pancakes.

They separated from the Fan family and shared an earthen pot for simmering soup.

There were no iron pots, and in her memory, a large iron pot cost six to seven hundred cash, and even a small one cost three to four hundred cash.

When reading novels in the past, Shui Qing felt that it was less than one tael of silver, which was very cheap for jewelry that could easily cost dozens or even hundreds of taels.

But now she is penniless and understands the embarrassment of having a penny to stump a heroic man.

Wash the slate with clean water, return to the cooking area, and start digging a second stove hole next to the original one.

When I looked up, I saw the man with red lips and white teeth coming back with two loofahs and a thin star.

The loofah was probably given by the Li family.

The two men looked downcast.

Xing Hui was about to cry.

"What's wrong?" Shui Qing asked while digging a hole.

"Mom, many families in the village have already sown seeds. There are no extra vegetable seeds, and not many families have vegetable seeds.

You see, just get these back. "Xing Hui handed the vegetable seeds wrapped in leaves to Shui Qing.

There were seven or eight leaf packages. To be honest, it was much more than Shui Qing thought.

After all, they are also seven or eight vegetables, right?

She said casually: "It's okay. I can eat seven or eight different dishes. It's enough."

Xinghui was not as optimistic as her mother. Thinking of Dongri, she said worriedly: "It's not about the style, but the quantity. There aren't many seeds inside."

I originally thought about growing more vegetables and taking care of them carefully, so that eating more vegetables in winter can fill my stomach a little bit.

There are not enough vegetable seeds now, what should we do?

Fan Jin was thinking about going to the city tomorrow to pick up more book copying jobs.

He originally wanted to build a thatched house at home before going there, but now it seems that he has to earn money for vegetable seeds first, so that the seeds can be bought without affecting the sowing.

Iron pots, fire folding bags, clothes and bedding, grain, oil and salt... There are so many things that are lacking at home...

Shui Qing didn't have much to worry about. After all, she had made something from nothing in the past and relied on her own hard work.

All she can think about now is making money, making money, making a lot of money!

"Mom, Dad, look at how many mushrooms I picked!" Fan Yanqiu ran quickly carrying a large basket of mushrooms and was in front of the three of them in a blink of an eye.

"Ding dong, we have detected one pound and four ounces of authentic and pure wild colic fungi and two pounds of bamboo fungus. Do you want to sell them?"