In the book, she became the daughter of a vicious villain who died early

With so many adjectives, it seems that there is not much confidence.

Liu was not discouraged. She picked more fruits to make money before other people knew the news. By the time others knew about it, she would at most earn less.

My husband has been the only one earning money to support the whole family for so many years. There is no reason that their life would be worse than before with the extra income.

That's right, she just doesn't want to accept the fact that her high income has suddenly dropped to a low income.

The fourth day of living in the new home.

They no longer needed to light oil lamps at night, so the whole family went to bed early and got up early.

"Boyu, go pick herbs with mom after dinner."

Lin Boyu, who had not gone out to collect herbs for three days, immediately agreed.

He was exploited every day and was under too much pressure. When he had a few days off, he actually missed the days when he was exploited. He even suspected that he was sick.

"Mom, it's Anzi."

As soon as he reached the courtyard gate, Lin Boyu pulled Liu's hand and shouted.

Liu looked in the direction her son was heading and it was indeed Anzi. She had just met him yesterday and was deeply impressed!

"An Zi." Liu waved at him.

Anzi walked over with his head down and greeted Liu, then explained the reason for coming here: "My mother asked me to bring firewood over."

It was only then that Liu discovered that there was a load of firewood placed where he had just stood, filled with a winnowing basket.

Liu looked at Anzi, then at the pile of firewood not far away. She couldn't imagine how such a skinny child like him could carry all that firewood.

"Your uncle An Ru hasn't gone to buy medicine for you yet, so why is your mother in such a hurry to ask you to bring the firewood over? Forget it this time, wait until the medicine comes back and send it next time."

An Zi lowered his head and said nothing, not knowing whether he agreed or not.

"Boyu, go call your father over and bring in the firewood."

Liu told her son that she couldn't lift it.

Lin Boyu obediently ran into the house immediately, leaving only Liu and Anzi outside the yard.

People of the same age walked away, and Anzi felt at a loss. The conversation he had just had with Liu was the boldest he had ever had in all those years.

"Next time you come over and the door isn't open, just put the firewood at the door. Don't wait here like an idiot."

Judging from his appearance, Liu thought he had been staying at the wall for a long time.

As to why he came to such a conclusion, just look at the sunken area at the base of the wall and you will know that he has been wandering around there for who knows how long.

The area around their new home was quiet and unattended, so after moving in, their family basically slept until dawn. Compared to the villagers who got up at the crowing of the roosters, they were all lazy.

Liu didn't want this kind of enjoyment to end just like that, but she also felt bad about making a child wait there every time she came.

Lin Anru quickly came out and carried the firewood back to the yard, cleared out the winnowing basket and returned it to Anzi, while also giving instructions similar to what Liu had just said.

"And don't come if it's raining. It doesn't matter if you delay for a few days. Your health is the most important thing, understand?"

Anzi listened quietly to the couple's conversation, but without saying a word, he took the dustpan and ran away.

“I don’t know if he listened or not.”

When Liu saw him running away, she spoke worriedly. When facing a child who was almost the same age as her own child, she would always show some sympathy.

"I think he listened to it."

Lin Anru asked Liu to go and come back early before the sun was too hot, and he would take care of the firewood in the yard.

So Liu took her son and continued on their journey.

"An Ru daughter-in-law, An Ru daughter-in-law..."

As usual, Liu and her son were busy picking herbs they were familiar with, but today their work was frequently interrupted by others.

"These wild vegetables are not tasty, don't pick them. I grew them myself, take them back and eat them!"

After the woman finished speaking, she stuffed the food into Liu's arms without waiting for her to refuse and walked away.

"Mom, do we still need to pick wild vegetables? The baskets are full."

They always used the excuse of picking wild vegetables to collect herbs. In order to avoid being informed, they always said they were picking wild vegetables when they were out collecting herbs.

Liu looked at the fruits and vegetables that were about to come out and said helplessly: "Go back!"

The villagers she met today were all extremely enthusiastic and each of them stuffed things into her arms, which made her feel both touched and a little guilty. Why?

"Why are you back so early?"

Lin Anru looked up at the sky. It was not that he was confused from copying the book, but that only a short while had passed.

Liu described the scene after she went out to him, and finally pointed to the basket and said: "Look, the vegetables in it are enough for us to eat for more than half a month."

If these vegetables don't rot, their family will not eat them for more than half a month. But in this humid and hot place, leafy vegetables will only rot after three to five days.

"Leave some for the next two days, and you can dry the rest or make it into sauerkraut. Don't you like sauerkraut very much? There are so many now, you can make more."

People who are in poor health don't have a good appetite either. When they can't eat, Liu will make some sauerkraut to go with their meals.

Liu did as she said. She first picked out the fruits and vegetables and put them aside. These could be kept for a longer time and could be eaten slowly.

Then classify the vegetables, those suitable for making sauerkraut are made into sauerkraut, and those not suitable are dried and used as dried vegetables.

Both methods can extend the shelf life of the dish and add unique flavor, but the preparation methods are different, so they should be distinguished.

The mother and her two children were so busy that they didn't even go out in the afternoon.

"It would be nice if there were beans. Sour beans are delicious too."

Sour beans and sour bamboo shoots are the soul of snail noodles! Just thinking about it makes me drool.

She had observed that there were snails in the river in the village, and they should also be sold as rice noodles outside. She had heard from her father that the price was just relatively high.

It doesn’t matter if it’s expensive. If you work hard, you can make money easily.

"You have to wait another month or two for the beans to be available. When you want to eat them, I'll go to your grandmother's house and ask her to pickle some for you to taste. I'll grow them myself next year, and then you can have as much as you want."

It takes about five or six beans to mature, and it's only early March now, so it's still early. It's not too late to sow, but they don't have seeds or spare vegetable plots now, so they'll have to wait until next year.

"Mom, you are so nice! You are the best mom in the world..."

Lin Shiyu praised Liu so much that she couldn't stop smiling.

"You can talk nonsense all you want, as long as there are delicious foods, mother is the best mother, without delicious foods, mother is nothing!"

"How could that be? As long as you are my mother, you are the best mother in the world. But as long as there are delicious foods, my mother is even better."