Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

By the time they got down the mountain, Zheng Xiaoman really wanted to cry.

The sweet potatoes she was carrying on her back weighed nearly twenty kilograms, and her body was leaning backwards due to the weight.

Zheng Qingming was carrying even more things. Not only was his backpack full of sweet potatoes, but he was also holding two bags of mushrooms in his hands.

The two of them walked down the mountain with difficulty, trying to prevent themselves from falling.

It took them more than an hour to walk up the mountain, and almost two hours to walk down the mountain.

Before they reached the foot of the mountain, they heard someone calling their names from below.

Zheng Xiaoman listened carefully and found it was her mother's voice. She shouted down the mountain: "Mom, Mom, we are here."

Zhou Chunfeng and Old Man Zheng at the foot of the mountain were both very anxious. It was already noon, and the two children had not returned yet.

Zhou Chunfeng was afraid that something might happen to the two children on the mountain, so she went to find Old Man Zheng, and the two of them hurried up the mountain.

Zhou Chunfeng walked up the mountain anxiously, beads of sweat appearing on his nose.

Suddenly she seemed to hear her daughter's voice, "Dad, listen, is that Xiaoman's voice?"

Old Man Zheng stopped and listened carefully, "Yes, it's Xiaoman."

Zhou Chunfeng lifted her skirt and ran up the mountain. Only when she saw the two children standing there safely did she feel at ease.

Then she scolded with an angry face: "What's wrong with you two? Don't you know that your family will be worried if you come back late?"

Zheng Xiaoman is not afraid of her mother, her mother is just a paper tiger.

She ran over with a smile and hugged her mother's waist, "Mom, don't be angry, we found some good things in the mountains today, so we came back late."

Zhou Chunfeng hugged her daughter's body and watched her acting coquettishly. She couldn't get angry anymore.

At this time, Old Man Zheng also came up. Seeing his eldest grandson and granddaughter, he said with a smile, "Okay, at least the children are okay. Let's go back quickly. The two children must be hungry."

Zheng Qingming and the other man called each other "Grandpa", looked at each other, and then smiled.

Old man Zheng came over and picked up his granddaughter's backpack. Seeing the basket of sweet potatoes inside, he asked in confusion, "What are you doing? You are still young."

Zheng Qingming quickly repeated what Zheng Xiaoman said to his grandfather.

When Old Man Zheng heard that this was edible food, his eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "Qingming, what did you say? You said this is food?"

"Yes, Grandpa, my sister and I ate one in the mountains, and it tasted delicious."

Old man Zheng slapped his thigh excitedly, "Oh, this is incredible. If this is really food, then our family is very lucky. Let's go home and cook this sweet potato to try. If it's really edible, I'll go to the mountain with you in the afternoon."

Old Man Zheng carried Zheng Xiaoman's backpack on his back, and Zhou Chunfeng also took his son's backpack.

Zheng Qingming was also very tired, so he followed behind carrying two bags of mushrooms.

The four of them arrived home quickly. When they got home, Old Man Zheng looked at his granddaughter impatiently, "Xiao Man, how do you make this?"

Zheng Xiaoman picked up six or seven sweet potatoes from the basket and said, "Grandpa, I heard from the vendor that these sweet potatoes can be eaten right after being boiled. I'll go and boil them now and they'll be ready to eat in a while."

"Okay, grandpa will go with you."

Old man Zheng has been a farmer all his life, and food is his life.

The grandfather and grandson went into the kitchen together. Zheng Xiaoman first washed the sweet potatoes, put water in the pot, and then put the sweet potatoes in.

She covered the pot and turned around and said, "Master, we can eat it when it's cooked."

Old man Zheng nodded and sat in front of the stove to make a fire.

Seeing him like this, Zheng Xiaoman left the kitchen and went to get a basin of water to wash his face.

There was dirt under her fingernails, and it took her a long time to get it all out.

Zhou Chunfeng poured out the mushrooms they had picked in the yard. "I didn't expect that we could pick so many mushrooms on the mountain even though it hadn't rained. If I had known, I would have gone up the mountain with you guys."

Zheng Xiaoman wiped his face and replied, "We also came across it by chance. I guess there is enough moisture in the mountains, so there are so many mushrooms."

When the two little ones saw them come back, they circled around Zheng Xiaoman.

They went to the village to play in the morning and came back with grandpa.

After about ten minutes, Zheng Xiaoman went to the kitchen, opened the lid of the pot, and poked a sweet potato with a chopstick.

The chopsticks go directly through the sweet potato, which means it is cooked.

"Master, turn off the fire, the sweet potatoes are cooked."

"Hey, okay."

Old man Zheng quickly responded.

Zheng Xiaoman took a basin and put the sweet potatoes in it, "Grandpa, let's go inside and eat sweet potatoes."

Old man Zheng had been waiting to taste the sweet potato. He stood up happily and followed his granddaughter into the house.

Zheng Dashan saw his daughter carrying a basin in the room and asked, "Daughter, what are you doing?"

"Dad, these are the sweet potatoes my brother and I dug up today. I saw someone else selling them before, and they said they were delicious."

Zheng Xiaoman put the basins on the table, first took one and handed it to her grandfather, and then took another and handed it to her father.

"Dad, try it and see if it tastes good."

Then Zhou Chunfeng and the others came into the house, and Zheng Xiaoman gave each of them a sweet potato.

Lixia was happy as long as there was something delicious. She didn't even ask what her sister gave her. She just opened her mouth and took a bite.

"Sha, Sha, it's so hot."

The sweet potatoes were still steaming hot right out of the pot, and the silly kid took a big bite and almost scalded himself to death.

But even though it was burning his mouth, he didn't spit out the sweet potato in his mouth, "Woo, so hot, so sweet, so delicious."

Zheng Xiaoman was afraid that he might get scalded, so he quickly poured him a glass of cold water.

Zheng Lixia took the water and gulped down two big gulps.

"Ah, I'm alive again. Sister, what is this? Why is it so sweet? Sweeter than sugar."

Chun Ya was the boy's repeater, repeating: "Sweeter than sugar."

Zheng Xiaoman also took a bite. Wow, they were digging sweet potatoes, no wonder they were so sweet.

"This thing is called sweet potato. My brother and I dug it up in the mountains."

Lixia's eyes sparkled, "Sister, are there any more on the mountain? If there are, I'll help you dig."

"Yes, there are many more."

"Oh, that's great. Then I can eat sweet potatoes every day from now on."

Lixia happily took another big bite of sweet potato, it was so delicious.

Zhou Chunfeng was also shocked as she looked at the thing in her hand. "Oh my God, this thing is actually edible, and it tastes so good."

Old Man Zheng and Zheng Dashan were also excited. They ate one and were sure that this thing could fill their stomachs.

The food grown in these mountains is a gift from God.

The key is that this thing does not require paying grain tax, and all of it is our own.

Old Man Zheng thought of more. He thought that he could secretly grow this thing in the mountains next year.

The government didn’t even know what it was, let alone collect grain taxes.

Old man Zheng couldn't stop looking at his little granddaughter. His granddaughter was so lucky.