When Zheng Qingming got closer, he discovered that his sister had picked up a basket of acorns.

He pointed to the basket and said, "Little sister, you can't eat this. It's very bitter."

Zheng Xiaoman kept picking up the fruits with his hands, "I won't eat them. I'll take them back and cook them for the pigs."

Zheng Qingming frowned, "Little sister, pigs won't eat this. I've picked it up before and fed it to pigs, but they all thought it was bitter."

"Brother, how did you feed him?"

"How else can we feed it? We can just throw it to the pigs."

Zheng Xiaoman laughed, "Then let's try cooking it before feeding it. Maybe the pig will eat it."

Zheng Qingming wanted to say something, but seeing his sister so happy, he shut up and said no more.

He squatted down to help his sister pick up the things, and when the basket was full, he put the basket on his back.

Old man Zheng was sitting on the side of the road resting. When he saw the two brothers coming over with their belongings, he asked, "What did you pick up?"

Zheng Qingming showed him the backpack and said, "My little sister picked up some acorns and is going to take them back to feed the pigs."

Old Man Zheng laughed, "This fruit is bitter, and pigs won't eat it. Otherwise, there would be so many fruits in the mountains, and they would have been picked up by people long ago."

Zheng Xiaoman didn't care what they said, "Master, maybe I can find a way to remove the bitterness. Then not only pigs can eat it, maybe we humans can eat it too."

"Haha, great, then take it back and think about it."

Old Man Zheng thought she was just a child and didn't say anything more.

"Okay, let's go home."

Old Man Zheng picked up the bag at his feet. Today, the grandfather and son did find some sweet potatoes when they went up the mountain, but not many, just two bags.

Zheng Qingming helped his grandfather carry a bag, Zheng Xiaoman bundled up the pig grass that he had cut earlier and put it on his back, and the three of them walked down the mountain together.

When they reached the river, Zheng Xiaoman slapped her head and realized that they had not yet taken out the basket they had put in the river yesterday morning.

"Master, you guys go back first. I'll go to the river and get the shrimp basket back."

"Okay, let's go back first."

Zheng Xiaoman walked to the river, found the rope tied to the stone and pulled out the shrimp basket.

When she pulled up the basket, she found that there was quite a lot of things inside.

She looked through the gap and saw small fish and many shrimps of different sizes inside.

Not bad, not bad, we can have another dish to eat in the evening.

There was a smile on her face and she walked back carrying the basket.

Seeing her happy expression, Zheng Qingming knew that there must be something to gain.

He looked at his sister's smiling face and suddenly found that the scar was not so ugly.

She also felt that her sister's personality had returned to normal since she jumped into the river, and she smiled happily every day.

He felt that such a sister was really nice, and he unconsciously gave her a big smile in return.

"Brother, let's make a few more baskets in the future, and make some bigger ones. Maybe we can catch other fish."

"Okay, I'll make it for you this afternoon."

Although Zheng Qingming's craftsmanship is not as good as his father's, he can still make a few fish baskets.

Not long after they came back, the two people who went to the town also came back.

Zhou Chunfeng went to town today and bought an oil lamp. It was too inconvenient to have no light at home.

When she passed by the meat stall, she bought another piece of pig offal.

Thinking of my daughter always complaining about not having oil at home, I finally made up my mind and bought another pound of pork fat.

35 cents for just this little thing, it really made her feel distressed.

Then I felt better when I thought that there was enough food at home this year.

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law entered the yard, they saw acorns all over the ground.

"Xiao Man, what are you doing with all these acorns?"

Zheng Xiaoman could only repeat what he had said before.

Of course, the final result was still the same, her mother also thought she was just a child playing tricks.

Oh, forget it, it’s no use saying anything now.

When she removes the bitterness from the acorns, you will all be amazed.

She found a wooden barrel and soaked the acorns in water.

She went to the mountain twice more in the afternoon and brought back two baskets of acorns.

In the evening, she finally ate oily food for the first time since her arrival.

God knows how excited she was when she saw the pork fat her mother bought.

Oil, she finally smelled the scent of oil again.

She has been eating boiled vegetables for the past few months, but instead of gaining weight, she is losing weight.

It would be great if this happened in modern times, we wouldn’t have to deliberately lose weight.

When Zhou Chunfeng was pressing oil in the kitchen, she turned around and saw three furry little heads sticking out of the door.

She felt both funny and sad. She picked up three pieces of oil residue from the bowl and put them into the three children's mouths. Looking at the happy smiles on their faces, the corners of her mouth also curled up.

"Mom, give me another piece and I'll give it to my eldest brother."

Zheng Xiaoman stretched out her hand towards her mother. How could she enjoy the delicious food without giving her brother a share?

Zhou Chunfeng picked up another piece and handed it to her. Zheng Xiaoman happily ran to the backyard to find her elder brother.

"Brother, open your mouth."

Zheng Qingming, who was chopping wood, saw a small hand close to his mouth, and he opened his mouth obediently.

Zheng Xiaoman put the lard residue into his mouth, watched him close his mouth and chew it for a few times, and looked at him with sparkling eyes.

"Brother, is it delicious?"

Zheng Qingming smiled and nodded, "Yeah, it's delicious."

"Hey, brother, when our pigs grow up, we won't have to lack meat to eat." Zheng Xiaoman looked at the three pigs in the pigsty. That naked look made the three pigs feel a chill down their spines.

"Haha, we still have to keep the pigs to sell for money, so we can't just keep them for ourselves to eat."

"We can raise a few more next year, so that we can have one left for ourselves at the end of the year."

Zheng Qingming shook his head with amusement, "It's not easy to feed these three pigs now. If we raise a few more, there will be nothing left to feed the pigs at home."

"Brother, don't worry, just wait, I will definitely make sure our pigs are well fed."

Although Zheng Qingming didn't know where his sister got her confidence from, he still smiled and nodded at her.

At dinner time, Zheng Xiaoman got to eat the dishes fried with lard as he wished.

Although there is not much oil, the taste is different.

Wow, it’s really delicious.

In the past, people always said that eating lard is unhealthy. But now, who cares whether it is healthy or not? It is good enough to be able to eat oil.

She thought that next year, her family should plant more soybeans. If they couldn't have lard, they could use soybeans to make oil.

Then she rejected the idea herself, saying that the small amount of land at home was not enough to grow food, let alone so much space to grow so many soybeans.

Well, I still have to find a way to make money. With the money I make, I can buy a few more acres of land and grow other crops.

In the next two days, Zheng Xiaoman ran up the mountain to pick acorns every day. Seeing her like this, Zhou Chunfeng and Zheng Qingming followed her up the mountain to help her pick acorns.

Today, not long after they went up the mountain, Lixia came up to them.

"Mom, grandma is here and she's at home now."

Zhou Chunfeng stood up and said, "Xiaoman, I'm going to go home first. You and Qingming should come back soon."

Zheng Xiaoman responded and it seemed that he couldn’t pick acorns today.

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