Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

"Little sister, come and see if the acorn is ready."

When Zheng Qingming saw his younger sister coming back, he immediately stood at the kitchen door and shouted.

Zheng Xiaoman walked into the kitchen and scooped out a fruit with a spoon.

She took a stick and hit the fruit a few times, and the shell of the fruit cracked.

The shells of the boiled acorns are easy to peel and the flesh inside can be revealed in a few seconds.

The shell of the acorn is reddish-brown, but the flesh inside is white and looks like a peanut kernel.

She put the pulp into her mouth and tasted it. It had a slightly bitter taste, but more of a sweet taste.

"Little sister, why did you eat it directly? Spit it out quickly, what if the fruit inside is poisonous?"

Zheng Qingming didn't expect his sister to be so bold. Before he could react, she had eaten the fruit.

He was so scared that he grabbed his sister's shoulders and reached out to pick the fruit out of her mouth.

Zheng Xiaoman dodged his hand with a frown on his face, "Brother, I'm fine. This is just an ordinary fruit, how can it be poisonous?"

Zheng Qingming was still worried, so he loudly called Zhou Chunfeng and Old Lady Zhou from the yard to come in.

Zhou Chunfeng thought something had happened and rushed in in three or two steps.

"What's wrong? What happened? Did you get burned?"

She watched her son nervously grabbing his daughter and looking her up and down worriedly.

Zheng Xiaoman sighed helplessly, "Mom, I'm fine. It's my brother who's making a fuss. I just ate an acorn, and my brother was afraid that the fruit might be poisonous."

Old Mrs. Zhou, who followed in, breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey, you scared me. It's okay. We have eaten this acorn before. It tastes bitter but it's not poisonous."

Zheng Qingming finally felt relieved, but he was still angry. "Look, you said we were going to feed it to the pigs, why did you eat it first?"

Zheng Xiaoman looked at him innocently, "How can I know if it's still bitter if I don't taste it?"

Zheng Qingming choked, turned his head and ignored her.

Zhou Chunfeng wanted to laugh. She patted her daughter's head and said, "You are really brave. You dare to put anything in your mouth."

"Hey, mom, I know I was wrong. Mom, come and try it. After cooking the acorns like this, they are not so bitter anymore and they are delicious. Try it."

Zheng Xiaoman cracked open two more acorns and handed them to her mother and grandmother.

Zhou Chunfeng took it and took a bite, then looked at her daughter in surprise, "Is this really an acorn?"

Zheng Xiaoman nodded proudly, "Of course it's acorns. Look, there are still quite a few in the pot."

Old Mrs. Zhou also took a bite of the fruit and was equally surprised.

"Oh my, this fruit is really not bitter anymore. Not only is it not bitter, it tastes so good. Oh my God, there are piles of this stuff on the mountain and no one wants it. Haven't we discovered a treasure?"

What she said was not an exaggeration at all. Their villages were all next to mountains, and oak trees grew in patches on the mountains.

In autumn, the acorns fall to the ground in a thick layer, and no one ever picks them up.

Old Mrs. Zhou's hands were shaking with excitement. "Xiao Man, you have discovered a treasure."

After hearing what his mother and grandmother said, Zheng Qingming peeled a fruit and put it in his mouth.

He opened his eyes wide in surprise. Is this really the acorn he knew?

Zheng Xiaoman thought that her grandmother didn't know about the existence of sweet potatoes, otherwise she would be shocked.

Zhou Chunfeng was so happy that her face was full of smiles. "Oh, this is great. Tomorrow our whole family will go up the mountain to pick acorns. My God, we have wasted so many good things in the past."

Zhou Chunfeng felt her heart bleeding when she thought of the acorns that rotted on the mountains every year and were not wanted by anyone.

Old Mrs. Zhou nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, let's go to the mountain and pick up all the fruits. If we leave them there any longer, the acorns will rot."

Zhou Chunfeng went to look in the pot and asked, "Xiaoman, can we eat this fruit right after we cook it?"

"No, mother, I have already soaked them in water in a bucket for several days, and I change the water every day." Zheng Xiaoman repeated her method of processing acorns.

"It turns out to be so troublesome. I never paid attention to it." Zhou Chunfeng nodded. She had never taken this matter to heart before and didn't pay attention to it.

"Mom, I think the fruit is still a little bitter now. It may not have been soaked long enough. Let's soak the fruit for a few more days, and the bitterness should be less."

"Okay, then let's soak for a few more days. After all, we won't be short of water at home."

"Brother, let's take some acorns to the backyard to feed the pigs and see if the pigs like them." Zheng Xiaoman's main purpose of picking acorns is to feed the pigs. He has sweet potatoes at home, so it doesn't matter whether the pigs eat the acorns or not.

"Okay, I'll peel the fruit first and then go over."

Zheng Qingming scooped a scoop of fruit from the pot, sat there and started peeling it.

If the fruit is difficult to peel, Zheng Xiaoman will just use scissors to cut the skin directly.

Zhou Chunfeng and Old Mrs. Zhou also came over to help. The more they looked at the white and tender fruits in the basin, the more they liked them.

"Brother, these are almost done. Let's go see if the pigs will eat them."

Zheng Qingming stopped and said, "Let's go to the backyard."

Several people went to the backyard together. When they saw someone coming, the three pigs grunted and came to their feeding bowl.

"Lulululul, come here and eat some delicious food." Zheng Xiaoman poured the fruit in the bowl into the basin.

The three pigs first sniffed the food and then started eating it with big mouthfuls.

The fruit was eaten up in just a few bites. The three pigs obviously hadn't eaten any yet, and they were grunting as they sat in their bowls.

"Oh, this pig also knows that this is a good thing, hahaha." Old Mrs. Zhou laughed out loud as she looked at the pigs.

Zhou Chunfeng also agreed, "That's right. They didn't even look at the acorns before, but now they are eating them happily. With these fruits, we won't have to worry about having nothing to feed our pigs anymore."

Old Mrs. Zhou was also happy because her family also raised a pig. When she got home, she would quickly catch two more.

At dinner time in the evening, Old Man Zheng and the others were called over again.

At first, Old Man Zheng thought it was because his relatives-in-law came over, but he didn't expect that there was such great news waiting for them.

"What? You mean these are the bitter acorns from the mountains?"

He pointed at the plump white fruits on the plate, wondering if there was something wrong with his hearing.

"Master, this is the acorn. How can I deceive you?"

Zheng Xiaoman explained again how to process these fruits, and finally concluded, "These fruits taste a bit like wheat to me, I think they can also be ground into powder and eaten.

Grandpa, don’t we have a mill at home? Let’s try to grind it into powder and make dry food tomorrow to see what it tastes like.”