In the year of disaster in the book, the villain girl is the real winner

He Qiudi waved his hand indifferently and said, "They are all from the mountains. We are from the same village. Don't worry about it. We have picked enough to eat for two days."

Now is the time when there is a shortage of food. If she takes her two nephews into the mountains, they can find a lot of food and bring it back, which will make people resent her.

Cui'er and Xiaohua couldn't hunt any animals, so they picked some mushrooms to satisfy their cravings. This was to help them share the attention and divert the red-eye disease in the village.

Say.

She has already found several other places. She will go into the mountains again tomorrow morning and there will be more mushrooms to pick elsewhere.

Only Sanlang didn't know the truth and was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

Old Mrs. He heard what they said, and hurried to the backyard and told He Qingya, who was cutting grass to feed the donkey and mule, to carry a basket and go to the mountain to pick mushrooms.

Qiudi, this silly child, treats his little friend as a real friend and tells everything to others.

The leftover mushrooms can be dried and sold.

The prices of mushrooms and matsutake are not cheap.

If the family wasn't short of money recently and the daughter was craving for fresh food, she would have saved the two valuable mushrooms to dry and sell instead of stewing chicken with mushrooms.

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Ningyuan County.

During the banquet, he sat by the window and read a book.

Guard Yang Ba knocked on the door and came in, handing him a small note.

"Master. Someone from Pomegranate Village sent it back."

He opened it with one hand during the banquet, and after reading the two lines of words written on it, a smile as elegant as spring snow appeared on his handsome mouth.

"Tell Yang Qi not to get too close, just keep her safe."

She was able to hunt small animals for two consecutive days. Her sharpness is extraordinary.

If she discovered Yang Qi, she might misunderstand that he had hired someone to monitor her.

"promise."

*

In the evening, He Qiudi took a bath and went to the old well to wash clothes. Xiu'er and Xiaohua returned to the village together, carrying baskets on their backs, with happy smiles on their faces.

Sanlang jumped behind them, jumped up and stretched his neck to look inside.

"Oh, auntie, they have picked up all the mushrooms the size of your little finger. If we go again tomorrow, there won't be any left!"

Xiu'er looked at He Qiudi and said apologetically, "Sanlang, I'm sorry, we really don't have any fresh vegetables at home. How about I wait until my cucumbers bear fruit and then I'll treat you to the first one?"

Saburo: "Woo woo woo. I have cucumbers at home. I don't want you to use cucumbers to mend my broken heart."

Xiu Er scratched her head embarrassedly: "Then I'll give you some mushrooms?"

"Then why are you so embarrassed?"

Sanlang wiped his tears. Although he said that, he had already grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands and motioned Xiu'er to put mushrooms into his cloth bag.

"Sanlang." Old Lady He, who was washing things nearby, could not stand watching any longer and tried to stop him, "Mushrooms in the mountains don't belong to any one family, so anyone can pick them. How can you control what others pick just because they have already picked them?"

He Sanlang pouted unwillingly and said coquettishly, "Grandma."

Old Lady He's face darkened: "Sanlang!"

"Then Sister Xiu'er, I don't want it anymore." He Sanlang hung his head and turned away.

Then, he glanced at Xiaohua angrily and said, "From now on, I will never allow my aunt to tell you the location of the mushrooms."

There are other people under the old locust tree.

Someone asked: "Did Qiudi tell Xiu'er and Xiaohua the location of this mushroom?"

Before He Qiudi could say anything, Old Lady He said magnanimously, "Yes. It's not the famine, no one in the village has much vegetables to eat. They came together to ask Nannan, and Nannan told them. It's just that we need to save the seeds for the mushrooms. If we go again tomorrow, there will be more. Xiu'er, Xiaohua, if you two pick all the small mushrooms, there will be none tomorrow."

Xiu Er scratched her head a little embarrassedly and apologized, "We didn't mean to do that."

Xiaohua, on the other hand, kept her head down and didn't say anything, letting Xiuer take the lead and accept everyone's questions.

Looking at their performance, He Qiudi had an idea in his mind.

She doesn't care about these things. What she cares about is the original owner's friends and whether it is worth her continuing to maintain the friendship.

After He Qiudi finished washing the clothes and pouring water into the well, she went home.

After He Qingya returned home, He Qiudi continued to learn cooking from Old Lady He. After dinner, he went back to the house to sleep early. In fact, he went to the port to work and make dried fish for the little stupid cat.

The harbor’s pools are not deep enough to store enough water at one time.

What if you need a lot of water in the future? Wouldn't there be no space to store water?

After discussing with the little stupid cat, she decided to dig the pool deeper and into a gradient inverted trapezoid. She would first separate out half of it and dig the other half after this half was dug.

This is a big project.

Early to bed, early to rise.

He Qiudi decided to collect supplies from other containers before going to bed at night because she was worried that something unexpected might happen and she would need to use something she didn't have, and she had already collected supplies.

In the future, it would be best to stay and collect supplies before going to bed.

The next day.

He Qiudi got up, put on his clothes, shoes and socks, and went to the old well and reservoir at the entrance of the village to drain water. After draining, he went home to continue catching up on sleep.

After breakfast, he took He Sanlang and He Qinglu into the mountains to hunt.

Dalang doesn't like studying. When he reaches his age, he has to follow the adults to work in the fields.

I can't go into the mountains with her and fool around today.

This time, He Qiudi didn't let the little stupid cat look for anything. Instead, Sanlang found a little fox. However, the fox was very cunning. He Qiudi shot three arrows at it but missed.

Looking at the little fox that ran into the woods, Sanlang felt like crying but had no tears.

"That's a fox, it's a fox. A fox skin is worth a lot of money."

He Qiudi thought: Silly boy, animals shed their fur at the turn of summer and the fur is shabby and worthless. That mixed-hair fox is so ugly, there is no use in hunting it. Fox meat has a sour and rancid smell and is not tasty at all, so it is better not to have it.

I let it go on purpose.

He Qiudi took off the quiver and handed it to him: "Sanlang, how can we always come back with a full load every time we go into the mountains? You can hunt the rest."

"Thank you, aunt!"

After getting the hunting bow and quiver, Sanlang was so happy that he almost jumped up.

They wandered around in the mountains for a whole morning and finally caught a pheasant in a small valley.

He Qiudi deliberately did not help, but Sanlang actually shot the pheasant's wing. The three of them chased and intercepted the pheasant, and caught it in a thorn bush when it had nowhere to escape.

When they passed by the place where they had let water flow to grow mushrooms yesterday, they picked two more baskets of mushrooms before going home.

When going down the mountain.

Sanlang said in a grown-up manner, "Aunt, we can't tell anyone about the mushrooms here now."

"Okay. I promise not to tell anyone, but if anyone in the village finds the mushroom's location again, you can't blame me."

When the three returned to the village, they saw a mule cart parked at the entrance of the village.

He Qiudi knew the driver. He was the driver assigned to his eldest brother by the county government.

really.

The first person to get off the car was the old woman who served He Qingshu and Wei. She was carrying a large cloth bag on her back and holding a lot of things in her hands.

A teenage boy jumped out of the mule cart. It was He Jia Erlang.

The next to come down were Wei and He Qingshu, mother and daughter, dressed in silk and satin and wearing pearl hairpins on their heads.

The two of them were holding bags, big and small, and looked like they had bought a lot of things for the He family.

Wei said to the driver, "Old Ji, we are in the village now. You should go back first. I am worried that the master may need the car and cannot find you. Go back and tell the master that I will take good care of the two elders on his behalf. I will take care of everything at home. He does not need to worry. He just needs to take care of himself."

"Okay, ma'am."

The driver turned the mule around and drove away slowly.

At this time, it was not yet lunchtime, and many villagers had gathered under the old locust tree. Seeing Wei bringing back so many things and saying such appropriate words, they could not help but show envy and approval.

The mule cart could go into the village to the He family, but in order to show everyone, Wei got off at the entrance of the village.

Sanlang is lively and ran to the village entrance early.

He shouted enthusiastically: "Aunt, elder sister, second brother!"

Erlang snorted and was not very interested in Sanlang.

Wei looked at He Sanlang with a smile on his face, "It's Sanlang~"

She looked back, her eyes fell on the faces of He Qiudi and He Qinglu, and she quickly walked forward a few steps, holding He Qiudi's hand, and said, "Oh, my little ancestor. It's so hot, where did Sanlang and Sanya instigate you to go? Why are you sweating all over like a wild girl? You are your mother's darling, what should I do if something goes wrong?"

Instigate?

What a serious word.

This Wei is also an expert at stirring up trouble.