Reborn to face famine, I brought a space full of supplies!

The first and second branches of the Xiao family had separated long ago, but Liu Cui was the elder after all. Now that something had happened to her, and Jiang Chuyue and Xiao Yihao were not there to take care of her personally, although no one in Wanshan Village would say anything about it, who could tell whether this matter would be brought up in the future to accuse and attack Xiao Yihao and the others?

But Jiang Chuyue couldn't take care of Liu Cui personally. Since she couldn't accompany her and take care of her, she would just give her money and food.

"There are three pounds of pork in it. Please take care of yourself and the children." Facing such a person who once wanted to take her life, Jiang Chuyue did not feel sorry for her. There must be something hateful about pitiful people. It's just that seeing how difficult his life was, she always missed him and his two children, so she gave him a hand.

As for He Hua's future, it is not something Jiang Chuyue can decide.

Jiang Chuyue had said everything that needed to be said and had nothing else to say. When she turned around and prepared to leave, someone grabbed her hand tightly.

Looking back, meeting a pair of eyes soaked with tears, He Hua opened and closed her mouth, and finally uttered her request, "Chu Yue, can I have some herb seeds as well?"

"Didn't I give it to you before?" Jiang Chuyue frowned and subconsciously wanted to push away He Hua's hand that was holding her, but He Hua was holding her hand too tightly, so Jiang Chuyue had to give up the idea temporarily.

"Yes, I did." He Hua said, "But your grandmother said she didn't want to grow any herbs, so she sold them to Old Zhao next door."

Jiang Chuyue understood. No wonder she had seen many more medicinal herbs in Old Zhao's field before. However, she did not ask much. It turned out that they came from the second branch of the Xiao family.

As for why Liu Cui was unwilling to plant, it was easy to figure out. It was simply because she felt ashamed, and secondly, she felt that she was the elder. Could it be that Xiao Yihao and Jiang Chuyue could really ignore them?

But now that Liu Cui is lying in bed, her condition is getting worse day by day. He Hua has to make more plans for herself and her children.

"I'll have someone send it to you later." After hearing Jiang Chuyue's words, He Hua let go of Jiang Chuyue's hand in disappointment and said thank you numbly and weakly.

Jiang Chuyue didn't feel that she should take on the responsibility of the second house. "But the herbs have to be bought with money. When the herbs are harvested, I will deduct this part of the money from the money."

He Hua was still hesitant about what to do if she didn't have money when she heard half of it, but when she heard the end, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, "This is what I should do."

After dealing with the affairs of the second house, Jiang Chuyue once again devoted herself to various issues related to growing medicinal herbs. She worked hard in the fields all day long. After seeing that every household in Wanshan Village had planted one or two acres of medicinal herbs and that they were growing well, everyone in Wanshan Village felt that they had a future and a goal to live.

It was almost the beginning of spring. As usual, Jiang Chuyue went to the fields to solve the problems for the people who had problems growing medicinal herbs. When she went home to have a good rest, she saw He Hua standing not far from the door.

Mistakingly thinking that there was something wrong with the herbs in her field again, Jiang Chuyue waved her hand and He Hua came over somewhat nervously.

"The field has insect infestations and there is no improvement after using pesticides?"

"The fields are fine." He Hua subconsciously answered the question first. When she saw Jiang Chuyue frowning in confusion, she said, "Your grandmother has passed away. I came here to tell you about the death, but since there are only three children in the family, I am waiting for you here."

"When did you go?" Jiang Chuyue asked.

"It was around 3 p.m. when I came back from spreading medicine in the fields, your grandmother had already passed away." He Hua had just finished handling Xiao Li's funeral, and now she had to handle Liu Cui's funeral.

I simply don't have that much energy, let alone that much money, to give Liu Cui a decent treatment.

But he just couldn't bring himself to ask Jiang Chuyue for money.

Jiang Chuyue noticed He Hua's dilemma and knew that the second house was having a hard time now. The little money they had left had been used up on Liu Cui's treatment.

"No matter what she did before, she is still my husband's grandmother. I don't understand the many etiquette and rules of the funeral. I'm afraid I have to trouble Second Aunt. If the money is not enough, just ask."

Jiang Chuyue took out dozens of copper coins from her bosom and handed them to He Hua. She invited He Hua in and told Xiao Yihao and his two younger siblings the news of Liu Cui's death.

"It's not easy to arrange a funeral. You are still busy with things in the fields now, so you don't have to worry too much about the funeral. Second Aunt and I will discuss and make a decision." Xiao Yihao knew that Jiang Chuyue did not want to arrange Liu Cui's funeral personally.

Liu Cui's previous frame-up of Jiang Chuyue was still fresh in her mind, so it was not surprising that she would act like this.

Jiang Chuyue was worrying about how to get rid of this matter. Seeing Xiao Yihao take the initiative to take charge of this matter, she naturally took the opportunity to step down. "In this case, I'll have to trouble my husband and second aunt to take care of it."

*

Liu Cui's funeral was scheduled for the third day. Xiao Yihao specially invited a famous fortune teller nearby to choose a good tomb for Liu Cui. He matched her horoscopes and calculated a suitable time, and then prepared for the burial.

On the day of the burial, Jiang Chuyue, dressed in mourning, led her two children and walked behind Xiao Yihao, following him the whole time. Whatever Xiao Yihao did, she and her two children did it. Even though it was so mindless, Jiang Chuyue was exhausted after a day of hard work.

After I got home, I lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Liu Cui’s death did not seem to cause much sensation or discussion in Wanshan Village. When a person dies, it is like a light going out, and when the light goes out, no one will care about it anymore.

The rest of the people lived their lives as usual. Because Jiang Chuyue and Xiao Yihao left all the gifts they received from the funeral to the second wife, He Hua could at least survive the end of this winter with her two children.

The beginning of spring has arrived.

The season of revival has arrived, and the villagers of Wanshan Village all have smiles on their faces because of the bumper harvest of medicinal herbs. They go to the fields early in the morning, carefully pick the mature and well-growing herbs, and personally deliver them to Jiang Chuyue's yard.

After waiting, looking at the long line, I was not in a hurry. I just waited in line patiently and chatted with the people in front or behind me.

"You must not make any mistakes when distributing the new herbs to everyone. You must find out exactly how much each household has." As Xiao Yihao's leg healed, there was no need to keep it secret any longer.

But when Jiang Chuyue asked Xiao Yihao to help, she was still uneasy. She was still worried if he didn't do it herself.

However, Xiao Yihao didn't feel annoyed even though he had listened to Jiang Chuyue's nagging for several times. "Don't worry, I remember everything clearly. It's also written clearly in the account book. There won't be any mistakes."

Jiang Chuyue looked back every few steps, "If you are unsure, you can ask me again. Don't make any mistakes."

Xiao Yihao waved his hand, signaling for her to rest assured.