Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

After hearing this, Mu Zhongli smiled and said, "The second brother's family has indeed become prosperous and can afford to drink ginseng soup. Unlike poor people like us, who have never even seen what ginseng looks like!"

Mu Zhongqing explained: "The children saw that I was sick and too weak, so they gritted their teeth and bought two small ginseng trees to replenish my health. They did not enjoy such a good thing for nothing!"

Caiwei ignored her uncle's sarcastic remarks. As if she didn't hear him, she walked up to her father with a tray, took out the medicine bowl, and handed it to her father.

Mu Zhongqing took the medicine bowl, glanced at his daughter with relief, frowned and drank it in one gulp, his face wrinkled with pain. Caiwei hurriedly handed him the bowl of ginseng soup to taste. Although the taste of ginseng soup is not good, compared with the soup made from Coptis chinensis, it is simply heaven and earth.

After finishing the ginseng soup, Mu Zhongqing's wrinkled face improved a lot. Since Du's father-in-law and nephew were there, he couldn't hand Mu Zhongqing a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, lest he be seen as frivolous, so he hinted to Caiwei with his eyes. Get a handkerchief for Mu Zhongqing.

Caiwei understood and took out a clean and soft muslin handkerchief from her sleeve and handed it to her father. Mu Zhongqing took it, wiped his mouth, put the handkerchief back into her daughter's tray, and then turned away. , keep talking to them.

Seeing this continuous process in Mu Zhongli's eyes, he felt jealous and angry.

The second son, a pedantic and poor scholar, actually raised such a good girl, who is not only filial but also able to make money. Originally, their family was almost begging for food, but because of this girl, they were able to call slaves and maids. All the ginseng soup was drunk. I'm so jealous of him

Thinking about it, he said sourly: "The second child is lucky enough to have raised a good girl like Sister Wei. If someone is sick, there will be ginseng soup to drink. Those incompetent ones like mine will be treated with ginseng soup." Even if it’s broth, you don’t have to drink it!”

After hearing this, Mu Liankui on the side said pointedly: "Hey! This is exactly the reason. If you raise a child who doesn't live up to expectations, how can you hope to borrow from him? Like me, after living a lifetime, I still don’t know whether the ginseng soup is sweet or bitter, sour or spicy."

The old man's words sounded like he was lamenting his fate, but in fact he was knocking Mu Zhongqing. He has a good daughter who can let him drink ginseng soup, but his old man doesn't even know what ginseng soup tastes like. Never tried it?

Mu Zhongqing's face froze and he looked at his daughter, fearing that her daughter would be angry and do something extreme.

Unexpectedly, Caiwei said nonchalantly: "The old man wants to make soup with ginseng. This is easy. When we go back during the New Year, we will definitely bring you a good ginseng!"

When Mu Liankui heard this, his eyes narrowed with joy, and he kept saying, "Okay, okay, Weier is really grandpa's considerate and good granddaughter!"

Caiwei raised the corner of her mouth, sneered, and said, "Besides ginseng, what else does the old man want? You might as well tell me everything. I earned all the money in my family, and it's all here with me. Have you told my parents?" It’s useful, I won’t let it slip, none of them have the right to touch the family’s money.”

Caiwei's cold tone and contemptuous attitude made Muliankui very embarrassed, but there was nothing he could do about her!

He had already secretly asked Mu Zhongqing and his wife for the things he had discussed with his children and grandchildren last night. He thought that these two people were soft-tempered and easy to talk to, but unexpectedly they rejected him as soon as he opened his mouth. There must be no room for negotiation.

The old man was angry and had no choice but to find another way and shamelessly repeated the request he just made to Mu Zhongqing and his wife.