Wang Caihong looked at Zhou Zhaozhao with bright eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, only shaking his head and saying nothing.

Then, she opened the basket on her back with great anticipation and said excitedly to Zhou Zhaozhao, "Teacher, look."

Her basket contained a lot of wild fruits that Zhou Zhaozhao had never seen before, red wild fruits.

"What is this?" Zhou Zhaozhao vaguely felt that this wild fruit must be related to his morning sickness.

"This fruit can cure your morning sickness." Sure enough, Wang Caihong said excitedly, "My mother was suffering from severe vomiting at that time, so eating this fruit will help her."

"You silly child." Zhou Zhaozhao stepped forward and hugged her in his arms, and said seriously, "It's so dangerous. You are not allowed to go there in the future."

How old is she? It seems that this fruit was found in the Red Mountain.

A little girl, what if something goes wrong with this thing?

"Teacher, don't be afraid." Wang Caihong patted Zhou Zhaozhao's hand and said, "I have the address. My father is very familiar with the mountains."

After saying that, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket with many crooked lines drawn on it. It should be a map.

"Look, my dad drew me a map," Wang Caihong said excitedly, "I followed this map to find it."

"My father said that these sour plums pickled in sugar and soaked in water every day can prevent morning sickness." Wang Caihong said, and looked at Yang Weili again, "Uncle Yang, please make it for Teacher Zhou."

She handed her backpack to Yang Weili.

"Thank you." Yang Weili also said with some emotion, "Can you also give me your map?"

If it was really useful, he planned to go to the mountains to find some more of this fruit.

"Okay," Wang Caihong said with a shy smile, "but I still need him to tell you about the pictures my father drew."

Her father was uneducated and the map he drew was not standard. If she hadn't been familiar with this area, she probably wouldn't have found these wild fruits.

Yang Weili heard what Zhou Zhaozhao said about Wang Caihong, and also knew that she wanted to support Wang Caihong until she finished college.

Wang's father was knitting straw sandals in the yard. This was a job assigned to them by the village. The straw sandals and bamboo cages cost a few cents each. Although he didn't earn much, it was still an income for him.

Seeing Wang Caihong leading people in, Wang's father hurriedly put down his work and said, "Teacher Zhou, you are here."

At the same time, my heart was relieved.

When Wang Caihong said that he would go up to the mountain to help Zhou Zhaozhao pick sour fruits, he was actually very worried, but he also knew that Zhou Zhaozhao was very kind to their family. It was all because of Zhou Zhaozhao that his daughter could go to school.

So he couldn't stop this kind of thing, and he also knew that his daughter had a good idea and couldn't stop it.

So he drew her the route he took up the mountain in the past.

He didn't feel right doing anything this whole day. He had been thinking about his daughter, but he didn't expect that she would come back with Zhou Zhaozhao.

"Dad Rainbow," Zhou Zhaozhao said seriously, "I am very grateful to Classmate Rainbow for helping me pick sour fruits, but this is only done once and cannot happen again."

"Caihong, did you hear that?" She looked at Wang Caihong, "There are so many dangers in Hongshan."

If something happened, she would feel guilty for the rest of her life.

"Okay, Teacher Zhou." Father Wang said with some emotion, "I won't do it again."

He glanced at his daughter and saw that her head was drooped. When Zhou Zhaozhao touched her head, she immediately became alive again.

"If it works, let your Uncle Yang do it." Zhou Zhaozhao said to Wang Caihong gently.

Wang Caihong nodded.

Yang Weili walked over and squatted down to ask Cai Caihong's father about the signs drawn on the map. He also asked Wang Caihong for a piece of paper and pen, and he drew it again.

Not only was Wang's father familiar with Hongshan, although Yang Weili had not been here very long, he was actually very familiar with the terrain inside because of the Zhuo family.

After transforming it into a map he was familiar with, and confirming it with him again, Yang Weili put the map away.

After asking in detail about the pickling of sour fruits, the couple left.

When Wang Caihong sent them away and came back, he discovered that there were still two cans of malted milk at his door.

This was given to her brother by Zhou Zhaozhao.

I have given it before, and my brother finished drinking it a few days ago.

Wang Caihong hugged Malted Milk and his eyes became moist.

When Yang Weili went back, he pickled the sour fruits according to Caihong's father's method.

Along the way, Zhou Zhaozhao had already eaten several sour fruits. "Not to mention, this fruit is really delicious."

It's sour and sweet, and I feel refreshed after eating it.

In the past, I always felt that my chest was as tight as if something was pressing down on me.

The most important thing is that she is hungry.

"I want to eat dumplings," she said.

This was the first time Zhou Zhaozhao had the urge to eat when he was hungry since he was pregnant.

Xu Guizhi was very happy when she heard this, "Mom will make you whatever stuffing you want to eat."

"It's made from potatoes," Zhou Zhaozhao said, "It's stuffed with potatoes and meat."

"No problem." Xu Guizhi was stunned. She had never made this kind of stuffing before, but that didn't mean she couldn't make it.

Yang Weili made the dough, and Xu Guizhi made the stuffing. Zhou Zhaozhao was listening to music and reading in the room, while mother and son were making dumplings outside.

Soon, a bowl of steaming dumplings was served.

Under the expectant gazes of mother and son, Zhou Zhaozhao ate a dumpling and nodded excitedly, "That's the taste."

Xu Guizhi almost cried.

Zhou Zhaozhao couldn't eat anymore after fifteen dumplings. He was afraid that she would have morning sickness and ate two sour fruits. That night, he fell asleep so contentedly.

When I woke up the next day, I still felt like morning sickness, but it wasn't as intense as before.

The sour fruits at home were almost eaten, so Yang Weili went to the mountains to pick some sour fruits before the heavy snow came.

He came back in a cold sweat and said to Zhou Zhaozhao, "That little girl is really lucky."

There are many places where danger might really arise if he hadn't been so skilled.

Yang Weili didn't even know how this little girl named Wang Caihong did it.

He even had the urge to recruit this little girl to the army to train her properly.

"Most of the sour fruits in Hongshan are here." He said with satisfaction.

Because there had been no morning sickness for several days, Yang Weili finally felt relieved.

In this way, he can go out on missions with peace of mind.

"It won't be long before the Chinese New Year?" When Xu Guizhi heard that Yang Weili was going on a mission, he frowned and said, "Can't we send someone else?"

"Mom," Zhou Zhaozhao said with a smile, "I have delayed him for several days."

As the person next to her, how could she not know about Yang Weili’s anxiety some time ago?

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