Farmer's eldest sister becomes rich

The staple food of this season is mostly sweet potatoes, and the vegetables are usually white radish or cabbage. Due to the cold weather, people usually make some corn paste to eat with the sweet potatoes.

An Yue ate two sweet potatoes and drank a bowl of hot corn porridge, and felt warm from head to toe.

After dinner, An Yue rushed to clear the table and wash the dishes, just like she did at noon.

After my uncle and aunt finished their meal, my grandmother told them to get up early the next day and pick up the sweet potato vines from the field. The two of them responded and went back to their own room.

An Nian helped his sister to clean up. After finishing the simple cleaning, he carried a small stool and sat next to his grandparents, pestering his grandmother to tell him jokes.

Listening to the jokes, An Nian happily patted his grandparents' backs and pinched their legs, making the old couple laugh so hard that they couldn't stop.

After washing the dishes, An Yue came to the main room and saw that her grandmother had already prepared hot water and was waiting for her to soak her feet.

When her grandmother saw her, she quickly waved her over and said, "Yueyue, come over and soak your feet to warm them up."

She hurriedly moved a stool over, sat next to her grandmother, took off her muddy cloth shoes, and soaked her grandmother's feet together.

After a day's work, my whole body was sore. After soaking my feet, I felt much more relaxed.

An Yue didn’t know how long this kind of days would last, she just hoped that day would come as late as possible.

On the second day, just after daybreak, An Yue got up early as usual, but today she started to make breakfast.

An Nian was very tired from working yesterday, so he stayed in bed and didn't want to get up today. An Yue simply let him sleep a little longer.

My grandmother, grandfather, uncle and aunt also had to go to the fields early. My grandfather and grandmother tied sweet potato vines in the fields, while my uncle and aunt were responsible for carrying the vines back in bundles.

When they came back, it was already dawn.

After the family had breakfast, everything went back to normal.

My uncle still went to work in the village, and my aunt stayed at home to wash clothes and cook.

The four generations of grandparents and grandchildren continued to dig sweet potatoes.

This daily life was repeated for more than ten days, and all the sweet potatoes were dug. The work my uncle did in the village could be completed in two days at most.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the Chinese New Year is coming soon. I have been busy digging sweet potatoes, and the firewood at home is almost used up.

Seeing that the weather was good, the grandmother prepared to take the siblings up the mountain to collect some firewood.

Before going up the mountain, the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren prepared a machete for chopping wood, a bamboo rake, brought a pot of water, and carried their own backpacks.

The mountain is not far from home, only one or two kilometers away.

Along the way, An Nian picked up the small dead branches and put them in his backpack.

Grandma and An Yue walked behind and laughed as they watched.

"Niannian, if you keep carrying the basket and picking things up as you go, you'll be too tired to walk before you even reach the top of the mountain!"

An Nian scratched his head and asked, "Grandma, isn't this how you collect firewood in the mountains?"

It was An Nian’s first time collecting firewood, so it was normal that he didn’t understand anything. After all, he was only six years old.

An Yue gently scratched An Nian's nose with her index finger and said, "Niannian, we went to the mountain to collect firewood. The dead branches on the mountain are big and thick, and the ones we bring home are more durable."

Soon we reached the halfway point of the mountain.

According to my grandmother, unless there are three or five people going up the mountain specifically to hunt, try not to go deep into the mountains, as dangers lurk there at all times.

The grandmother brought the siblings to the halfway point of the mountain, at the foot of a relatively flat hillside with dead branches and fallen leaves everywhere.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren placed the backpack on a flat place, while the grandmother climbed up the slope with a bamboo rake.

Use a bamboo rake to scrape the ground from top to bottom, and all the fallen leaves, dead branches, and various dry ferns on the ground will be caught together with the bamboo rake.

After a while, my grandmother had dug up a pile of fallen leaves from the slope, and there was a pile in front of her, like a pointed hill.

Grandma asked An Yue to point the backpack at the pile of fallen leaves, and then she pointed the bamboo rake at the mouth of the backpack and pushed it hard, and the fallen leaves fell into the backpack.

An Yue squatted down, pressed the fluffy fallen leaves, and put a few handfuls in. In a few seconds, the brother and sister's backpacks were full.

An Nian looked at the full basket and tried to lift it up to see if it was too heavy.

It was somewhat unexpected that this full basket was not as heavy as the seven or eight sweet potatoes he had carried before.

At this time, my grandmother started to pick up the machete and cut down the dry branches one by one, big and small, of varying thicknesses.

Then she arranged all the dead branches into the same length, and then my grandmother cut a very tough vine, tied them up, and placed them on her own backpack.

He used vines again to tie the firewood sticks firmly to the backpack.

The backpacks of the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren were full, so they slowly carried them on their backs and walked down the mountain.

Come to the foot of the mountain.

"Crack...crack...crack..."

Not far from them, a bird suddenly flew out from the grass, flying very slowly, as if it was injured.

An Nian was so scared that he almost fell down, but fortunately his grandmother was quick and grabbed his backpack.

After An Nian stood firm, he pointed in the direction it flew away and asked, "Grandma, what is that?"

Grandma smiled and said, "That's a pheasant. It's cold today, and there are the most pheasants in the mountains. Goudan's father from the village will go up the mountain to hunt, and often brings back all kinds of wild animals to the village."

An Nian walked in front, asking questions non-stop: "It's cold, aren't these chickens going home?"

"They are pheasants, pheasants that can fly. They eat insects and ants all year round. If there are crops in the fields, they will also fly to eat the crops we grow."

"Humph! This chicken is really bad! A bad chicken." An Nian said angrily.

At this time, An Yue did not say anything, but gently put down the backpack and walked towards the direction where the pheasant landed with a bamboo rake.

An Yue carefully parted the grass and saw a pheasant with colorful feathers squatting in the grass.

Although they are not as fat as the chickens raised by my grandmother, if I can catch one and stew it in a pot, it will improve my family's life.

An Yue knew that it was injured and could not fly far, but fortunately she had a bamboo rake in her hand.

An Yue's bamboo rake "whoosh" came out quickly, fiercely and accurately, and pinned the pheasant in one go.

Then he pounced down quickly, landing right on the pheasant's back.

I have to complain that the original owner's body was really weak and small, but fortunately I had trained in the Armed Police Academy before, and I practiced this kind of fake fall countless times every day.

"Grandma, I caught a pheasant!"

She pulled out some wild grass, tied up the pheasant's claws and wings, and then ran towards them with the pheasant in her arms.

Ever since she traveled here and was driven out by the An family, she has been staying at her grandmother's house. However, the family conditions are limited, and they eat sweet potatoes and corn porridge every day. An Yue feels like her intestines are about to rust.