Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

August came in a flash, and the children in the village began to go into the mountains to pick mushrooms.

Zhang Xiuhua particularly likes this activity. The small mushrooms, stewed with chicken, are simply the most delicious thing in the world.

That day she took a few children into the woods to pick mushrooms. The most common mushrooms at that time were small yellow mushrooms, gray-yellow mushrooms and hazel mushrooms.

Coming out of the woods, everyone had filled their backpacks, the sizes were different.

Zhang Xiuhua was hot and tired, while the other children had their mouths full of purple-red juice and were picking wild fruits while picking mushrooms in the mountains.

"Let's go! Go home!"

Zhang Xiuhua raised her arms and called out, and the children immediately followed.

When she got home, Zhang Xiuhua poured the mushrooms onto the curtain, dried them, and then packed them tightly in a plastic bag so that she could keep them for stewing chicken in the winter.

The children's mushrooms also fell onto the curtain, and at this moment, Li Jianguo came back from outside.

This time he was gone for half a month. When the children saw him, they immediately surrounded him, but quickly ran away because Li Jianguo smelled bad.

Li Jianguo sniffed himself and indeed there was a bit of smell. "There was little water on the train. I could have washed up in the shower room at the railway bureau, but I hurried here to catch the last train."

Youcai ran to the kitchen, "Dad, I'll boil some water for you now."

By the time Li Jianguo finished washing up, the children had already opened all the bags he brought.

This time he was going to work, he didn't bring any gifts for the children, he only bought some Fuling cakes, which he heard were the specialties of the capital. In fact, there are more specialties of the capital, but other things are not forbidden. It's not easy for him to bring.

The children still ate with gusto.

Li Jianguo wiped his hair and went to wash his clothes. Even Zhuzhu had to wash her own clothes, so he couldn't expect Zhang Xiuhua to do it for him.

However, Zhang Xiuhua would still talk to him while turning over and drying mushrooms, mainly talking about what happened when Youcai and Old Man Xu went to prepare a feast and encountered bandits on the road.

Li Jianguo threw the clothes in his hand into the basin, with a bit of anger on his face, "Where are the people?"

"He's been arrested." Zhang Xiuhua told him not to worry, "Youcai is fine. Although Old Man Xu was angry, Youcai later apologized to him and accepted fifty eggs from Youcai, so his anger subsided."

Li Jianguo heaved a long sigh of relief, and repeatedly reminded Youcai, "You usually seem very smart, why did you act so stupid at the critical moment! No matter how important money is, can it be more important than your life?"

Youcai accepted the scolding obediently without saying a word.

Zhang Xiuhua tried to smooth things over, "Youcai picked up a ginseng, and I don't know how old it is. It's a good opportunity for you to come back, so you can help sell it."

She went back to the house to find ginseng (actually she took it from the space), and brought it outside for Li Jianguo to examine.

Li Jianguo is more knowledgeable than Zhang Xiuhua, an outsider. He has also collected ginseng in the mountains before. "This one is at least seven years old. There is a saying about ginseng: five-year-old ginseng is not good enough. Six-year-old ginseng is mature and in season (1). Of course, the older it is, the more expensive it is."

He put the ginseng under the scorching sun to dry, and then sold it when he left.

The ginseng incident was over, and he planned to do something else when he came back this time.

"The death anniversary of the mother of several children is coming soon. Now the supervision is not strict. I want to take them to burn paper." Li Jianguo actually did not have deep feelings for Chen Zhaodi. At the beginning, he felt sorry for her and felt that it was very hard for her to be pregnant. He sent most of his salary to her, hoping that she would eat something good and replenish her body. But she would rather support her parents than buy supplements for herself. In the end, her body was too weak and she had no strength to give birth and finally died.

He was very angry, but the person was already dead and no amount of anger could help.

Zhang Xiuhua was a little surprised, because in her previous life, she had seen many couples where the first wife (husband) died and the second wife remarried, but the first wife didn't exist. Not to mention burning paper, they didn't even want to take care of their children.

"Then why don't you go to the supply and marketing cooperative tomorrow to buy some paper money and some fruit offerings?"

Li Jianguo nodded, and then added, "I also want to take the child to visit my grandmother's house. After all, they have lost their daughter."

Zhang Xiuhua looked at Youcai, who immediately jumped out, "Dad, I'm not going. I almost froze to death in his house before. They don't care about an outsider like me at all."

Youcai didn't want to go, and Li Jianguo didn't force him. He looked at Yaoyao. Yaoyao didn't want to go either, "I'm a girl, they don't care."

Only Zhuzhu was confused, but Li Jianguo said, "Your mother died when you were born. You can kowtow to your grandparents on her behalf and that will be considered as showing filial piety to her."

This meant that Zhuzhu had to go. Zhuzhu had never been to her grandmother's house before, and unlike her brothers and sisters, she was not opposed to it, so she nodded when she heard it.

The next day, Li Jianguo took his three children to their mother's grave to burn paper money and placed some honey.

After burning the paper money, Youcai and Yaoyao returned home, while Li Jianguo rode a bicycle with Zhuzhu on his back and left the village.

The children went to the woods to look for mushrooms, while Zhang Xiuhua went to discuss raising chickens with the team leader.

The reform and opening-up policy was finalized last year, and it would be increasingly difficult to sell vermicelli. She wanted to find another way to make money, and after much thought, she decided that breeding would be the best option.

"Now that there are no restrictions on poultry, can I raise chickens?"

The chickens she was talking about were definitely not a dozen or twenty. The captain took a puff of his pipe and asked, "How many do you want to raise?"

Zhang Xiuhua had thought about it before coming here, "I'm a novice, this is my first time raising chickens on a large scale, so I'll start with 500 chickens."

A chicken farm usually raises at least 2,000 chickens, but the money she could take out was only 1,500 yuan. Even if she added her previous savings, it would still be less than 2,000 yuan, so she could only raise 500 chickens at most.

She felt that she had raised too few, but when the captain heard her words, he started coughing violently, "What? Five hundred?!"

At that time, eggs were not expensive, only 67 cents per pound, and the chicks were hatched by the members themselves. If someone didn't know how to do it, they would ask other members for help.

The chicks didn't cost much, but food was expensive. Where did she get so much food?

Zhang Xiuhua smiled and said, "I'm just asking. Can I raise it? If I can, I can raise it next year. Then I can buy some wheat bran from somewhere else."

The captain really couldn't make such a big decision. He took a deep puff of his pipe and wanted to persuade Zhang Xiuhua, "The higher-ups have just lifted the ban, and you're taking a big step. If they crack down on speculation again in the future, you'll be the first to be exposed. Xiuhua, think about it again!"

In fact, the captain's worries were not without reason. You have to know that in the past two years, the policies of various places have not been stable. Today they encourage reform and opening up, but tomorrow they may arrest people. Especially the "Eight Kings" incident in Wenzhou caused a lot of uproar. In her previous life, she worked in the south and heard that many people were arrested.

But those people were speculators, she was not. She raised chickens, which was at most cutting off the capitalist tail. But she remembered that such things did not happen again in the 1980s.

It was different in different places, and she was worried that they wouldn't allow it here, so she asked the captain to ask.

"Uncle, I know what you are worried about. Don't worry, you can ask for me. If the commune doesn't allow it, then I won't raise it. If the commune agrees, I will do it!"

Seeing that she was listening, the captain narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Okay, I'll ask for you."