Zhu Cuihua came over smelling the fragrance and asked with a puzzled look on her face if there were any guests at home.

Ran He smiled without saying anything and simply responded, but this made Zhu Cuihua even more curious.

Taking this opportunity, she helped weigh the mushrooms with swift hands and feet, and completed the task in just two incense sticks of time, with amazing efficiency.

Before leaving, Zhu Cuihua mentioned the furniture that was being made at home. There was a hint of joking in her words, and she was obviously curious about the life of the newlyweds Ran He and Wu Xu.

Ran He cleverly changed the subject, praising Zhu Cuihua's husband's carpentry skills, and at the same time counterattacking at the right opportunity, making the atmosphere between them more relaxed and fun.

"Hey, you might as well consider building a luxurious bed for your loved one and enjoy life. That way, wouldn't the scale in your heart be balanced?"

Zhu Cuihua laughed dryly twice, trying to lighten the topic, and then recounted in detail what she saw and heard during her early morning walk in the mountains, especially the latest developments about the Wu family.

"Didn't you say before that you would never buy the Wu family's mushrooms and fungus again? But this morning I clearly saw their people busy picking them on the hillside behind them. What's going on? Are you deliberately trying to contradict them? Even if they are for our own consumption, how much can we consume throughout the year? We can't eat them every meal, right?"

Along the way, Zhu Cuihua's thoughts were running like wheels. The Wu family's unreasonable behavior made her full of doubts.

Ran He's mind was as clear as a mirror, and he had long been aware of the Wu family's calculating intentions.

"They may have seen that I could sell these for a good price after drying them, and guessed that there must be buyers in town to take them, so they simply dried them themselves and sold them directly, which not only saved the middleman's commission, but also allowed them to make more money. Such motivation is naturally a great temptation."

One cannot help but admire Ran He's insight, as if she could directly peek into the depths of the Wu family's minds.

After hearing Ran He's analysis, Zhu Cuihua's original doubts gradually dissipated, and she felt much more at ease.

She believed that it would not be easy for the Wu family to run their own business of dried mushrooms and black fungus.

After receiving her wages, Zhu Cuihua set off on her way home. After all, Ran He's family was about to welcome visitors, so she was embarrassed to stay any longer. Xiao Gou Dan and his mother also spread mushrooms and fungus on the open space not far away, preparing to take a short break after lunch and continue their work in the afternoon.

After settling the wages for Xiaogoudan and his mother, Ran He happened to notice that the mutton on the grill was about 70% cooked. He skillfully cut off a portion, carefully placed it on a plate, and handed it to Xiaogoudan and his mother.

"Take it back and try it as an extra dish."

Goudan's mother took it with gratitude. At the same time, she took out some carefully sewn clothes from her cloth bag. They were gifts for Ran He's two children.

"I went to the fabric store in town a few days ago. I thought the children would grow fast, so I made a few sets of clothes for them. They should fit them well. I'll let them try them on. If they don't fit, just tell me and I'll make some changes."

Ran He did not refuse this gift full of affection, because she knew very well that Hu Zi's family never easily accepted favors from others. Such a return gift was not only a transmission of friendship, but also a manifestation of respect for the other party.

Besides, Xiao Gou Dan earned a lot of money by helping to dry mushrooms, so the price he paid for this piece of clothing was still within an acceptable range.

"These clothes are so exquisite, the children will definitely like them. Dabao, Xiaobao, come and thank your aunt."

Inside the house, the two children who were studying heard the call and immediately ran over. When they saw the new clothes, they were overjoyed. Xiao Bao asked innocently, "Aunt, we all have new clothes, does Brother Hu have any?"

A warm feeling surged in Ran He's heart. Xiaobao was so young, but he still cared about Xiaogoudan. Her children were so kind-hearted.

Goudan's mother smiled gently and replied, "Of course, we made all three sets together. It's just that Goudan is busy now, and it would be a waste for him to wear new clothes. Let's let him wear new clothes next time you go out to play together."

Dabao and Xiaobao had happy and satisfied smiles on their faces. They didn't mind whether brother Huzi wore that special outfit or not, because in their innocent hearts, their aunt's love and care were the most precious gifts.

"Then let's say goodbye."

Ran He turned and walked into the house. Her movements were gentle and orderly, as if she was carefully caring for every inch of the space.

She carefully sorted out the clothes, folded them neatly and placed them in easy-to-reach places. Although her family was not well off, she tried her best to ensure the warmth and comfort of her home, making every daily life as worth celebrating as a holiday.

The two slightly worn pages in the corner caught her attention. Every crack recorded the traces of knowledge transfer. She vowed to herself that next time she went to town, she would pick out some new books for the children so that their journey of knowledge would no longer be restricted by material limitations.

Before leaving, Ran He whispered to Wu Xu who was quietly preparing to go out with him: "There will be guests at home soon, I will take you out to breathe some fresh air first. Remember, try to talk less while eating, and don't speak if you can."

There was a subtle worry in her tone, because she knew that the new Wu Xu had no idea that Mo Changfeng was her patient, and talking too much might inadvertently touch on some sensitive topics. In order to avoid possible embarrassment, Ran He decided to give him a reminder in advance.

Wu Xu did not raise any objection. His always silent attitude made Ran He feel a little relieved. She knew that in this short period of time together, silence was sometimes the most tacit understanding.

On this day, the sky was as clear as a washed sapphire, and the sun was shining across the courtyard. The father and his two sons sat in a circle in the sun, immersed in a sea of ​​books.

Ran He was busy shuttling between the kitchen and the courtyard. The brush in her hand evenly spread a layer of golden oil on the roasted lamb. The aroma filled the air, as if it had life and quietly penetrated into the children's nostrils.

Dabao could still barely suppress his inner desire, but Xiaobao's lips were already sparkling with tears, and his eyes were fixed on the mouth-watering whole lamb, almost turning into actual desire.

When the heat was just right, Ran He began to cook another delicacy - spicy crayfish, ready to be served immediately when the guests arrived, demonstrating perfect hospitality.

"You three should stop reading. Dabao and Xiaobao, come and help me set the table. The guests will be here soon, so we all have to behave well."

As soon as Ran He finished speaking, there was the sound of a horse neighing and a gentle knock on the door. She knew very well that welcoming guests in person was the most basic respect for the guests.

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