After dressing as a widow

Lin Zhen brought the sugar water from Lin Xiaoyao's hand, squatted down and approached the child like a hide-and-seek, and rubbed his withered and yellow hair: "This is what my uncle specially asked my brother to pour for you, drink some~ "

The young woman was apprehensive and flustered, and waved her hands again and again: "Thank you, Brother Zhen, no need—"

"The child is so thirsty that his mouth is peeling. It's okay to drink some water."

Why didn't the young woman know that the child was suffering with her? She looked at Lin Zhen and the brown sugar water in his hand, and said to the child in a hoarse voice: "Xiaofeng, thank you uncle."

Xiaofeng licked his lips, and took the bowl carefully: "Thank you, Uncle."

"You're welcome. There's a small stool over there. Go sit there and drink slowly."

The noon sun made people dizzy, Xiaofeng's face was as red as rouge, and his eyes were a little dull. If he didn't sit and rest to replenish water, he would definitely suffer from heat stroke.

After arranging for the children, Lin Zhen grabbed a handful of dried bamboo shoots, and soon discovered that the quality of the dried bamboo shoots was surprisingly good, and the picking time was well controlled, tender and thick.

He looked at the young woman: "Auntie, are there many bamboo forests in your area?"

The young woman said: "It's just behind my house. It was originally a barren mountain. My husband's parents planted a few bamboo roots at random, and now it has become a forest. These bamboo shoots were picked in that bamboo forest."

"Brother...is it because the bamboo shoots can't be used?"

Lin Zhen put the dried bamboo shoots back into his pocket: "No, these bamboo shoots are pretty good, if you have them at home, you can take them all."

"Really," the young woman's face suddenly showed joy, "That's great, thank you, Brother Zhen, you are a great benefactor of our family!"

"Auntie is serious. I will provide the money, and you will provide the things. It's just that everyone gets what they need."

Lin Zhen said: "It's like this. I want to buy old bamboo that has grown up, like this." He went to the house and took a bamboo tube, "You can saw it at home and bring it to me. It costs three pennies. "

The business of Malatang has been done so far, the source of customers is stable, and the consumption of bamboo tubes is also a huge amount.

There are few bamboos in Liyu Village, and they are almost finished by Lin Zhen, and they will have to wait until the new bamboo shoots grow next year.Seeing the dried bamboo shoots brought by the woman, he mentioned it by the way.

When the young woman heard him say that bamboo tubes would cost three pennies, her hands trembled with excitement.

There are only a dozen families in their village. The bamboo forest behind her house is said to be growing on a barren slope, but it is actually a large barren hill.

She only thought about it for a moment, and then she felt that there was light in front of her eyes: "Okay, I will cut it tomorrow!"

Eleven catties of dried bamboo shoots and nine catties of dried mushrooms totaled 66 Wen. The young woman carried the copper coins close to her body and left with her son, who looked better after drinking a bowl of brown sugar water.

She first went to the town to grab a pair of medicines, and then set foot on the road back to Wayao Village, climbing up and down hills all the way, and finally returned home when the moon was setting on the treetops.

Before entering the room, she heard a violent coughing sound from inside. She quickly put down the basket, ran in and patted the back of the person sitting by the door: "Didn't I tell you to lie down, why did you get up?"

"You and Xiaofeng are not here, I'm worried," said the middle-aged man of medium build with a flushed face, pointing to the two covered bowls on the stove behind him, "I cooked two dishes, you and Xiaofeng quickly eat."

After taking the medicine and finding a way to make money, the young woman couldn't hide her happiness at all, and put the remaining eight cents into the man's hand: "You should take the medicine well, take good care of your body, and don't worry about the rest. .”

"..." The man's face was dark.

How can I not worry, when I was not sick before, the expenses of the family were all maintained by myself working in the town, although it was difficult, but I could still live on.

Now that I am sick, I have lost the opportunity to work, and all the money in the family has been taken for me.

He didn't tell his wife that when he got up today, he thought about walking into the mountains and dying his life, but he just wanted to see their mother again.

The young woman didn't know what her man was thinking, and continued: "Today I took Xiaofeng to Liyu Village to sell dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms, and the real brother who collected things said that he would take our bamboo, three bamboo tubes for one penny !"

While talking, she gestured: "It's just this long bamboo tube, a little shorter than my arm, so I can clean the white membrane inside it by sawing it off."

"Tell me, how much money can the bamboo behind our house sell for!"

The man's body shook, "Really! I want to collect our bamboo!"

"Yes, tell me to cut some tomorrow, but Brother Zhen also said, you need bigger ones, you can't take the ones that are too thin, and you can't take the ones with wormholes."

The young woman could understand it well. After all, what the Lin family sells is food. If there were wormholes, no one would be surprised.

The man's limp body seemed to be infused with strength, thinking about the bamboo forest behind the house, thinking about the bamboo tubes worth three cents a penny, and thinking about the eight pennies in his hand, he said with some strength in his voice: "You two have dinner , I will decoct the medicine myself, and we will chop bamboo and sell it to the Lin family!"

Not knowing that his sudden idea changed things, Lin Zhen took the last copper coin to the seller of dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms, hammered his shoulder, and handed the brochure to Lin Xiaoyao: "I will keep the account. It’s on the top, and we can calculate together at the end of this month.”

"By the way, where is Father, why didn't you see anyone?"

Lin Xiaoyao replied: "I was called by the village chief. I heard that many people in the village wanted to ask about the top dressing of seedlings. I called someone to call Father at noon today."

In summer, the sorghum and buckwheat seedlings in the fields have grown to the knees.

The Lin family's fields are quite different from those of other families. Not only are the stems thick, but the leaves are also fat and green. Anyone can tell that this year's harvest is sure to be good.

Many people who thought that Lin Jiabai was tossing and tossing and nothing came out of it at first changed their minds. They heard that not only composting is useful, but also topdressing afterward.

In fact, there is another layer inside. The method of composting was proposed by Lin Zhen.

At that time, everyone didn't talk about it, but they all looked down on him in their hearts. They didn't think that he would really understand the crops and make the crops harvest well.

But it's different now. Everyone in the village saw that he made money in the spicy hot pot business, and collected dried vegetables in the village from time to time. Anyone who has eyes knows that brother Lin Jiazhen is promising. What he said to him is, You can't help but believe in what you do.

Knowing Father Lin's whereabouts, Lin Zhen didn't ask any more questions, and followed the rest of the family to store all the collected things, wash their hands and eat.

The family was eating in full swing, when Father Lin came back, his face was full of smiles, his mouth was wide open, and he was still humming a little tune in his mouth.

Lin Zhen raised his head and said, "Father, is this picking up money?"

Father Lin patted his chest: "I'm happier than picking up money," he said, "Today the village chief asked me to teach them how to fertilize. There are so many people. If it wasn't for the darkness, they would still be soaking in the fields. "

"Virtue~" Dad Lin, who has been with him for decades, doesn't know that his son has been praised so much that he can't find him, so he said to the people in the room, "Eat quickly, he will not be short of food today. .”

Father Lin nodded: "Hey, the chicken I ate at the village chief's house today is a big rooster, stewed so soft and rotten."

Lin Xiaoyao held the chopsticks, leaned close to Lin Zhen's ear and said, "Those people poured so much sweet soup into my father. Look at it, it's about to float up."

Lin Zhen looked at his father who was sitting on the chair with his eyebrows stretched, and said, "As long as he is happy."