Zhulan watched her mother's actions eagerly. It was obvious that it was something hidden in the bottom of the box. When the red cloth was taken out, Zhulan couldn't tell what it was. "Mom, what did you take out?"
Sun carefully opened the red cloth and said, "This is the ginseng your father found when he was trapping pheasants in the mountains. There is one big and one small. I sold the big one to your eldest brother and second brother. Your father and I agreed to give you the small one. Don't underestimate it. It's only 20 years old. Our area is not deep in the mountains and old forests, so it's hard to find ginseng that's that old. I'll bring it back to you to nourish your body."
Zhulan's eyes were sore. The tonic she prescribed contained ginseng roots, which were very small and probably many years old. One dose of the medicine was very expensive, and this one root was at least twenty taels.
Ginseng was also cultivated in ancient times, with records of it going back to the Jin Dynasty. However, ginseng is difficult to grow and is still a scarce commodity, with wild ginseng being even more expensive.
Zhulan knew that all this was told to her by her grandfather. Ginseng is often used in medicinal foods, so she knew more about it.
Zhulan pushed the red cloth back and said, "Mother, please take back the ginseng. My daughter needs ginseng to nourish her body. The tonic I'm taking now contains ginseng."
Then he talked about the tonic.
Sun didn't take the ginseng back. "Take the ginseng back and ask the doctor to add it to the prescription. You can spend less money. The cost of studying for two people in your family is high. Listen to your mother."
Zhulan moved her lips. This was her mother's good intention, but she felt guilty. She was not her original self. The only thing she could do was to live well for her original self and change the Zhou family to be filial to their parents. "Thank you, mother."
Sun breathed a sigh of relief. As a mother, how could she not notice that her daughter was a little distant? She just felt even more distressed. She thought her daughter was afraid that something bad might happen to her and deliberately kept away from her to make her less sad. The thought of it made her feel sad.
The Yang family had a sumptuous lunch. The Yang family was a martial arts family with no shortage of meat. The whole table was filled with meat. Zhulan's stomach was bulging with food. She tried to restrain herself from eating too much, but she couldn't resist her mother who thought she was not full, so she ate too much.
On the way back, the ox cart was loaded with a lot of things. Zhulan blushed and said to Zhou Shuren who was sobering up beside her: "Why do I feel like you are here to take advantage of me?"
Zhou Shuren didn't blush when he drank, but his eyes seemed to be able to speak, with a smile in his eyes, "The Yue family often sent us home."
Zhulan, "... ..."
This is a fact. The original person is the weakest in the family, and the weak children are favored. Even if he lives a good life, the old people's impression of him will not change much. The original person has always been supported.
Zhulan felt that her image needed to be restored and saved. "The boss makes more money. I am counting on you."
Zhou Shuren nodded and said, "When I come back, I will make sure my father-in-law and mother-in-law believe that we are rich."
Zhulan believed Zhou Shuren, her eyes sparkled, "Yes."
Xue Han saw her parents blushing when they looked at each other, so she covered her nephew's eyes with her hands and said, "Don't look at anything indecent, close your eyes quickly."
Zhou Mingyun was confused, "Aunt, why are you closing your eyes?"
Boss Zhou shouted with his neck stretched out, his shoulders shaking. He had just been so jealous of his parents that he wanted to laugh now.
Zhou Shuren glanced at his daughter, closed his eyes and felt tired. He was lonely in the modern world and knew what he longed for in his heart. He really liked the feeling of living a mundane life, and it was a rare chance for him to meet Zhulan, who had a tacit understanding with him. With a shout, the atmosphere he had worked so hard to create was gone. These eyesores, well, the little girl should learn arithmetic, the eldest grandson should learn to recite the Three Character Classic and practice it, and the eldest son cannot sit idle and must find something to do!
Except for Zhulan, the other three people on the ox cart inexplicably felt that the autumn wind was getting colder again.
Zhulan really didn't think it was a big deal, because she and Zhou Shuren were tied to each other and were the people who trusted each other the most. Looking at her daughter making faces, Zhulan acted like she was the only one awake and kept smiling.
The ox cart swayed for an hour before it almost reached Zhoujia Village. Zhulan was almost falling asleep while hugging her daughter and grandson, when suddenly the ox cart stopped.
Zhou Shuren opened his eyes first, and Zhulan saw that he hadn't arrived home yet, "What happened to the boss?"
Zhou Laoda jumped off the ox cart and said, "Mom, this is Zhou Datie's eldest son. The child has a very high fever."
When Boss Zhou touched the child, he was shocked to find that his whole body was burning hot.
Zhulan thought about it carefully before she remembered who it was. Before Zhulan could speak, Xuehan couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Mom, save him."