Spring went to autumn, and Su Luan was seven years old.

The little girl has lost her baby fat, her eyebrows are picturesque, her skin is as white as snow, and she looks better and better. This is also thanks to Xu and Lin Qingshan who love her, and the most she has done in the past three years is to go up the mountain to dig vegetables and accompany her mother to cook. The days of not going out of the door and not stepping out of the door are like a young lady.

Mrs. Lin didn't say anything this time, it was estimated that it was the incident of the separation of the family back then, so she simply opened her eyes and closed one eye.

However, the Wang family and her daughter Lin Yingying came the next day with a few sour words of yin and yang.

But Su Luan is not afraid of these, I think she was also a person who had set off a bloody storm in the online literature industry back then, the book was pink and black and red, and she had a spell that was particularly useful to deal with cool words - don't listen to it, don't listen, Wang Ba recites the scriptures!

Xiaojiang Village, which has been rainy for several days, finally saw the sunshine.

Thinking of going to the town's big market, Xu got up very early and cooked her noodles, a steaming small bowl with chopped green onions, which looked particularly appetizing.

Su Luan sucked the noodles and asked, "Aren't my father and mother going to the market?" If you don't leave, it's too late. ”

Xu looked at her with a smile: "Don't worry, let's see if you finish eating." ”

The noodles quickly bottomed out, and Xu touched her head and took the bowl.

Lin Qingshan carried the burden full of mountain goods on his shoulders, and loaded the cakes as dry food, and the two went out one after the other. Before leaving, he also instructed her: "It's cold, Luan'er don't go up the mountain, wait at home obediently, and Daddy will come back to buy you sugar cakes." ”

Su Luan obediently responded, but as soon as they went out on the front foot, she carried a small bamboo basket up the mountain on her back foot.

Thinking that it rained a few days ago, at this time, I would definitely be able to dig up tender bamboo shoots and give my father a drink.

The mountain road was not easy to walk, and she crawled step by step with a wooden stick. Suddenly, I saw a gray hairball popping up from the pile of grass and trees in front of me.

It's a hare!

She carried the bamboo basket and chased after her with a look of surprise. The little thing ran so fast that it seemed to have wind under its feet, and it was gone after a few trees. On the contrary, she chased after her in a hurry, she was out of breath, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her head, and her soft hair stuck to the corners of her forehead.

I couldn't walk anymore, so I simply found a tree stump on the spot to rest.

Xiaojiang Village is in Shanyin, it is still colder in autumn, where is it like this Shanyang, and there is still some greenery when you look at it.

Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a red bone flower under the bushes, which looked very familiar, like a ——!

Right! Wild ginseng!

When those three words flashed through her mind, she was scurrying faster than the hare.

She picked up the grass branches, carefully took the hoe and dug the soil, and saw that the full ginseng roots were exposed underneath, Su Luan's eyes lit up, as if hundreds of millions of stars were buried in the bottom of her eyes, shining brightly.

At this time, he didn't care about getting dirty, so Su Luan started directly and picked up the soil one by one. It wasn't until the whole root was dug out that she laughed out loud.

Speaking of this wild ginseng, she had seen it in her previous life, and her grandmother once had a big vat, and there were a few plants in the vat.

After coming here, Aunt Sun also has it at home. But his filial son bought it for her. She asked, this thing is very expensive, a small root costs ten taels of silver, and the top of the year's harvest of the Zhuang family!

Su Luan held the ginseng, thinking that when her father and mother came back, she must tell them the good news, maybe she could also copy the inspirational passage through the novel, making a fortune is not a dream.

Thinking of silver, the image of Mrs. Lin asking her father for silver came to her mind! The leech-like face, tsk......

This mountain ginseng must not be seen by her! It's better to put it in the safe first!