A mushroom dinner feast, the big guys are eating again.

"It's so delicious, and the chicken soup made from this mushroom is delicious." Wen Shanshan ate three bowls of rice and specially served a bowl of soup to drink.

It's cold.

A bowl of hot chicken soup after a meal is simply not too comfortable.

Xu Dongru, who hadn't come to eat for two days, had a good meal tonight.

However, the old man has a small appetite, and it is not good to digest if he eats too much at night. Usually he eats a bowl of rice if he has a good appetite, but tonight he ate a bowl and a half and stopped it.

Xu Qingzhi also likes to eat these mushrooms, which taste fresh, fragrant, smooth, tender, crisp and refreshing.

She decided to pick some more when she was free in the next few days, and if she couldn't finish eating, she could dry them and stew them in the future.

After dinner, Wen Shanshan asked the grandfather of the Xu family to go back with their car, but Xu Dongru refused.

Xu Qingzhi knew that her grandfather was embarrassed to trouble others, and she always felt that she would dirty other people's cars.

She brought the medicinal wine that had been made in the aura space and drove her grandfather back on a tricycle.

This time, the old man looked at the medicine and wine and finally didn't shirk it, but just said, "This cost a lot of money, huh? Ah Gong will give you a little bit."

Xu Qingzhi snorted lightly, pretending to be angry and glaring at Ah Gong.

Xu Dongru immediately changed his words and said with a smile: "Hey, if Grandpa doesn't say this in the future, this is my good granddaughter's filial piety to me, and Grandpa will be happy in the future."

Xu Qingzhi pretended to be angry, and then his face relaxed: "It's almost a mile, Grandpa, I'm leaving."

"Wait, wait, wait." Xu Dongru beckoned, asked Xu Qingzhi not to leave first, took out a box of canned oranges from the house and handed it over, "Take it away, take it away."

Xu Qingzhi happily took the canned oranges, "Thank you, Grandpa, I'm leaving."

"Okay, be careful when driving on the road."

"Okay."

Xu Qingzhi drove the tricycle and walked away.

The old man waited until the shadow of the car turned a corner, closed the door, and went to the backyard with a flashlight to take a look.

He went back to the house, opened the closet, and there was a compartment in it that was not easy to be seen, and pulled it out, and the neat banknotes were all his savings now.

He took it out, spat it and counted it.

1,300 yuan, dozens of loose coins add up to more than 200, and dozens of silver quizzes.

The 8,000 yuan of medicine money from the second family, he had to give a lot of money before he died, otherwise he would not be stable in this death.

The green onions in the backyard are pulled, and they will be sold in the market tomorrow to make some money.

The chickens at home can't be sold, so they have to be kept for the New Year, and the children come back to eat.

When the persimmon chestnut tree was ripe, he made it himself and sold it. In previous years, he divided these into several families, and then gave them to the people in the village, but today he didn't give them away, and sold them for some money.

Xu Dongru planned it, folded the money neatly, and put it in the dark compartment of the cabinet.

Xu Qingzhi returned home, washed up and entered the aura space, prepared food for the two little ones, and sat on the wooden pier to meditate.

Some time ago, her spiritual power was exhausted, and she rested for a while, feeling that the capacity in her body had made a new breakthrough.

She led the aura in the space to wander between her body, and her whole body was comfortable. ….

Now even in the aura space, she is very sensitive to the perception of the outside world within a radius of dozens of miles at the moment.

Time passed unconsciously, and she heard the sound of her parents getting up.

Xu Qingzhi came out of the aura space and looked at the time, it was not yet five o'clock in the morning.

She went out of the room and went downstairs after washing, and Wang Yanmei was about to go out.

"Mom, where are you going so early?"

"Rush to the market today, Mom will go buy some fresh ribs and meat early, and buy some tofu by the way." After Wang Yanmei finished speaking, she looked at Xu Qingzhi in surprise: "Why did you get up so early today?"

Xu Qingzhi meditated for a night, and he was not sleepy at all, but he was full of energy.

She thought that she hadn't been to the market since she came back, "Mom, I'll go with you."

"Okay, you just drive a tricycle to take your mother, save me from walking." Wang Yanmei said, and then added: "If you don't drive a new car, there will be many people and cars in the market, and my mother is afraid that our new car will be damaged."

"Okay." Xu Qingzhi took the keys to the tricycle and drove her mother off.

Along the way, you can also meet some old people who use flat poles to carry two loads of vegetables to Daji Village.

Wang Yanmei suddenly said, "Eh, I know, look at the old man in navy blue clothes and carrying a flat shoulder in front of you, is it your grandfather?"

Xu Qingzhi glanced at it, this back is really a bit similar. Her grandfather's head is the same shape as a light bulb, and he has no hair, only a little stubble, and he wears a navy blue coat all year round, which is very easy to recognize.

She sped up a little and drove over to see who else was not her grandfather.

The old man was humming and picking up the vegetables and walking forward, not even noticing that a tricycle was parked in front of him.

Xu Qingzhi shouted, "Ah Gong."

Xu Dongru reacted, "Eh, I know, why did you get up so early? Yanmei, you go to the market."

Xu Qingzhi saw that the two bamboo baskets were filled with emerald green shallots, tied with straw poles one by one, and knew that Ah Gong was going to sell them at the market.

She got out of the car, took Grandpa's flat shoulder, and put the two baskets on the ground first.

Wang Yanmei asked with a strange face, "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"The shallots at home grow well, and I can't eat them all if there are too many." The old man took out a handkerchief, wiped his nose and eyes, which were red from the cold, and then said, "I have nothing to do, so I will carry these to the market and sell them."

Xu Qingzhi's eyes darkened, and he remembered what Ah Gong said to the second uncle last night.

She has good hearing after building the foundation, so even if she doesn't enter the house of the second uncle's family, she can hear it clearly.

Ah Gong wants to rely on himself and return the 8,000 yuan to the second uncle's family.

Xu Qingzhi knows Ah Gong's temperament too well, he has to be strong in his life, and his temperament is stubborn, if he gives him the money directly, he will not ask for anything.

Usually, during the New Year's holidays, the juniors give him a red envelope of two hundred, and he will return one hundred, and he only keeps one hundred.

Xu Qingzhi didn't feel good in his heart, and silently carried the two baskets to the back of the tricycle.

Wang Yanmei got down from the back of the tricycle and said, "Dad, come up, this is a few miles away from Daji Village, and I will sit in front of Qingzhi."

"Okay." Xu Dongru didn't shirk it, skillfully grabbed the pole and got into the car, sat on the small wooden bench behind, and tightly grasped the iron bar in front of the tricycle with his hand.

"Sister Yanmei, you're going to the market, can you take me by the way?" An old man suddenly came over with a flat shoulder and asked.

Wang Yanmei smiled, "Uncle Wang, I'm really embarrassed, my old man is sitting, and there is no place in the back."

The old man waved his hand and said frankly, "It's okay, I'll ask."

Xu Qingzhi drove the tricycle and continued to walk forward, and there were many old women picking vegetables along the road, and some people who were the same age as her parents were picking vegetables to sell.

Like Xu Qingzhi, the vegetables grown with aura can be picked and washed, sent to express delivery, and can be sold at a high price of two hundred yuan a catty.

Most of them are vegetables grown at home, and if they grow more, they will pick them up and sell them.

There are a few tricycles in the village, and it is not yet dawn, and it is the norm for the village to sell vegetables by walking a few miles to Daji Village at night.

Autumn two meows