Su Dajun and Su Weiguo's family Su Weiguo had already picked up a lot of dry firewood and filled their back baskets.

Su Dajun took out some of the firewood in the middle, put the wrapped ginseng in it, and carefully covered the firewood on it.

Pretending to be like this, you can't see anything from the outside, but Su Dajun still can't stop worrying, not only is he very restrained in his actions, but even his expression is nervous.

Su Dajun is like this at this time, and he simply shows that there are no three hundred taels of silver here.

Seeing this, Su Maimang could only step forward, "Dad, why don't you put it in my back basket!" ”

"Good, good!"

Su Dajun hurriedly agreed, put the things in Su Maimang's small back basket, and put some fine firewood on it.

The firewood is fine, which can cover the cloth bag holding the ginseng, but it is not too heavy.

Su Maimang walked in front with the back basket on his back, and Su Dajun's father and son followed behind, and their eyes always subconsciously looked at the back basket.

Their delay in the mountains was not short, and after the descent of the mountain, the sun was already setting in the west.

The sun is about to set, and it's the busiest time of the village.

Children are running and playing in the village, and men are gathered to play in the mountains.

The women were also chatting together, but they were either picking vegetables or doing laundry.

Seeing Su Maimang and his party, some people greeted them with a smile, and some people teased a few words.

If it had been in the past, Su Dajun would have stopped and said a few words to them.

But today, Su Dajun has something in his heart, no matter what everyone says, he just smiles, and his steps don't stop at all.

After walking through the whole village, from the end of the village to the entrance of the village, they finally returned home.

As soon as he entered the house, Su Dajun directly closed the door and plugged in the door.

Chen Hongxia came out of the kitchen when she heard the movement, and when she saw Su Dajun's action, her mind was full of doubts, "What's wrong?" ”

Isn't it just a trip into the mountains, why does it look like a thief now?

Su Dajun beckoned to Chen Hongxia, called Mrs. Su again, and the family entered the hall.

It's darker inside than outside, but you can see clearly for the time being.

Su Maimang took out the ginseng and carefully opened the cloth bag.

Mrs. Su lived the longest and had a lot of knowledge.

After seeing the ginseng, his originally small eyes instantly widened, "This is ginseng!" Look at it like this, how come it has been more than a hundred years, wheat, where did you dig it? ”

Su Dajun stepped forward, "Mom, do you know it's been more than a hundred years?" ”

"When I was younger, I never saw a lot of good things."

Mrs. Su was born in 1920, and when she was a child, her family was poor, so she went to the landlord's rich man's house to work as a maid.

Not only that, Mrs. Su also learned embroidery and cutting from the embroidery girl, and her craftsmanship is unique.

That is, she was not allowed to do these a few years ago, so she put it down.

I haven't taken care of it much in the past few years, and when Mrs. Su makes clothes for Su Maimang, she will also add some delicate embroidery on them, which is very good-looking.

Mrs. Su said so, and Su Dajun naturally had no doubts.

"More than 100 years!" Su Dajun sighed, "That must be worth a lot!" ”

Mrs. Su glanced at Su Dajun, "Such a good thing, it's hard to buy it with money, and we are not short of money now, what are we selling for?" You haven't said yet, where did you dig it? You can't have gone into the mountains, have you? ”

When she said the end, Mrs. Su's expression and voice became serious.