Nongmen Xiaojiao bag, she relies on space to be rich

Chapter 183
An Zhiyan already knew that his grandfather would agree, so he turned his head to look at An Chongyuan with a smile and said, "Father, then it's settled, I'll trouble you to drive the carriage after lunch, and we'll go to town together."

An Chongyuan didn't want to agree at first, he found it troublesome, and he didn't lack clothes, but when he saw his father looking at him with a wooden face, he had no choice but to agree.

After lunch, Old Man An and the three of them went to the town. After Mrs. An found out about it, she kept talking about it at home.

An Yanshu wanted to review the book at home, so he didn't go there.

An Zhinan was practicing calligraphy in his room, when he heard the knock on the door, he turned his head to look.

I saw Chen Jingrong enter the room lightly, looked at An Zhinan with loving eyes and said softly: "Mother will go to the mountains to pick some wild vegetable roots and come back. Your grandma will make pickles, do you want to go together?"

An Zhinan nodded without thinking about it. It was rare for his mother to call him, and he probably missed being away from home.

Old Mrs. An in the yard was cleaning the yard. When she saw the mother and daughter going out together, she smiled all over her face: "Look at you two, do you want to go to the mountains together?"

"That's right, it's rare that Nan Nan is back. Thinking that she is boring to take with her at home, I decided to go up the mountain together."

Mrs. An nodded cheerfully, and waved her big hand: "Go, take a closer look at the mountain road, don't fall when it snows just now."

An Zhinan smiled and responded well, holding a vegetable basket in one hand and Chen Jingrong's arm in the other, waving at Mrs. An.

"Hey, Jing Rong, where are you taking your daughter?"

Chen Jingrong smiled softly at the visitor: "Sister-in-law Lianfang, let's go to the mountain to pick some wild vegetable roots, have you had lunch?"

Lian Fang nodded with a smile on her face, looked at An Zhinan with affection, and said in a soft voice, "When did Nan Nan come back? It looks like she lost weight and grew taller some."

An Zhinan smiled sweetly: "Aunt Lian Fang is well, she has grown taller, so she looks thinner."

"Hehe, you still look so handsome, Jing Rong, why is your belly so long, and the children you give birth to are better-looking than the other. In the eight villages, your children are the most promising and the best-looking."

Faced with Lian Fang's teasing, Chen Jingrong smiled shyly, and said softly: "Sister-in-law is joking, everyone's children are good."

"Okay, I won't tease you, but what I'm telling you is the truth, you guys have something to do, hurry up, I should go to the river to wash clothes."

Saying goodbye to Lianfang, the mother and daughter met many aunts who came out to work in the village one after another. After greeting everyone one by one, An Zhinan received compliments from everyone. Like, An Zhinan didn't have much reaction, but Chen Jingrong felt embarrassed and adopted the way that you praise my daughter and I praise your son.

After the two of them went up the mountain, it was already half an hour later, which shows that the communication between neighbors takes a lot of time.

"But impatient with those aunts?"

Xu Shi noticed that An Zhinan's brows were slightly frowned, and Chen Jingrong had just asked this question.

An Zhinan nodded while playing with the weeds picked by the roadside: "I'm a little impatient, I feel that the words are all the same, and it's hard to listen to them for a long time."

Seeing her daughter pouting unhappy, Chen Jingrong covered her mouth and smiled lightly. She gently stroked her daughter's bun and said, "This is how human relationships are. Usually, walking around and talking increases feelings. In the future, if something happens, we can help each other. Not to mention what you need the other party to pay, it’s okay to lend a helping hand, it’s normal if you’re still young and don’t understand it, you’ll get to know these things slowly.”

An Zhinan nodded helplessly: "Okay, what mother said naturally makes sense, I will listen to mother."

Chen Jingrong rubbed the back of her daughter's head with a smile on her lips.

There are many weeds on both sides of the road up the mountain, and even winter can't stop them from growing freely.

An Zhinan randomly picked up a wooden stick and walked in the front. While beating the weeds under his feet, he reminded his mother to be careful of the slippery road. When he turned around, he saw the peaceful and peaceful face of his mother's face, and felt at ease immediately. .

At this time, there was not much snow on the mountain, but we still needed to search carefully. Fortunately, Chen Jingrong had been digging wild vegetable roots in the mountain for the past two days, so she was relatively clear about where there were wild vegetables, so she took An Zhinan directly to walk in one direction.

"It's about here, take a closer look."

An Zhinan looked at the environment near Zhongwei, with a little worry in his eyes, and then looked at the figure who was looking for him, but he didn't move his mouth to express his worry, he was vigilant in his heart, he kept looking around Chen Jingrong, and he didn't hear any movement. Will look up from time to time.

"Your grandma didn't know where she knew the method. She said that the wild vegetable root is delicious when made into pickles. In the past few days, she has been looking for it in the mountains. Fortunately, there are many of them. I made some at home. I guess it's just like this. You can eat it in a day or two."

An Zhinan raised his eyebrows, and asked while digging wild vegetable roots in 100 years: "Our family has never made this kind of food before. Will it be delicious?"

Chen Jingrong shook her head with a smile: "You said it was the first time you made it, and you won't know if it tastes good until you eat it, but seeing how well your milk cooks, it should be not bad."

The two dug a basket full of wild vegetable roots before stopping. Chen Jingrong pointed to the woods not far ahead and said, "You are tired too, take a rest here. I see there are leaves over there, so I just pretend to go back and start a fire. Wait here, mother."

The direction Chen Jingrong was pointing at was on the side of Zhongwei. An Zhinan felt a little uneasy, and he didn't even want to step forward to stop him: "Mother, the wild animals in the winter mountains often come out to move around, it's too close to Zhongwei, why don't you?" Go, a few days ago, grandpa and dad brought a lot of firewood to the house, let's not take any risks."

Chen Jingrong glanced at the firewood not far away and then at the worried girl, her heart warmed, she nodded with a smile: "Okay, then I won't go, let's go home."

The couple were walking down the mountain, when they met Qi Hua, the oldest son of the village chief, who was going up the mountain with an axe. Qi Hua was only a few years younger than An Zhongyuan, and now he was the father of two children.

Qi Hua saw the usual smiles of Chen Jingrong's mother and daughter, and automatically stopped to say hello: "Sister-in-law An, this is picking wild roots from Nannan Mountain."

Chen Jingrong smiled and nodded: "Pick some back and make pickles, what is this?"

"Oh, isn't it because I am afraid that there is not enough firewood at home, so I go up the mountain to chop some and go back to prepare it."

An Zhinan noticed that Qi Hua was walking in the direction where the mother and daughter were picking wild vegetable roots, which was the closest to Zhongwei, and couldn't help saying: "Uncle Qi, my grandfather said that every winter the wild animals in the mountains will come out to look for food, you alone Be careful when you go up the mountain, don’t get close to it.”

Qi Hua smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I'm outside, I won't go back inside, Nan Nan, don't worry uncle, it's really cold today, go back with your mother quickly, don't catch a cold."

(End of this chapter)