Confiscated and exiled?Phew, I emptied the warehouse first

Chapter 23 Plan ahead
Thinking of this, Su Mo took the initiative to find Zhang Guilan.

"Mom, look at it today, I'm afraid it's going to rain."

"this day……"

Zhang Guilan felt that the day looked quite bright, and the red color looked prettier than usual. How could it be said that it rained when it rained?

Yan Yi spoke at the right time: "Mom, it should rain. Listen to her."

Su Mo glanced at Yan Yi. It was rare that he could believe her, and then looked away.

Zhang Guilan looked sad.

"Then what should we do? If it rains, I'm afraid Yi'er will suffer this injury again, alas!"

"How about I go talk to the official and see if I can find a place to take shelter from the rain temporarily?"

Mother-in-law Zhang Guilan was worried about Yan Yi's injury and went to the doctor in a hurry.

"Definitely not. If the rain really comes, we have to listen to the official's decision whether to take shelter from the rain or to rush on the road. If the rain doesn't come down for a while, then we will delay the time of the journey, which is also a taboo."

Yan Yi looked at Su Mo's clear analysis, and a strange feeling flashed through his heart.

"What should we do?" Zhang Guilan was worried about Yan Yi's injury and looked anxious.

"Mom, can you knit bamboo hats, straw sandals, and coir raincoats?"

"My mother knows how to make bamboo hats and straw sandals. When my mother entered..." Zhang Guilan stopped in time. She almost said it was before entering the palace, and hurriedly changed her words, "Before my mother entered the Yan Mansion, she learned from my father."

"Mom, it's my turn to carry my husband on my back. If you see bamboo strips and thin leaves on the road, pick some. The more the better. I hope it rains later."

Su Mo lifted Yan Yi off Zhang Guilan's back and threw him onto his own back, all at once.

Su Mo's movements were not small, but very steady. Yan Yi felt a little weightless, and then felt as if he was lying on a pile of soft cotton, which was particularly comfortable.

He tilted his head slightly on Su Mo and closed his eyes in peace.

"Mom, I listen to you."

Zhang Guilan searched everywhere for materials suitable for weaving straw sandals and bamboo hats.

All of this was naturally seen by Dafang's family who always paid attention to them.

The eldest aunt Tang Si summoned the hall's sister-in-law Lin Meng'an and her concubine Zheng Meiyu: "You two go and see what they are doing over there."

The place where the concubine Zheng Meiyu was whipped was still hurting, and she was unwilling to move at all. Her ability to endure the rush was already her limit.

"Isn't it just picking a few weeds? What's there to see? Mom, don't be stupid. Who has the luck to encounter wild vegetables every day?"

Aunt Tang Si's face immediately darkened.

She gave birth to three sons, and she needed absolute authority in the big house.

In the past, I only thought that my concubine Zheng Meiyu was a good childbearer, and she spoke quickly and could set off a fire. She really rushed forward and was a good shot. But now, the more she looked at Zheng Meiyu, the more uncomfortable Tang Si felt. It's comfortable.

From her exile to now, Zheng Meiyu has never stopped jumping up and down.

If it hadn't been for her yesterday, Su Mo, the second roommate, wouldn't have talked to the official. If their first roommate followed him to pick some wild vegetables, he would have had a meal.

The more you think, the more angry you are.

When Lin Meng'an saw Tang Si's gloomy face, he immediately said: "Mom, don't be angry. I'll go check on the situation."

Tang Si nodded with a dark face.

But Lin Meng'an didn't care about this. She just felt that she had gained some ground in front of Zheng Meiyu, and her position in Tang Si's heart must have been higher.

Lin Mengan, the lobby sister-in-law, followed Zhang Guilan for a while and saw that she did nothing but pick some slender leaves.

Then I went back to meet my aunt Tang Si.

"Mom, I went to see her just now. My aunt was picking some leaves there."

The concubine Zheng Meiyu sneered: "Look, let me tell you, how can you be so lucky to have wild vegetables every day?"

Lin Meng'an's face turned red. It would be nice if she could see something, but she just didn't see that Zhang Guilan did anything else besides picking leaves and pulling branches.

This makes it appear that Zheng Meiyu, who is motionless, is smart, but she is the clown. "Mom, does it have any special use?" Lin Meng'an tried to make up for it.

Before Tang Si could speak, the concubine Zheng Meiyu began to taunt again: "Sister, why are you not only useless in your stomach but also in your brain? I'll give you some leaves. Can you eat or drink them? Tell me. What can it be used for?"

"..." Lin Mengan suppressed her blush.

Every time she mentioned her infertility, she felt like her face was exposed in front of everyone and was severely beaten. She felt extremely ashamed and angry.

She lowered her head and had no intention of defending herself.

Tang Si didn't know whether he was angry at Lin Mengan for being useless or Zheng Meiyu for being disrespectful, so he cursed angrily: "Trash!"

He didn't speak any more.

As soon as the lobby sister-in-law Lin Meng'an left, her eldest sister-in-law Wang An'an brought her five-year-old niece Yan Congling to Zhang Guilan's place.

Yan Conling blinked her big eyes: "What is grandma doing? Mom asked me to help."

Zhang Guilan rubbed Yan Congling's hair dotingly: "Grandma is picking leaves."

"Then Xiao Ling'er will pick it too."

"Xiao Ling'er is awesome."

Wang Anan felt sour in her heart, and couldn't explain how she felt. She just felt that she had done nothing to help this step-mother-in-law, but her love for the child was still obvious.

"Grandma, count me in too."

Without the constraints of the big house, Wang Anan felt that she could finally do what she wanted to do, and she could also help her stepmother-in-law to the best of her ability, so that the whole family could survive on the road to exile.

Zhang Guilan nodded with a smile: "Okay."

On the other side, eight-year-old nephew Yan Congkuan smiled silly and was also picking some branches and leaves. It looked very different from what his mother-in-law Zhang Guilan picked.

Su Mo was carrying Yan Yi on her back while observing the surroundings and picking some branches and leaves.

Time was limited and she needed to make something up for later use.

The straw sandals can prevent slipping, the bamboo hat can keep out the rain, and the raincoat covering Yan Yi's body can just cover his injuries.

There is no good solution at the moment, so we can only prepare for a rainy day.

Ma Youcai, a big-bodied and round-waisted official, came forward and said, "Xiao Mo, what are you picking?"

"Just ordinary branches and leaves."

"What's the use of picking that stuff?" Ma Youcai thought Su Mo had seen some medicinal materials or wild vegetables.

"Uncle Ma, I look at this day and it looks like it's going to rain."

Ma Youcai didn't believe it: "Eh? It's God who has the final say whether it will rain or not. How can you, a little girl, predict the future?"

People at this time were very pedantic in their thinking. There might even be two peasants who knew how to look at the weather. Generally, looking at the weather was the job of Qin Tian Jian, and the people in Qin Tian Jian were inevitably delayed in sending and receiving information. Official soldiers were only responsible for this. Can watch and resign oneself to fate.

Su Mo smiled: "It's better to take precautions before they happen."

no longer speak.

She knew that no matter how much she said, it would be useless, as it would be better for these people to experience it themselves.

Seeing that there was nothing useful, Ma Youcai left.

Returning to the official team, Ma Youcai burst out laughing: "That little girl said it would rain, haha."

Li Mingze, a lean man with a slim build and strong muscles, mocked: "Who does she think she is? Can she predict the future? Or can she tell fortunes for God?"

Wang Mingxian, a fierce-looking official with thick eyebrows and big eyes, echoed: "If she can even do the work of Qin Tianjian, then she really has some skills."

Ma Youcai: "Old Wang, do you believe her?"

Wang Mingxian: "I definitely don't believe it."

Everyone: "Hahaha..."

(End of this chapter)