The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 32 A big surprise

"My mother asked someone to help me bring it back from the market early in the morning!" Li Xiangli said and smiled. Her mother also said that if she didn't buy meat, she was really afraid that her second sister would ask to buy a chicken today.

Pomegranate listened and said nothing.

After helping with the work for lunch, Mrs. Song also came back, greeting everyone who was working to eat and drink. Pomegranate took advantage of the opportunity and squeezed in front of Mrs. Song, "Mom, are you here to say goodbye to the eldest brother or to the eldest sister? of?"

Mrs. Song looked at her with disdain and said, "You kid, look how good you are!"

Seeing her smile, Shiliu knew that the marriage was definitely going to be a success and she would be very satisfied with it, so she was not afraid to ask, "Mom, just tell me! I want to know!"

Mrs. Song thought that her little girl was no longer a child, and the God of Wealth had given her a dream. She was lucky. Besides, everyone would know about the marriage soon, so she said: "I'm proposing to your elder brother." !”

"What do you think?" Pomegranate asked.

Mrs. Song couldn't help but feel happy, "How can your aunt be so capable? Your grandparents are very satisfied with this marriage, and I think it's good too! When your aunt replies there, we'll see you someday." Look at each other!"

Are you going to meet each other now?
Shiliu thought that her eldest cousin and her second cousin had immediately settled on the marriage as soon as they met and then set the wedding date for the next year. She couldn't help but feel emotional. So, next year, their family will also have a baby?
"Mom, which village is this woman from? What's her temperament like?"

Ms. Song said: "Close! She's from Tianbao Village! Your aunt said this girl is very hardworking and quick, so she can't be any worse!"

Okay - Pomegranate thought about what was going on, she still had to see each other before she knew, and she would have to take a sneak look at him that day.

These days, it's all about the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words. Some people get married blindly. Neither party has met before the wedding. Whether they are compatible or not can only be achieved by slowly getting along after marriage.

But things like eyesight are still quite important, and it doesn't matter to her eldest brother. She thought it would be better to help him control his eyesight.

Brothers and sisters are as close as brothers and sisters. She hopes that all her brothers and sisters will live smoothly and happily!

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In the afternoon, Pomegranate took Li Rongzhang into the mountain again. After thinking about it, he found a clump of kudzu that had been around for a while, cleaned it up, and dug it up.

I never thought that I would be so lucky to meet a big guy, not to mention how tall he is, and as thick as an adult's thigh. After weighing the pomegranate, he couldn't even lift it up.

It was estimated that it weighed at least eighty or ninety pounds. She couldn't carry it down the mountain, let alone Brother Zhang's strength.

Therefore, Pomegranate had to divide the kudzu root into two halves, carry one half down the mountain first, and then come back and carry the remaining piece.

Li Rongzhang was still worried, "Second sister, how about I stay here and guard you? What if someone takes it away for us?"

Pomegranate couldn't help but laugh: "Who made these roots? You don't need to guard them, you'd better come down the mountain with me."

Although there were no big guys on the mountain, as an eight-year-old child, Shiliu still didn't feel comfortable leaving him alone on the mountain. She was not afraid of anything but ten thousand, and she never took chances like this.

Li Rongzhang thought so. Such a muddy tree root couldn't be burned as firewood. Who would take the trouble to carry it down the mountain?
But after Pomegranate tied up half of the kudzu roots, she still kept a careful eye on it and used kudzu vines to block the remaining half tightly.

In this way, the siblings carried the kudzu down the mountain. If they were empty-handed, the way down the mountain would be easier than the way up the mountain. However, if they were carrying heavy objects, it would be easy for them to fall over if their center of gravity was unstable. It was not that easy to walk.

Pomegranate tried her best to keep her center of gravity steady, trying not to move down the mountain quickly.

When we finally reached the foot of the mountain, it was already half an hour later.

After resting at the foot of the mountain, we made our way back to the hut before stopping again. Mrs. Song felt extremely distressed when she saw her little daughter carrying such a big tree root down the mountain. She was carrying such a heavy tree root in the morning and again in the afternoon. She really couldn't figure out what candy could be made from the tree root. She was so busy. He took the basket with his hands.

When my daughter said that there was still half of it, she asked the eldest daughter to stare at the steamed buns in the ordering pot. She directly put the basket on her back and let the younger daughter lead the way.

Pomegranate carried it twice this morning and afternoon, but it was still not light, and her shoulders couldn't bear it anymore. She was glad to have someone to help her, and happily led Mrs. Song back to the mountain.

All the way to the place where the kudzu was dug before, the kudzu was spread steadily in the distance, nothing unusual, but Pomegranate lifted the kudzu and was dumbfounded.

"Mom! The roots of the tree are gone! Did someone really take them away?" Li Rongzhang was shocked, with a look of disbelief on his face.

The good kudzu root disappeared. I searched everywhere and couldn't find it. This is really a big surprise!
Isn't it just a tree root? Who will take it away in this moment? She also covered it with kudzu, which can be removed. She has dazzling eyes!

The pomegranate was also speechless. She had been digging for a long time. Who could just sit back and enjoy the harvest? It's going to kill her!

After listening to her son's words and seeing her daughter's expression, Ms. Song understood that the roots of the tree had been taken away. This was really true!

"Who has nothing to do with taking away these tree roots? Can they still be used as firewood? Our children have been digging for a long time!" She muttered to the mountain, but she really wanted her to imitate the cruel wives in the village who cursed others. Can't learn either.

Sighing, he had no choice but to say to his daughter: "Let's look for some more, and Mom will help me dig out another one!"

Pomegranate calmed down on her own. There was no monitoring here. I don’t know who it was. The anger was also white. Forget it!
Fortunately, there are many more in the mountains!

At that moment, Pomegranate led the way and walked down the slope for a while, and found another clump of kudzu. Only this clump of kudzu was dug out and was not as big as the previous one.

The whole length is only half a person's length, but fortunately it is thick, weighing about thirty to forty pounds, which makes up for the half that was taken away.

The three mothers carried the kudzu root down the mountain. It was getting late. When they returned to the homestead, the workers all ate steamed buns and left.

Li Jihe and his son packed up the things. When he saw them coming back, he hurriedly came up to greet them, "Didn't you just carry tree roots down the mountain? Why did it take so long?"

Li Rongzhang said angrily: "Half of the tree root we had hidden in the mountain disappeared when we got back! I don't know who took it away, but we dug this root again!"

Li Jihe and the others were dumbfounded when they heard this, "Who took away the tree roots for nothing?"

In the mountains behind the village, those who collect firewood and pick up mountain products are all people from their Xiahe village, and people from other villages generally don't come.

We all belong to the same village. Generally, if someone bundles firewood and puts it on the mountain for picking later, others will not touch it casually when they see the bundle.

In all these years, there has never been any incident of someone else carrying firewood away.

Not to mention that the tree roots looked too wet to be used as firewood immediately.

The roots of this tree are not light. Who is so free with nothing to do?

Precisely because it was just a tree root, Li Ji and Ben were honest, but it was really not easy for them to go to each house for this guy who was beating gongs and drums all over the village.

I can only forget it and pretend that I didn't dig half of the root.

　Dear friends, collect and fatten up!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)