Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 111 Herbal Seeds (3)
Mo Qingqiang is planning to help Aunt Zhang with some chores, making her more flexible, and if she has time, she can also teach Xiaoju to embroider.Xiaoju has always been unknown, and has never asked for anything. This is the first time that she has actively expressed interest in something.

"immediately."

Qingli turned her back to the second sister, then waved her hands, and ran out quickly, the problem came up again, should I go to the medical center to buy the seeds of medicinal materials?

Standing at the entrance of Qinghetang, Qingli hesitated for a moment. Hearing that the shopkeeper was taken away, she didn't know if it was messed up at this moment. face to face.

Li Moxuan took leave of absence from the teacher in the school in the afternoon. After moving, because Qingli gave some money, the family has money, the medicine is not broken, the mother has improved, and her mood is not as sad as before. She is widowed with her neighbors. The two of them often cook together, and with a smile on their faces, their health has improved a lot, and they can both get out of bed and go shopping for groceries.

Seeing his mother getting better every day, he also slowly showed a smile. Besides, he made Qingli's third brother as a good friend in the school. The two are one year apart, so they basically talked about everything.

But I don’t know what’s going on these two days. Although my mother always smiled at him, she always showed a sad face when she didn’t notice it, and she often sighed, and she ate a lot less. He felt that her mother was hiding something. looked at him, but could not ask any questions.

Last night, my mother coughed all night, and he didn't sleep well, so he was absent-minded. He thought about taking leave with his husband in the afternoon and going to the medical clinic to buy some cough medicine.

"Little sister, why are you here? I went to see Mr. just now."

Li Moxuan is already very familiar with Qingli's family, and his address has also changed. The husband he said is Qingli's father, Mo Ruhu. Since he was injured, Li Moxuan has often come to visit.

"Brother Xuanzi, why didn't you go to school?"

I haven't seen him for a few days, Li Moxuan seems to have grown taller, his face is getting more and more delicate, his thin figure is tall and straight, and he has a faint demeanor of a scholar.

"Mr. Xuetang and I asked for leave. My mother has a cough."

"In the morning, my second sister and I went to see Aunt Li, but there was no one in your house, and the door was locked. The neighbor lady said that Aunt Li had gone out."

Qingli looked at Li Moxuan, seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, and she couldn't figure out whether she knew about his father's troubles, so she didn't ask, because she always felt that it was not good to expose people's scars.

"Maybe it's for grocery shopping."

Mother often went to the market to buy fresh vegetables, and sometimes she also went to the market. She said that the things there were cheap and good, and that mother and son lived together and had to save some money.

"Brother Xuanzi, I have something to ask you, do you know where to sell herbal seeds?"

"There are shops that sell seeds, why are you going to buy them?"

Li Moxuan glanced at Qingli suspiciously. After getting to know Mo Zisong, he didn't feel that there was any secret, but Qingli was definitely not simple, but he never explored it. Qingli's servants, although they are already like relatives, he still reminds himself not to be ungrateful and to remember his duty.

"Well, we need some herbal seeds, agrimony, palm, mugwort leaves, notoginseng, big thistle, madder, and..."

These important names were too difficult to pronounce, and even Qingli couldn't remember them so well, so he had to take out the paper given by Fanglian's guard last time and show it to Li Moxuan.

"Do you need me to do anything?"

Li Moxuan glanced at it. The handwriting of the person who wrote it was vigorous and powerful, and he used a chic cursive hand. This is not Mr.'s handwriting, and of course it is not Mo Zigui and Mo Zisong's. He admired the words on it, and looked down for a while.

"Here, this is silver. Help me go to the seed store to buy these seeds and let the guy make a label. You know it's too conspicuous for me to go."

Qing Li has always had such troubles, she is young and has scars on her face, every time she goes to the store to buy something, she is either treated as an ignorant child, or she thinks she can't find her parents, it is really distressing, and Once patronized, the second time will definitely be recognized.

"Okay, leave it to me. It's just this, is it still useful to you? If not, can you give it to me?"

Li Moxuan was apprehensive, but finally couldn't stand the temptation of this font, and made such a request.

"Okay, brother Xuanzi, it's useless for me to stay anyway."

Qingli had already written down the herbs on it, and there was no imprint on the paper, so she didn't worry about it.

Li Moxuan's work was very neat, that is, less than two quarters of an hour later, he brought out a pile of oiled paper, handed these to Qingli, and said, "What else can I do? I'll take you home."

"No more, brother Xuanzi, Aunt Li is not feeling well, you should take care of her earlier, I am familiar with this road, and it will only take a few steps."

Qingli rejected Li Moxuan's kindness, and the two of them said a few words before parting at the intersection.

Because the uncle came to town, dinner at home was served earlier, and Madam Liu hadn't come back yet, so Aunt Zhang set aside some.

Everyone in Qingli's family had dinner with grandma in the front yard, there were no outsiders in the family, and the second sister, Qing Qiang, specially poured a couple of glasses of wine to persuade the uncle to eat more vegetables.

"Ms. Zhang's craftsmanship is really good. Look at this stewed pork head. She made it herself. It's not worse than the food shop in the town. Unfortunately, this pig's head is not very easy to buy. I asked her to keep half of it for you to bring." Give it to my two grandsons when I go back, it’s not easy for your daughter-in-law, she works hard all day long.”

Grandma babbled a few words. These days, she is more comfortable in the town than in the village, because she can get out of bed and walk around, and she has an old sister who is familiar with her. She also chats with Mrs. Zhang on weekdays. Those who have been through hardships cherish each other, which is especially topical.

"Boss, there is nothing lacking in the town, so don't take advantage of yourselves all the time. You have taken so many eggs."

Grandpa Mo Fulai also tastes small wine, but he doesn't drink much. It's cold in the morning and evening, and sometimes he warms up. He and Uncle Zhang eat some peanuts and drink a small wine cup. Cozy.

"Father and mother, isn't the third child's chickens and ducks raised at my house? Recently, they lay eggs very frequently. There is no shortage at home, and the third sibling has pickled a lot of salted duck eggs before. There are two small jars. Counting the days, there are not many eggs." The weather is getting better soon, and when the time comes, I can add another dish."

The uncle took a bite of the cold pig's ears and steamed fish with chopsticks, and said, "This fish is really fragrant, it's big, and it doesn't smell earthy at all."

"Uncle, why don't you take a few back. There are many in the pond in my backyard, and Aunt Zhang will catch them with a net soon."

(End of this chapter)