Reborn 1980 Little Rich Wife

Chapter 592 Don't Get So Tight
Because there are too many bamboo shoots here, Mi Jing quickly filled up the bamboo baskets he brought over.

"Sister, have you finished watching the scenery? You are going back."

Mi Jing shouted to the two people in the bamboo forest from a long distance away, he would not run over so blankly and disturb their view of the scenery.

Hearing his younger brother's voice, Mi Qian wanted to respond, but Gu Shen covered his face and sealed his mouth.

"Brother Ah Shen, it's time for us to go down the mountain."

Gu Shen saw her slender legs wrapped around her legs, with a smile in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to touch them.

"But your legs don't want to go down the mountain, and you still want to cling to me."

"Where is it? I obviously want you to carry me down the mountain. Would you like to?"

Mi Qian kissed his chin, grinning and exerted some force, binding his feet even tighter.

Although this posture is good, there will always be friction on the way down the mountain, so this posture still needs to be adjusted.

"I'm carrying you behind my back."

Mi Qian retracted her legs, jumped onto his back, put her arms around his neck, and hummed a song.

When Mi Jing met here, he saw his sister being carried by her brother-in-law as if she had no legs.

"Sister, where did you sprain your ankle?"

Mi Qian could only roll her eyes at her younger brother, a person who doesn't know how to be romantic, and hoped that the girl his younger brother would find in the future was someone who could understand a little bit.

"Don't worry about me, have you dug any bamboo shoots? Then let's go down the mountain quickly!"

Otherwise, Chen Xiaohua would have to come here to call people for dinner, just like when she was a child, shouting people all over the mountain.

The three of them went down the mountain and went back to their own yard, only to see the grandfather sitting in the yard with a stool chatting with Mi Dabai.

"I'm back, hurry up and wash your hands and eat, why did you get so many bamboo shoots back, how long will it take to eat!"

When Chen Xiaohua saw the bamboo shoots in the betel basket, she squinted her eyes with a smile, just in time, she could pickle some sour bamboo shoots, so she could bring them to the city to eat.

"Mom, these bamboo shoots are tender! They must be delicious, or I'll peel a few bamboo shoots and let's fry them."

Mi Jing looked at the bamboo shoots in the betel basket, and felt a little sorry for not eating them for digging so hard.

The grandpa was smoking a dry tobacco, looking at the spring bamboo shoots in the betel basket, smoking the cigarette in a rattling manner.

"The bamboo shoots look pretty good, Jingjing's craftsmanship is pretty good!"

"That's right, grandpa, isn't my digging really good! Haha!"

As soon as Mi Jing heard his grandfather praise him, his shoulders were about to fly into the sky. He took out three or four bamboo shoots from the betel basket, took the plate handed over by Chen Xiaohua, squatted down and started peeling.

Mi Qian and Gu Shen also helped, and Chen Xiaohua felt that the two of them could do it together.

"Ah Shen, chat with Grandpa! I'll go and get some food out."

Chen Xiaohua came out with melon seeds and sugar, and several people chatted around the small table.

"Sister, didn't you say you can collect dried bamboo shoots? Don't mention this matter!"

"I'm thinking about it again! If you really want to make this, you must have a market! If there is no market, it is useless for us to accept these."

The first thing that comes to mind when doing such a thing is sales, and you have to look at the market situation.

They are not in the city now, and they have no way to go to the bazaar to have a look. In fact, Mi Qian has a lot of them in his heart, and there really is no such thing in the bazaar.

"What are you two talking about secretly!"

Chen Xiaohua watched the siblings move their mouths and hands, but their voices were not loud.

(End of this chapter)