Rebirth of the Pastoral Wife

Chapter 18 Market Trading
The pool of cold water is small but extremely deep. Back then, Baoniang could see the water source, but now she can’t find the correct water source. It’s just an extremely deep well similar to a well, but several times wider than a well. The pit is said to be a pool to beautify it.

There is no life around, and compared with the warm pool, one is in the sky and the other is underground. The difference is very deep.

Patting the dirt on her body, Bao Niang stood beside the cold water pool and looked into the pool hard, but there was no trace. After searching for a long time, there was no sign of it, and the cold water pool didn't change much, and Bao Niang couldn't do anything about it, anyway, she picked it up by herself , if it's gone, it's gone!
He turned around, picked up the little squirrel, and walked towards the place where the spirit grass grew, one by one.

The little guy feeds himself, so he can't bother Baoniang a bit, and Baoniang doesn't have to worry about it, as long as he doesn't starve to death.

After picking some spiritual herbs and fiddled with the things in the field a few times, Bao Niang came out of the space.

It was midsummer, and the herbs on the mountain were growing vigorously. Bao Niang thought that she could earn more money, so she ignored the obstruction of Mrs. Song and Mrs. Liu, and went to the mountain to dig the herbs from dawn to dusk. Many good medicinal herb seeds and young medicinal herb plants were planted by Bao Niang in the space one by one.

Except for sending things into the space, Bao Niang has never been in the space for a few days, and she doesn't know what changes will happen in the space.

To be at peace with the situation, not to be chaotic when things happen, this is what she has learned the most after her rebirth!

One day, when I got home, Bao Niang just took out the herbs in the back basket when she heard Mrs. Song talking to a woman. She put down the things in her hands, patted the dirt on her body and walked in, "Mother Talk to auntie!"

"Hey, it's Bao Niang. I'm back. I heard that you are digging herbs. Can you make a lot of money with this?"

The little woman's husband's family name is Sun, and there is a daughter, Sun Man, who looks like a baby. Outsiders only know her as Man's mother. She has a good disposition, but she likes to take advantage of small things.

Bao Niang smiled at Man'er Niang, and then replied, "I can't make much money, but I can buy snacks... It's not comparable to the situation at my aunt's house, so I went to the mountain to dig some herbs from dawn to dusk. !"

Man'er's family lived not to mention being one of the best in the village, but that was the best. The Sun family only had a daughter like Man'er, and she didn't have much else to do.

"Some small money is also money, but my sister is afraid to go out. She just sits at home all day embroidering handkerchiefs and sewing clothes, so she can earn some money."

Although the words are not malicious, there is a sense of comparison. My own daughter is pampered in the deep boudoir, while the Liu family's daughter is running around and working hard all day to make a living.

Bao Niang didn't sound like a big deal, but it was different to Song's ears, they were all pampered and pampered girls, how did other people raise their daughters?Looking at my family, running up and down the mountain every day, I can't help feeling sorry for Baoniang, and I can't answer what my mother said to her.I didn't think much of it either.

After a few polite words, the conversation came to an end.

Looking up at Mrs. Song, Bao Niang smiled brightly, and said, "Mother, what are you thinking? I am me, what is there to compare with others, don't you like such a capable Bao'er?"

Pulling on Song Shi's sleeve, she showed off her coquettish expression.

With one sentence, Song's face was relaxed, and she looked at Bao Niang with pampering eyes. "You, there are people who praise themselves so much..."

"That's right, I'm already very capable!" In order to coax Mrs. Song, Bao Niang also lost her daughter's delicate and pretentious reserve.

After being teased by Bao Niang, Song's mood obviously improved, but she also secretly thought in her heart that she can't let Bao Niang go up the mountain again in the future.

Not to mention the opinions of the villagers, even the potential and existing dangers on this mountain cannot allow Baoniang to run up the mountain every day.

Bao Niang didn't have time to think about it. In the early morning of the next day, after sorting out the medicinal materials, Bao Niang and Old Man Liu went to the market. Because he was worried about Bao Niang, Song asked Old Man Liu to follow him every step of the way.

Especially for the older girl whose color is getting more and more beautiful and her figure is gradually showing maturity, Mrs. Song is very worried from the bottom of her heart.

Outsiders only know that the Liu family has a beautiful and capable daughter, but they don't know the sourness in their hearts as parents.

Waiting for Yuan Shan to come back is the best way to look after her husband and teach children at home. If Yuan Shan can't wait for her return, isn't such a delicate daughter the object of coveted by outsiders?

Mrs. Song was worried for a while!
After leaving the village, Baoniang and Liu Laopa walked one after the other, walking in step. Huatian Village is not a short distance from the market, so the walking pace is a bit fast.

Bao Niang was struggling a little, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Father Liu looked at Yao Nu, and said with a bit of distress, "Bao'er rest for a while, don't be in a hurry!"

"It's okay, I can persist if I walk for a while!" Now is not the time for her to be coquettish.

She is tired, she is hot, what about her father?The beads of sweat on her face were not less than hers, and the clothes on her back were also soaked in sweat. The pole on her shoulders creaked and screamed, Bao Niang looked very sad.

Hurry up and hurry up, and finally arrived at the market.

"Father, let's go to the front stall and drink a bowl of mung bean paste. It's hot..." Mung bean paste is the most suitable food to eat now to dispel heat and reduce fire.

"Well, okay, let's go!" Thinking that his daughter wanted to eat, Father Liu didn't say no, and let his daughter do it.

When I walked to the small stall, Bao Niang shouted cheerfully, "Ma'am, here are two bowls of mung bean paste, I want a big one..."

"Okay..." The aunt who had been surrounded by the crowd just lowered her head to fill the mung bean paste, muttered in her mouth.

Looking at the snacks in front of her, mung bean cake, red bean cake, and sweet cold cake, Bao Niang also showed her greed, but she only ordered two bowls of mung bean paste. She didn't dare to extravagantly ask for those little desserts, they were too expensive.

Sitting in the temporary booth, holding a porcelain soup and scooping up mung bean paste in the bowl, "Father, hurry up and drink, I will make it for you when I have time!"

"Okay, Bao'er eats too!" A slight smile flashed across Father Liu's dark cheeks.

After a few sips, most of the mung bean paste in the bowl went down immediately. Bao Niang bowed her head and took a few sips. It was not as delicious as she imagined. The mung bean paste may have been stored for a long time, and the current weather It's hot, so the taste has changed a bit, and Bao Niang can't eat it.

Eating so many spiritual herbs is not for nothing, the body is clean and close to pure, whether it is the body or the sense of smell, it is much more sensitive to the outside world than ordinary people.

In a blink of an eye, the mung bean paste in Liu's father's bowl was finished, and Bao Niang only drank half of it because she didn't want to waste it.

After drinking mung bean paste, Father Liu picked up the pole and walked to the pharmacy with Bao Niang.

When I walked to the door of the pharmacy, I happened to see someone coming out of it, because I didn't know that someone would come out, and it was so urgent, accidentally, the person and Father Liu bumped into each other.

(End of this chapter)