Chapter 42
So this time when Shen Qingyan proposed to go up the mountain with her, all the women did not object. Although the wild vegetables on the mountain were getting less and less, they did not hide their secrets either. This is almost impossible in modern times.

In fact, Shen Qingyan's main purpose is to look for mushrooms. She is not very interested in wild vegetables. The green leafy vegetables in the space have already matured, but she was afraid that they would be too eye-catching, so she had to put them in the warehouse for storage. She thought it was better to grow some. Seasonal things, such as crops, are good. Even if the food is out of season, it will not be too eye-catching. You can say old rice or old noodles.

It's a pity that I searched around the mountain and found no trace of mushrooms, so I simply dug up wild vegetables, at least I have to pretend.

When going down the mountain, only Shen Qingyan's Lanzi was covered with a thin layer of wild vegetables. After seeing it, Ruan wanted to grab it from her back again.

"Hey, auntie, no need." Shen Qingyan pressed her hand, "I still have a lot at home, which were all given by my aunts in the past. I can't ask for anything today." After a pause, she said: "Actually Today I followed up the mountain just to see why there are no winter bamboo shoots on this mountain."

"I don't know about this. I only know that this mountain used to be just a small hillside. After a long time, weeds and trees grew, and then there were wild vegetables, but there were no bamboo shoots. So our village wanted bamboo shoots and got them." Digging on Yong'an Mountain over there in Yong'an Village, fortunately, it's not something expensive, and you can't get enough to eat, so it's better than wild vegetables." Mrs. Guan came together to talk about the origin of this mountain.

Speaking of no winter bamboo shoots, although I said so, I was a little annoyed in my heart. Winter bamboo shoots can be exchanged for money, and they are also an income in winter when there are no crops. The village chief didn't object, but he couldn't help being stared at and ridiculed by those shrews. Thinking about it, he felt annoyed. How could this natural thing become a specialty of their Yongfang Village.

While talking, a group of people went down the mountain, and no one brought up this topic again, and Shen Qingyan naturally wouldn't bring it up again, but she kept the matter of no bamboo shoots in mind.

In the two days at the end of the month, Lu Chengfu gave Shen Qingyan the first month's bonus and the early bonus on time. This month, Chengfu recorded a net profit of 300. According to what was agreed in advance, Shen Qingyan got 50 taels. He took out dozens of catties of mushrooms and sold them to Lu Anyang, and got more than [-] taels.

Only then did I tell Lu Anyang about asking for a day off.

"Qingyan, what's the matter." Hearing that Shen Qingyan wanted to ask for leave, Lu Chengfu blushed anxiously, pulled Shen Qingyan to a corner, and said softly, "Do you think Uncle Fu gave too little?"

"Uncle Fu, you are really restless." Shen Qingyan said with a smile: "You have given me enough, and there will be no less in the future. Qingyan absolutely believes in this. It's just that I have some personal matters to attend to. "

"It takes a day to do anything. My Chengfu Ji is pointing at you now. If you are not here, Lao Hong's craftsmanship may not be able to control the situation." Lu Chengfu said worriedly. Hong Dingshan came to him two days ago and said , Obviously a dish, he followed Shen Qingyan's recipe completely, but he couldn't make her taste, if she is not here for a day, what will happen in this restaurant? "Why don't you talk about it, maybe Uncle Fu can ask someone to do it for you."

"But this matter can only be dealt with by myself." Shen Qingyan knew what Lu Chengfu was worried about, "Now that the store's business is on track, Uncle Hong will definitely do well."

"What's the matter?" Usually Lu Chengfu wouldn't ask so many questions, but now that it was related to his store's business, he had to bite the bullet and ask. "If it's really hard to say, just pretend to be Uncle Fu and ask nothing."

"There's nothing bad to say, but you also know that when my mother was buried, she was very careless and didn't even have a secondary coffin." Shen Qingyan put her arms around Shen Qingyu, who had red eyes, and said, "At that time, I swore that when I got rich, I would pay for it." She must be reburied in a decent manner, now that it is the twelfth lunar month, it will be even more inappropriate to start the reburial matter when spring begins, so..."

This day was chosen by Shen Qingyan, she specially went to a tailor shop to buy a new green dress the day before, she always felt that Song Cuiyun was a little unsuitable to wear a shroud at such a young age, so she found out from the Song family that Song Cuiyun used to be The color I like the most, I bought a ready-to-wear, and of course the shoes will not fall.

Sister Shen Qingyan got up early, dressed solemnly, wore sackcloth and a white scarf on her head, and brought a few coolies found in the town and a red lacquered coffin to Yongfang Village.

Since Lu Dasheng was not notified before, the appearance of their group surprised Lu Dasheng, "Qingyan, you guys are..."

"Move my mother's grave." Shen Qingyan only said a few words, and then led the people to the foot of Yongfang Mountain.

"Hey, Qingyan, don't go." Lu Dasheng chased after him to persuade him, "Today is not a good day to move graves, you can come back another day."

"My mother doesn't care about these things, besides, isn't today an auspicious day?" Shen Qingyan looked directly at Lu Dasheng, who was hesitating to speak, and said with a smile: "And didn't uncle tell us to move the grave early? It's the twelfth lunar month, so it would be even more inappropriate to move on then."

Just then, a group of palanquins in red clothes came from a distance, and it seemed that someone was having a wedding. Shen Qingyan had good eyes, and she recognized Shen Yangshi among them. Is this looking for a concubine for her man? She wondered So generous.Shen Qingyan secretly slandered.

Lu Dasheng obviously saw the group of people, and his simple and honest face showed a look of embarrassment, "Qingyan, you should avoid it first." He said that he wanted to direct their group into the nearby forest.

"Who is getting married? Shen Wenfu's son has a wife. Could it be that Mrs. Yang is marrying her husband as a second wife?" Shen Qingyan asked expressionlessly, she had no feelings for this woman.

"Yes, it's for your father to marry a wife." Lu Dasheng saw the wedding procession getting closer, he gritted his teeth and said, hoping that Shen Qingyan would feel jealous after hearing this.

"We don't have a father." Shen Qingyan's eyes shot a stern look, and she suddenly raised her voice and said, "I read the almanac when I came out, and today is an auspicious day, and everything is suitable. If he marries his relatives, I will move my grave. What's the matter."

This was just heard by Mrs. Yang, who was approaching, and saw that Shen Qingyan and the others not only did not have a bad life, but their complexions became much more rosy, and even their bodies were no longer rags, but a patch There are no blue cloth clothes, even though they are covered with white robes and linen clothes, they still can't hide the fact that they are living well.

"Hey, which dog do I think is blocking the way? It turns out it's you two little scumbags." Yang's tone was sour. When she saw the two sisters, she thought of the big cart of rice, noodles and meat that passed under her nose that day. , Just thinking about it makes my heart ache. Now that these three little bastards still dare to hang around in front of her, do they really think she is dead?

(End of this chapter)

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