Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!-Chapter 49 - Take Notes in the Little Notebook_1
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Zhulan gazed eagerly at her mother’s movements, it was clearly something precious stored away.
When the red cloth was taken out, Zhulan could not discern what it was, “Mother, what are you holding?”
Madame Sun carefully unfolded the red cloth, “This is a wild ginseng your father found while trapping pheasants in the mountains, one large and one small.
The larger one was sold to benefit your elder brothers, while the smaller one, your father and I agreed, should be for you.
It may not look thick or big, but it’s twenty years old.
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In our area, which is not deep in the primeval forest, it’s very rare to find such old wild ginseng.
Take it back with you and nourish yourself well.”
Zhulan’s eyes teared up.
The tonics she prepared contained ginseng roots, very small ones whose age was indeterminable, making a single dose quite expensive.
This single root was at least worth twenty taels.
Ginseng was also cultivated in ancient times, with records from the Jin Dynasty.
However, ginseng is difficult to grow, and it continues to be a scarce commodity, with wild ginseng being even more costly.
Zhulan knew all this from what her maternal grandfather had told her, her familiarity with ginseng was extensive because she used it often in medicinal dishes.
Zhulan pushed the red cloth back, “Mother, please take the ginseng back.
Your daughter does not lack ginseng for nourishment, I already have ginseng in the tonics I’m taking.”
Upon saying this, she explained the situation with the tonics.
Madame Sun did not take the ginseng back, “Keep the ginseng and let the doctor incorporate it into your prescriptions, so you can save some silver coins.
The two scholars in your family have large expenses, listen to your mother.”
Zhulan moved her lips, overwhelmed by her mother’s kindness, but inside she felt guilty.
She wasn’t the original person; the best she could do was to live well on behalf of the original soul, to change the Zhou family to be more filial to their parents, “Thank you, mother.”
Madame Sun breathed a sigh of relief.
A mother would undoubtedly notice her daughter’s growing distance, but it only made her heart ache more, thinking her daughter was distancing herself to spare her mother from eventual grief, and this thought evoked even more sorrow.
The Yang family’s lunch was sumptuous, as the family practiced martial arts and meat was abundant.
The table was laden with meat dishes, which Zhulan ate until her belly was full.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t restrain herself, but rather her insistent mother made sure she ate more than enough.
On the return trip, the ox cart was loaded with many items, making Zhulan’s face flush with embarrassment.
To Zhou Shuren beside her, who was sobering up, she said, “Why do I feel like we’re here to take advantage of them?”
Zhou Shuren, who didn’t flush when he drank, had eyes that seemed to smile, “In the past, the Yue family also frequently sent things to our home.”
Zhulan, “….”
This was the truth.
Being the weakest branch in her original family, the weakest child received the most indulgence.
Even after circumstances improved, the impression on the elders changed little, and the original soul was consistently provided for.
Zhulan felt the need to repair her image, which must be salvaged, “As the head of the household, you must earn more money.
I’m counting on you.”
Zhou Shuren nodded, “Wait for me to come back, and I’ll surely convince your parents we have money.”
Zhulan believed in Zhou Shuren, her eyes shining, “Yes.”
Xue Han, seeing her parents exchange glances until their faces reddened, quickly covered her elder nephew’s eyes, “No peeking at things you shouldn’t see, close your eyes now.”
Zhou Mingyun, baffled, “Auntie, why should I close my eyes?”
Craning his neck and shouting, Zhou Elder trembled with shoulders shaking, as he had just felt sour from his parents’ affection, but now he felt the urge to laugh.
Zhou Shuren glanced at his daughter, closing his eyes feeling drained.
In his loneliness in the modern world, he knew what he longed for in his heart.
He genuinely enjoyed the sensation of living a simple life, and he was fortunate to have a seamless bond with the exceptional Zhulan.
With a single outcry, the carefully led ambiance was lost.
These obstructions, umm, it was about time the young girl learned arithmetic, the eldest grandson could start copying the Three Character Classic after mastering it, and the eldest should also find some work to stay busy!
Aside from Zhulan, the other three in the ox cart inexplicably felt the autumn chill becoming more intense.
Zhulan truly felt it was nothing, because she and Zhou Shuren were tied to one another, the most trustworthy allies.
Watching her daughter make playful gestures, Zhulan maintained a solitary sense of awakening, keeping a smile on her face.
The ox cart rumbled slowly and it took nearly two hours before they approached Zhou village.
Zhulan, hugging her daughter and grandson, nearly fell asleep to the swaying when suddenly the cart stopped.
Zhou Shuren was the first to open his eyes, and Zhulan, noticing they had not reached home, asked, “What happened, eldest?”
Zhou Elder jumped down from the ox cart, “Mother, it’s Zhang Datie’s eldest son.
The child is suffering from a severe fever.”
Zhou Elder touched the child and jumped back in fright, the child’s body burning hot.
Zhulan took a moment to remember who it was.
Before she could say anything, Xue Han could no longer bear it in her heart, “Mother, please save him.”
