You are unlucky and I am tough

Chapter 108 Just Think It Through

The villagers were still busy in the fields, their cheeks red from the sun and their clothes soaked with sweat.

The threshing ground in the village is shared by the whole village. Villagers who have space to dry rice at home will take it directly home. Those who have no yard or whose yard is too small will take the rice to the threshing ground for threshing.

The women sat in front of a large wooden basin, picked up a handful of rice and pounded it against the edge of the basin to thresh the grains. Those that didn't fall off were thrown on the ground to dry for a while, and then they were beaten down with flails.

Cheng Shuang and Wei Qinglang came to the threshing ground and saw villagers everywhere busy threshing and threshing rice. It took them a while to find Cheng Lizheng.

Cheng Lizheng and his second daughter-in-law Yang were threshing rice and were sweating profusely. Their home was close to the threshing ground, so they threshed the rice here instead of cleaning the yard. Cheng Mingli and Cheng Zhengyi's nine-year-old daughter were helping to thresh the rice with a flail.

"Grandpa Village Head, Aunt Yang." Cheng Shuang walked over and called them.

Cheng Lizheng raised his head and said, "I heard from the villagers that you went up the mountain. Come back now."

"Well, I'm going up the mountain to dig some herbs."

Cheng Shuang looked at Wei Qinglang and asked him to put down the backpack, saying, "Village head, we dug up something in the mountains this time."

The threshing ground was an open space, surrounded by people. Someone with sharp ears heard it and immediately asked, "Cheng Shuang, you didn't dig up ginseng and ganoderma again, did you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, more than a dozen people gathered around and saw the full basket of things on the ground.

"What is this thing, so big?"

"Medicinal herbs? I've never seen such medicinal herbs before."

Cheng Lizheng also squatted down to look at it, and even picked it up to look at it, "Shuang girl, what is this?"

"It's something that grows in the ground and can be eaten."

Cheng Shuang's voice grew louder as she watched more and more people gather around her. "My master is a miraculous doctor. He spent his entire life digging for herbs in the mountains and researching medical books. He also recorded some of his discoveries. I've seen this in his book. He named these two things potatoes and sweet potatoes. They're edible."

Cheng Lizheng nodded as he listened, "How do we eat this?"

“You can eat it once it’s steamed, and you can even grow your own.”

Cheng Li was holding a sweet potato and looking at it back and forth. "So, are you planning to try planting it?"

Cheng Shuang nodded, "I want to try planting some."

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Cheng Shuang, you can't eat anything from the mountains casually. If it's poisonous, it could kill you."

"Yes, a few years ago, someone from the neighboring village picked some mushrooms he had never seen before and ate them. He was poisoned to death."

Cheng Shuang smiled at the villagers and said, "This is what my master wrote down. He said if it's edible, it can't be poisonous. I know medical skills and I've tested it and it's not poisonous."

The villagers still didn't quite believe it and had no interest in these things, so they dispersed one after another.

Cheng Lizheng picked up the books one by one and read them for a long time. Cheng Mingli also came over to look and said that he had read many miscellaneous books but had never seen anything like this.

However, seeing that Cheng Shuang insisted, Cheng Lizheng didn't say anything and asked her to take it back and try it, but be careful not to eat it casually.

No matter what others think, the goods are delivered to the destination, and the two of them return home in a good mood with potatoes and sweet potatoes.

Potatoes and sweet potatoes can be planted in this season. Choose a piece of land and plant them in a few days.

When they got home, only Cheng Pan was cooking, and Wei Xinyi was helping to watch the fire.

Although it was still light outside, it was already late. Cheng Shuang put down the backpack and asked, "Where are the other three? Haven't they come back yet?"

Wei Xinyi ran out, "My brothers are still outside helping the neighbors pick up rice."

He only mentioned his younger brother but didn't say what Wei Nanxing was doing, and he didn't even run over to see when he saw them bringing back things.

Wei Qinglang understood his sister and noticed something, so he asked, "Where's Nanxing?"

Wei Xinyi's eyes flashed with panic, but she didn't dare lie. She clasped her fingers together and lowered her head. After a long pause, she said, "Fourth brother was helping Hunter Zhao pick rice when Dad saw him. He sent him away to harvest the rice."

Wei Qinglang frowned. In the past, the original owner and Wei Nanxing did the most work during the autumn harvest. Otherwise, with the working speed of that family, who knows when the harvest would be completed.

But when they divided the family property, Wei Changgui refused to give them land and only gave them three acres of vegetable plots. At that time, he said that they would live separately and have nothing to do with each other. Now he still has the nerve to ask Nanxing for help?

Wei Xinyi carefully observed Wei Qinglang's expression, afraid that his brother would be angry, and grabbed Cheng Shuang's sleeve for help.

Cheng Shuang noticed the little girl's worry, patted her head gently, and handed her the backpack. "Your brother and I picked some wild fruits in the mountains. We took them to the kitchen, washed them, and put them in a basin."

Wei Xinyi nodded and went into the kitchen with the backpack. Cheng Shuang turned to look at Wei Qinglang and said, "Go call Nanxing back. Why should she help them with their work?"

Wei Qinglang nodded and stood up, but before he could move his feet, Wei Nanxing came back.

When he entered the yard, he saw his brother and sister-in-law looking at Wei Nanxing. He was stunned for a moment, but he said nothing. He lowered his head and went to the bathroom to get water to wash his face and hands.

Cheng Shuang saw that his face was red from the sun and there were several scratches on his forearms when he rolled up his sleeves, and she knew that he must have helped there all afternoon.

But this is not her biological brother, she can only look at Wei Qinglang.

Wei Qinglang said worriedly, "I'll talk to him later."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Nanxing, who had just washed his face, walked over.

"Brother, I went over there to help harvest the rice this afternoon."

Wei Qinglang nodded, "Then what? Why do you want to go?"

"At first I just thought it was okay, so I went to help for a while, but he actually told me to take Xinyi back and live with them at that house, saying that they and I were family.

How could I not know what they were thinking? They just saw that you, brother and sister-in-law, were rich and could make money, so they wanted us to have a reason to ask you for money when we return.

I'm not a three-year-old with a short memory. I will never forget the look on his face when you proposed to separate the family and he wanted to throw Xinyi and me out like garbage.

He was the one who didn't want me first. Anyway, he still has two sons. He won't need me anymore because they will take care of him in his old age. I won't care about anything he does anymore."

Wei Qinglang was a little surprised. He stood up and patted his shoulder with relief. "It's good that you have thought it through."

Cheng Shuang looked at the two of them and discovered something else. Wei Nanxing's face was not only sunburned, but there was also a palm print.

She frowned, "Did he hit you? No, why did he hit you?"

Wei Nanxing shook his head indifferently. "I'm fine, sister-in-law. We've fought many times before. This is the last time. We'll have nothing to do with each other after this."

They had just had a big fight. Wei Changgui slapped him, and Wei Dakai wanted to come up and hit him, but he was thrown over his shoulder into the field.

In the past two or three months, he has not only practiced archery in the back mountain, but also run and practiced boxing. His body is much stronger than before.

He wanted to become strong, not only physically, but also learn archery and kung fu, so that he could be the support of the whole family like his brother.

Cheng Shuang was very happy that Wei Nanxing could draw a clear line with his weird father, but she also felt that he was obviously in a bad mood. He was not in a good mood whether he was having dinner or eating wild grapes with the family after dinner.

Tonight it was her turn to teach her younger siblings. Before the class started, she called Wei Nanxing and handed him a new bow.

Like Wei Qinglang's, it is a sixty-pound hunting bow.

Wei Nanxing held the bow with a look of surprise in his eyes, "Sister-in-law, is this for me?"

Cheng Shuang nodded. "A few days ago, when I went to the county town, I saw a merchant from outside the area selling them on the roadside. They looked good, so I bought one for you. Try to see if you can pull them."

Wei Nanxing tried, but failed to pull it open the first time, so he tried again and finally managed to pull it open.

He was very surprised, knowing that this was a good bow. He looked at Cheng Shuang gratefully and said, "Although it's a little difficult, I will practice more. Thank you, sister-in-law."

Cheng Shuang smiled when she saw that he really liked it, "Put away your bow and come back to class first."

Wei Nanxing put the bow back into the room, and when he came back he was obviously in a better mood.

After everyone was gathered, Cheng Shuang prepared to start the class. Her two younger brothers had already been studying at Mingde Academy for three months. She first asked them where they were in the Thousand Character Literature course, and it turned out that she was much faster than their teaching progress.

In the end, she didn't attend the class, but told her younger brothers and sisters about the heroes of Liangshan for an hour. None of them wanted to stop listening, and Cheng Chen even asked if he could tell the story to his classmates in the academy as well.