Chapter 282

Bai Nianchu's words are also very reasonable. Bai Wenjing took the opportunity to take up the words and said, "Xiao Chu is right. Many children don't have the chance to go to school. Just stay at home."

Bai Nianchu lowered his head after hearing this, as if he was particularly lost.

Xue Xiaohua is complacent when she hears this. She wants to be happier than Bai Nianchu. She has a father and a mother, and her mother loves herself so much. She also has the opportunity to learn to read. When she grows up, she won't be blind.

So now she is better than Bai Nianchu, and she will be better than her in the future.

"Mom, then go up the mountain. The fern is really delicious. I'll study with my brother at home."

After that, Xue Chang'an took out a Book of the Analects of Confucius from the room and threw it on the table.

"Bai Jun taught them to read this book several times, and then you began to practice calligraphy."

As soon as Xue Xiaohua heard that she wanted to write, she hurriedly said, "do I want to write, too? Mom, I also want the pen last time. The brush is really difficult to use. It's soft."

Bai Wenjing knew that she had used the signature pen, so she couldn't let others know. She hurriedly said, "the brush is the quintessence of Chinese culture. It must be used. If you don't want to use the brush, it's OK to connect words on the sand table your father made for you. It's a waste of money. Bai Nian doesn't need to write. He supervises them both."

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Xue Xiaohua didn't expect this. She wanted to show off that the pen her mother gave them looked like everyone had never seen before. She didn't know that she didn't even give her a brush.

"That Niang, I'd better use a brush. Last time I saw that Niang bought a lot of paper and spent more than twenty Wen."

Xue Xiaohua deliberately said the words "more than 20 Wen Qian" very seriously, and her proud look did not hide at all.

"Aunt Xue, if you don't hurry, I'll go back to the house and see Aunt Zhang."

Bai Nianchu is really unhappy and is leaving now.

Bai Wenjing couldn't see Xue Xiaohua's careful thinking, but the little girl's temperament was like this, so she said, "let's go to the mountain now. There's nothing to clean up. You go up the mountain with us and get food. Then go and see your Aunt Zhang. Maybe you won't be investigated when you're happy."

Bai Nianchu nodded. In fact, she knew that even if she got food, she didn't have to be beaten, but these things could only be hidden in her heart.

Now she knew that she could grow up safely only by fawning on this woman and raising her body more powerful. Otherwise, widow Zhang would have beaten her to death.

Several people set out with a basket on their back. Because Bai Nianchu didn't go back and didn't bring a guy to carry things, Bai Wenjing simply carried one of the extra baskets at home to her.

The little body is carrying a disproportionate large basket. It is as old as Xue Xiaohua, but it is thin as a hemp pole. Bai Wenjing has a trace of sympathy in his heart.

Even if they went up the mountain after dinner, Bai Wenjing found that they were late.

At the foot of the mountain, on the hillside, there are all familiar faces. Of course, there are many unfamiliar people.

Bai Nianchu said carefully, "Aunt Xue, let's go to a place with few people. I found the place with ferns. No one else has found it."

Bai Wenjing nodded. The girl was really smart, especially her eyes. When there was no one, she didn't look like an eight year old child.

"Yes, you can lead the way. Don't say it's wild vegetables along the way. I think the roots of wild vegetables are gone. You have to start quickly when you see good things, or you really don't have to eat."

Although she doesn't lack that food, and Xue Chang'an also has money, she still cares about the shop in her town.

This fern is a rare thing. It's cold mixed with peanuts and spinach. It's delicious. You can put it on the menu as a vegetarian signature dish at that time.

After all, there were not so many patterns in ancient times. At that time, you can pick more ferns, blanch and dry them, and you can eat them all year round.

Bai Nianchu waved to her and said, "come with me, aunt."

The little girl walked behind her back. She didn't go in the same direction with a large number of people. Bai Wenjing knew there was a play.

Most people in the village walk together. They rush up like bees when they see some green vegetables. They are so slow that they can't even see a vegetable leaf.

The two adults followed behind Bai Nianchu, bypassed the forest path and walked farther and farther. Bai Wenjing found that this was where they had been before.

There are really few people here, because there have been rumors of beasts in the village, so few came.

It seems that the little girl is very brave.

"Aunt Xue, look, there are ferns there. There are many more. No one has seen them."

Bai Wenjing approached. Sure enough, she saw a fat and tender fern. She just wanted to reach close, but she saw that the claw like pole of Fern was covered with bedbugs, so Bai Wenjing hesitated when she started.

However, when she hesitated, Bai Nianchu had reached out and quickly pulled several.

"Don't be afraid, aunt. These insects don't bite. After picking them, put them in the water and wash them. They don't smell at all."

Bai Nianchu is skilled and mature while talking and doing.

"I guess the people in the village are afraid to start because of the bedbugs on it. Also, after this is done, the smell on their hands is very bad."

Bai Wenjing hesitated because of this, and even moved to get a pair of gloves in the mall.

But when I thought that Bai Nianchu was still there, I simply gave up the idea, crossed my heart and made a lot of ferns.

Bai Wenjing couldn't understand why, whether in ancient or modern times, this kind of insect has a special liking for bracken. However, she hates this kind of insect most. This kind of insect will smell when touched and can't be washed away. Bai Wenjing couldn't help vomiting at the thought of this smell.

It's easy to pick this small piece of fern, but not much. After a few people finish these, they go up the hillside. Bai Wenjing knows that as long as there is a spring rain, the bamboo shoots can be broken at that time. The wild bamboo shoots on the mountain can be boiled in water and fried with pork. It's also very delicious.

Fortunately, after running around the old mountain again, she found some shepherd's purse and picked it. Bai Wenjing began to think about making shepherd's purse meat dumplings in the evening and making some sour soup. It's definitely a delicious meal.

The three men ran all afternoon and didn't go back until the sun was about to set. Fortunately, they didn't run in vain. Of course, in addition to those shepherd's purse, the most was fern.

Bai Wenjing was glad that the people in the village didn't know it could be eaten, so all three picked a basket full of it.

Bai Wenjing looked at Bai Nianchu, who was walking shakily with a basket on his back, and winked at Xue Chang'an. Xue Chang'an immediately came forward and said, "let me take it for you."