Chapter 64

Gu Xiaowan explained calmly: "we went to dig bamboo shoots this morning, and we had bamboo shoots for lunch. But This bamboo shoot is really different from what you think. It's really delicious. It's because of improper handling. Bamboo shoots are scraped with oil. Sometimes the more you eat, the more you feel hungry. But naturally I have a way to make it a delicious dish. "

"What can I do?" Aunt Zhang asked eagerly.

"Aunt Zhang, I can't tell you for the time being. I came here today to want brother Shitou to go with me to dig bamboo shoots in the mountains and dig more bamboo shoots. When the time comes, the bamboo shoots will surely sell at a high price. If brother Shitou sells bamboo shoots again, he will surely make a lot of money. " Gu Xiaowan vowed.

"Girl Gu, do you think this bamboo shoot can really sell for money?" Uncle Zhang had eaten that food. It was astringent. It was really not delicious. Moreover, after eating it, his stomach was gurgling all day long. It was very uncomfortable. Since then, I haven't eaten any more.

"Really, Uncle Zhang, you have to believe me!" Gu Xiaowan firmly said: "so I came here to ask brother Shitou to dig more bamboo shoots and put them at home, so that they can be sold. If they can't be sold, Aunt Zhang, I'll tell you how to make these bamboo shoots delicious and relieve hunger. Can they be used as a dish

After listening to Gu Xiaowan's words, Aunt Zhang's heart suddenly brightened. She didn't come to ask stone to help, which was to ask stone to make money. If Gu Xiaowan really knows how to make bamboo shoots delicious, she can take her younger brothers and sisters up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots and sell them. She doesn't need to go and ask the stones to follow.

Aunt Zhang's heart and mirror are the same, suddenly understand Gu Xiaowan's words.

Aunt Zhang was grateful and pleased. I'm grateful that since Gu Chuanfu and his wife passed away, they have occasionally helped each other. I didn't expect that they were so young, but they all remember this kindness. It is gratifying that Gu Chuanfu and his wife should be pleased to see that their children have such conscience.

"Mother, I'll go!" In fact, before Gu Xiaowan finished speaking, Xiaoshi had already decided to dig bamboo shoots. Gu Xiaowan means that if bamboo shoots are dug out, they can be sold for money. Even if they can't be sold, they can still take them back and eat them at home. Bamboo shoots are everywhere on the mountain, and no villagers dig them. If they dig too much and store them at home, they will be a lot of food.

Little stone, of course, is happy to go.

"It's just Uncle Zhang didn't talk all the time. He seemed to be thinking about something. Seeing that everyone had finished, Uncle Zhang said, "at this time, it's so cold. Bamboo shoots will not grow until it's warm after spring. What bamboo shoots are you going to dig at this time?"

Aunt Zhang was stunned. Just now she just asked Gu Xiaowan whether they had eaten or not and what they had eaten. When they heard them say that they didn't care about eating bamboo shoots, they just thought that they couldn't eat them, but they didn't think that it was winter. Where did bamboo shoots come from?

After hearing Uncle Zhang finish, he asked, "yes, there are no bamboo shoots at this time."

"Ha ha" Gu Xiaowan chuckled: "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, you can rest assured that we can definitely dig bamboo shoots."

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang looked at each other and saw Gu Xiaowan's confident appearance, but they were no longer talking.

"Brother stone, please eat quickly. We will wait for you at home."

Small stone quickly waved his hand: "no, I'll go with you."

After that, he took the hoe and basket, and without waiting for Aunt Zhang's advice, he followed Gu Xiaowan and them.

Back at Gu's home, Gu Ning'an has packed up his tools. Seeing Gu Xiaowan and his party of five, they are back in the bamboo forest.

In the bamboo forest, Gu Xiaowan first taught Xiaoshi how to find bamboo shoots buried in the soil, and then taught him how to dig. Xiaoshi was used to farming. After learning and watching it, he had a general idea. When he got to the back, he could feel a certain degree. Moreover, his strength was great. He could dig bamboo shoots as fast as his four brothers and sisters.

After a busy afternoon, small stones were filled with baskets, and Gu Xiaowan and they were also filled with a basket. However, the basket of small stone is more than Gu Xiaowan's. This basket is full. I'm afraid the winter bamboo shoots are forty or fifty Jin.

"Brother Shitou, put all the bamboo shoots away when you go back. If people want to ask you, don't say anything, do you know?" Gu Xiaowan admonished. This business, the first to eat crab is a hero, the first business is also a hero.

Although small stone looks inward, but in the heart is very sensitive, a listen to Gu Xiaowan's advice also understand how to return a responsibility, nodded. After saying goodbye to the four brothers and sisters of Gu's family, he went home with a basket on his back.

Gu's sister and brother returned home and poured the bamboo shoots dug in the afternoon with those dug at noon, which was more than 50 Jin.

When Gu Xiaowan finished dinner and washed Gu Xiaoyi, Gu Xiaowan felt as if her whole body was falling apart.

For an eight year old girl, it is not easy to dig bamboo shoots for a day.

Gu Xiaowan lying in the new quilt, just feel that the whole waist is about to be broken.Today, I either bend my waist to dig winter bamboo shoots, or bend to look for winter bamboo shoots. I've been pickling on the ground for a whole day. I've been half bent all the time. Do you think this waist can't be sour?

At this time, Gu Xiaowan felt melancholy.

Children without parents are bitter. Gu Xiaowan turned her head and looked at her three younger brothers and sisters who were already tired and drowsy. Her heart was sour. In particular, Gu Xiaoyi, the youngest, today is also a cat with a waist searching on the ground covered with bamboo leaves. Gu Xiaoyi was very young, and there were some bamboo bags that had been cut off in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo bags were still buried in the dead leaves. Gu Xiaoyi didn't understand it. He often tripped over the bamboo pocket, but he didn't say a word of bitterness or tiredness.

Or Zai Zai carefully looking for winter bamboo shoots.

Oh.

Gu Xiaowan felt uncomfortable. A child who was only four years old in his previous life, who was not coquettish in his father's and mother's arms, and even his meals were fed into his mouth by his parents. Gu Ning'an and Gu Ningping, who are six years old, should read and read in school. It's a pity that they don't have money at home. They can't read or go to school.

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