Seeing Zhang Wenyuan enter, the young lady's expression immediately changed. She wanted to get off the brick bed and run out.
Zhang Wenyuan quickly stopped her." Ya Ya, sit on the brick bed. Daddy wants to ask you something."”
Zhang Wenyuan sat on the brick bed and looked at Yaya, who was sitting far away, and patted his side.""Come and sit here."
The little girl moved a little, but she was still more than a meter away. She lowered her head and grabbed the hem of her clothes with both hands.
Zhang Wenyuan was speechless and could only give up.
"Why are you so afraid of Daddy?" Zhang Wenyuan tried his best to soften his tone.
"Not speaking."
"Say it, Daddy won't hit you."
Unexpectedly, the little girl suddenly cried. She wiped her tears with both hands and sobbed.
"You said that I'm a money-losing thing. I'm gonna... They want to sell me to human traffickers."
Zhang Wenyuan was stunned, but he couldn't remember when he had said such a thing. It was probably because he was born with evil intentions in the past. He said it casually and forgot about it after that.
He really didn't dare to do it. If he did, the old man on the mountain would probably be the first to come down and eradicate this evil creature.
Zhang Wenyuan hugged the crying girl and comforted her.
"I won't sell you to human traffickers. How can I bear to do that? I was just scaring you in the past. As long as you listen to me in the future, I won't sell you.”
Those who were crying so hard just now immediately stopped.
She raised her head, pouted, and asked in disbelief, her eyelashes still fluttering with tears,"Are you really not selling me?"
It made Zhang Wenyuan feel as if he had done something extremely wrong.
"I'm really not selling it anymore!" Zhang Wenyuan answered straightforwardly.
The little girl seemed to believe him, and her tense body relaxed.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Wenyuan grinned and said,"Come, Daddy has something good for you.”
"What good stuff?" The little girl sniffled and asked.
"Close your eyes. Daddy will show you a magic trick.”
The little girl obediently closed her eyes and counted to three before opening her eyes again.
A furry little thing appeared in front of him.
"Ya! It's a kitten." He shouted in surprise.
Zhang Wenyuan choked and said,"It's not a cat, guess again."”
"That is a puppy."
Zhang Wenyuan could only smile bitterly and say,"It's a little squirrel." Come, hug me. Do you like it?"
"Yes, I like it." As she spoke, she used her small hand to stroke the fluffy fur on the little thing's body.
Zhang Wenyuan looked at the little girl's happy expression and felt gratified.
It was unknown if it was because children were easy to coax or because of their unbreakable blood relationship, but after a while, the father and daughter were chatting and laughing. Jiang Yazhi, who had brought the food in, was quite surprised.
A special big bowl was filled with noodles, and a layer of whistle was poured on top.
The dough was rolled out and spread out into a half-centimeter wide strip with a knife. When kneading the dough, add some salt to make it stronger.
The whistle was made of eggplants the size of a fingernail, cowpeas that were one centimeter long, chopped green onions, diced tomatoes, and shredded green peppers. When it was almost cooked, he poured the egg juice on the surface, covered the lid, and let it simmer for a minute without burning the fire. Then, he stirred it with a spoon into the shape of an egg flower.
Such eggs were more tender than fried ones.
Zhang Wenyuan took the bowl. It was fragrant even if he didn't eat it.
Unfortunately, there were too many noodles. The big and old bowls were a little small and could not be stirred.
"If you can't stir it, take another bowl and pick some out.”Zhang Wenyuan said helplessly to his wife.
After a while, his wife turned back. She didn't bring a bowl, but a small basin.
In his previous life, he had heard that the people of Guanzhong had the habit of eating with a basin. However, he had never had the chance to see it. He did not expect to experience it personally today.
He poured it into the basin and went to water some whistles. He sat on the brick bed and finished eating.
In the afternoon, he sat in the study room in the back room and flipped through the medical books in the box under the desk. He had learned quite a lot from what he had learned in his previous life.
It was not that he did not want to go out for a walk, but it was inconvenient to wear a gauze belt on his head.
In the countryside, there were two situations where gauze was worn. One was that she had an injury on her head, and the other was that she was in mourning.
When you meet someone on the road, they will often ask you," Who is old now?”
His family was still alive. It sounded unlucky. If he was injured, he would have to explain for a long time.
Otherwise, they would look at him strangely all the way.
It was better to hide at home and read for a few days. When Shi's injury recovered, he would remove the gauze and go out. It saved him the trouble of wasting his breath and explaining to everyone.
During this period, the little girl would occasionally stick her head out of the door. As long as Zhang Wenyuan put down his book and waved, she would run in happily. She hugged the little squirrel and asked him all sorts of questions.
According to Zhang Wenyuan, the little squirrel couldn't eat anything else and could only drink milk. Then, he took a bowl and squeezed some goat's milk. He opened the squirrel's mouth and poured it in with a spoon.
The little squirrel opened its eyes and ran over to tell Zhang Wenyuan.
Zhang Wenyuan did not feel annoyed at all. Instead, he felt very happy and warm. This was a child's way of expressing closeness and friendliness.
This continued for more than 20 days until the gauze was removed.
That afternoon, Zhang Wenyuan moved a recliner and lay under the front eaves, thinking about what he should plant in the small world.
Ya Ya was playing with the little squirrel who could already eat pine nuts. His wife was in the courtyard cleaning up the schisandrin that had been under the sun for two days.
" Chinese magnoliavine " was a name for medicinal herbs. In the mountains, it was called " Wu Ling Er." Growing in the dense forest, the vines naturally wrapped around the tree support, and the fruits fell in clusters. When they were not ripe or green, they were picked and dried to become "schisandrin". After ripening, the seeds were the size of peas and turned light red. They were like strings of agate hanging on the branches. They tasted sweet and sour and were a kind of pleasant wild fruit.
This season was the time to pick schisandrin, and the slope not far away was filled with them. His wife would find some free time to pick some back, and she had accumulated more than ten catties of them.
At that time, there would be hawkers who would collect all kinds of mountain products and medicinal herbs that the mountain people picked in their leisure time.
Because the Chinese magnoliavine was a good medicine for replenishing qi and nourishing the five internal organs, there were no side effects after taking it for a long time. Moreover, it could protect the liver, promote the regeneration of liver cells, and enhance the detoxification function of the liver. It was widely used in Chinese medicine formulas and medicine manufacturing, so its price was slightly higher than other common medicinal herbs.
Dried ones cost about 40 RMB per catty. However, this was the standard price for the purchase of medicinal herbs in the town or city. The peddler would lower the price by five to ten yuan. Anyway, the people in the mountains did not know the exact price. As long as they felt that the difference was not too big, they would sell it.
He admired his wife's busy figure and calculated that these medicinal herbs could be sold for 400 to 500 yuan. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration that had flashed across his mind when he saw the crocus twenty-some days ago appeared in his mind.
"That's right. We can start planting some crocus or other rare and precious medicinal herbs first to accumulate some funds. Things will be easier in the future.”Zhang Wenyuan sat up straight and waved his fist.
According to the method of planting crocus in Tibetan areas, the crocus could be harvested in winter after planting in early autumn and September. It only took two to three months. This was still in the natural environment of the outside world. If it was in the space, it would only take three days to harvest. According to the outside world's propaganda, 0.75 kilograms per mu of land would cost about 25 yuan per gram, so two mu of land would earn 37500 yuan in three days.
Thinking of this, his heart burned. If this continued, he would have more than four million yuan a year.
On second thought, he shook his head in self-mockery. She had really fallen for money and was blinded by it. He didn't know if it could be grown in the small world. Even if it could be grown, it would be hard to explain it outside. This medicine was a local specialty and was difficult to grow in other areas. A small number of them appearing in the Qinling Mountains could still make one marvel at the wonders of nature, but more of them would cause suspicion and speculation.
His heart quickly cooled down. This was a one-time deal, and it could only happen once. Or should he think of other long-term, reasonable, and non-suspicious methods?
He sighed. He had already decided to live in the mountains for the rest of his life. It was useless to ask for so much money. He didn't bring it with him when he was born and didn't bring it with him when he died. It was enough for him to live on.
In the future, he had to be even more careful when using the small world. It was best to use it as a support and not as a tool for profiteering. Greed and dissatisfaction were also sins. If one had too many desires and wanted too much, they would lose other precious things. He had witnessed too much in his previous life, and the warm and happy life in this life was even more precious. If they were blinded by greed, their hard-earned lives would be shattered.
It was only at this moment that his state of mind calmed down from the ambition of obtaining a small world. It was like Sun Wukong, who had removed the spell of the Golden Hoop. Only then did he feel that the sky in the mountain village was vast and relaxed.
"Daddy, does the kitten have a daddy and a mommy?”Just as Zhang Wenyuan was daydreaming, Xiao Ya's voice pulled him back.
Zhang Wenyuan was stunned and asked in amusement,""Kitten? Is that the name you gave it?"
"Yes, she looks like a kitten, so I called her a kitten.”Xiao Ya nodded affirmatively.
Zhang Wenyuan smiled unconsciously.
"Squirrels also have parents, just like Yaya.”
"What about her parents?" She tilted her head and asked curiously.
Zhang Wenyuan thought for a moment before answering,"Daddy and Mommy were captured by the leopard to protect the little squirrel."”
After Xiao Ya heard this, her little face turned gloomy. She used her face to brush the little thing's soft fur and said,""Poor kittens, they don't have parents anymore.”
He then raised the little thing in front of Li Wenyuan and said innocently,"Daddy, then you can be the kitten's daddy too.”
Zhang Wenyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"You're willing to give Daddy to the kittens?”Zhang Wenyuan asked deliberately.
Xiao Ya was put in a difficult position after hearing that. Her little face wrinkled, but in the end, she nodded with difficulty.
Zhang Wenyuan was both surprised and gratified.
In a child's mind, nothing was more precious than their parents. It was the most tragic thing in the world to not have a father or a mother. Now, because she sympathized with the little squirrel, she was willing to share half of her father. It was obvious that Yaya was very compassionate and knew how to share.
Then, she raised her head and asked pitifully,"Daddy, do you still want Yaya?”
Zhang Wenyuan carried the little girl in his arms and said tenderly,""Of course I want it. Little Ya Ya is Daddy's most precious treasure. She's the best gift from the heavens.”
Xiao Ya smiled like a flower again and squeezed her head into Zhang Wenyuan's arms.
Zhang Wenyuan held Yaya in his arms and looked at his wife, who was shuttling back and forth in the courtyard like a butterfly. The feeling of satisfaction filled his heart.
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