Chapter 57 Mo Quan came to pick it up

Molan looked at the tree in front of him. This should be the largest tree they saw today. It was almost 3 meters high, and there were many tender buds on it. Dad and they were still picking it there. Molan's thoughts floated to another world.

There, the old buds are called the king of mountain vegetables, and the price is very high. However, because everyone doesn't love the time to pick them, they often break a tree, and some even cut the tree with a sickle to cut the tree. The picking time is also directly done regardless of the old and tenderness, resulting in fewer and fewer The less.

The root bark and bark of thorn old buds can be used as medicine, which is effective for edema, constipation, diabetes, stomach ** and other diseases. Of course, it also has a calming effect. Eating it often has a certain effect on neurasthenia, and it also has a certain effect on the treatment of hepatitis.

These are all what my mother-in-law told her. She has not studied how the real effect is. After all, people in that world go to the hospital when they are sick. Who will use wild vegetables to treat any disease? However, because they are pure hot weather and have certain benefits for the body, so they are loved by people.

Molan didn't plan to say those modern medical terms to the people here. She just needed to make the wild vegetables delicious and then said that it was good for her health.

When Mo Changhe and the other three of them arrived in front of Molan, their boxes were already full of green thorns and old buds. Molan looked at the green color and couldn't help being happy. What a lot. It's better in ancient times. Not only is there no pollution, but also because people have not destroyed trees, there are a lot of wild vegetables. Like what they made today, they can eat for a long time.

"Dad, we won't do it. The sacks and baskets are full. No matter how much it is, you can't take it. Go back." Molan looked at the overflowing basket and said to several people with shining eyes.

"All right. Let's go back. There are so many wild vegetables to eat for several days. Even pigs and chickens probably don't have to weed them, just chop them up and feed them. Mo Changhe straightened up and said with a smile.

Molan couldn't help but want to turn over her father. She disliked less and wanted to get all the wild vegetables in the mountains. As a result, her father was good and wanted to take this good thing to feed pigs and chickens. It was really speechless.

The time to come was light, and the time to go back was tiring. Mo Changhe had a ** bag on his shoulder and a basket on his other arm. It was originally Molan's. Mo Changhe was reluctant to let his daughter suffer and carried it over.

And Qiu Dajun and Erlang each carried two baskets and walked with some difficulty. Molan wanted to help Erlang pick one, but he refused. He was reluctant to tire his sister.

Finally, at Molan's request, Erlang carried a basket in one hand and only carried one with Molan.

Several people went down the mountain and didn't walk a few steps. Molan saw a cart on the front road with sharp eyes.

"Dad, brother, can you see if that's grandpa?" Molan shouted at several people.

"Oh, it's really your master. Why did he pull the rack truck here? Isn't it necessary to go to the ground? Mo Changhe was a little surprised when he saw the people coming.

Mo Lan didn't care about him. She let the basket go and let Erlang carry it herself first. She spread her feet and ran towards Mo Quan. The reason why they didn't pull the rack car when they came was because Grandpa and others wanted to use it in the morning, but now Mo Quan pulled the rack car over. Obviously, she wanted to pick

"Master, Master." Molan shouted happily as she ran. Like a swallow flying happily in the sky.

"Um. Girl Lan." " Mo Quan looked at his granddaughter running to him happily, his face was full of joy, and his footsteps accelerated.

When he got to him, Mo Quan put down the car, and Molan threw himself into his arms. Maybe this was not allowed in ancient times. Even his family also said that there was a difference between men and women, but Molan didn't care much about this. If he lost his family affection because of the so-called difference between men and women, it would

"Oh, girl Lan is tired, isn't she? Get in the car and pull you." Mo Quan hugged his granddaughter. Although he was not used to it, he felt quite good. In the past, he always saw his granddaughter and his wife sticky, but he was a little envious. Today, he finally tasted the feeling that his granddaughter was sticky. This trip was really not in vain.

"Sir, I'm not tired. I'll help Grandpa push the cart." Mo Lan smiled and did not listen to Grandpa's words and sit in the car. Instead, she stood at the cart and was ready to help Grandpa push the cart. It's not easy to walk. She can't sit in the car to increase the burden of Grandpa pulling the car.

"After Lanlan put the things away, you can sit down. Dad will push you, and Erlang will also sit down." At this time, Mo Changhe also arrived, putting the sacks on his shoulders and the baskets on his arms on the car.

After Erlang and the army also put the things away, Mo Lan and Erlang sat on the rack car, pulled the car in front of Mo Changhe, the army helped push in the back, Mo Quan followed, and also helped push when the road was not good.

"Dad, I can't go to the ground for a long time." He asked while pulling the car by the Mochang River.

"No, I see that you haven't come back by this time. I'm afraid that you can't get back too much pickled vegetables, so I'll discuss with your mother to pick you up. How do you make this lot of mountain vegetables? Mo Quan replied while looking at the crops on the roadside with his hands behind the back of the car.

"Aren't you thinking about getting more if it's not easy to come here? We still haven't gone far. We pinched a little bit. If we do it all, we can't finish a few cars. There are too many wild vegetables in the mountains." Mo Changhe smiled. I didn't say that it was my daughter's idea to do so much.

"Sir, let's eat this mountain vegetable at dinner time, and I think it's delicious when it's time." Molan sat in the car and enjoyed the scenery in the roadside fields.

The ears of wheat in the field are not small. In a few days, you can come to the field and pinch a few back and burn them with fire.

A lot of water has accumulated in the field, and rice seedlings will have to be transplanted in a few days. I'm going to be busy. It must be very tiring when the time comes. What should I get for the family? Molan was thinking in her heart.

"Ep, I'm waiting to eat the mountain vegetables made by the Lan girl in the evening. "Ah," Mo Quan behind him said happily first, and finally sighed.

"What's wrong with you?" Molan is puzzled. Wasn't she happy just now? Why did you sigh well again?

"This wheat is starting to grow greasy again. It is estimated that there will be less food for the old and the young this year. Mo Quan looked at the wheat fields next to him, and there was no smile on his face.

Molan's heart sank. Yes, the wheat at this time is the easiest to grow greasy worms. How did she forget? Remember her time in that world. At this time, the warehouse-buying business in the village is the busiest, because their store will be used together with pesticides and medicine cylinders, and every time it is time Many people quarreled about the medicine bottle. They wanted to use the medicine bottle to give medicine to their own land first, for fear that it would be too late and affect the harvest.

But this is ancient times, and there are pesticides there! Originally, the yield of crops in ancient times was not high, and there was no way to solve the problem of insects. In addition, I had to pay grain to the government, so I had little left.

There are more than 40 mu of good land and medium-sized land, but it is still so poor. It seems that farming really doesn't make much money!

Molan frowned deeply. She didn't study chemistry before and didn't know how to make pesticides. For a while, she really didn't have a good way to deal with greasy insects, so she could only think of a way to talk about it later.

In Molan's meditation, the car arrived at the door of the house. After Mo Changhe stopped, Molan jumped out of the car with Erlang.

"You girl, be careful. Erlang is a boy. He can jump. You are a girl. Why are you so naughty?" Mo Changhe looked at his daughter's movements and said to her dissatisfiedly. What happened last time scared him. He didn't want his daughter to have any more accidents.

Mo Lan stretched out her tongue and just wanted to give her father a face, but thinking that her father was well-intentioned, she hurriedly answered, "I know Dad, I must be careful when Lan Lan jumps in the future."

After saying that, she winked at Erlang again. Seeing Erlang's embarrassed expression, she turned around and ran to the courtyard with a smile.

"This girl still wants to dance in the future. It's really..." The helpless words of Mo Changhe behind him and the laughter of several other people.

"Milf, mother, we're back. Where are you?" As soon as Molan entered the yard, she began to shout.

"Oh, isn't this the return of the meritorious minister? Why do you do it empty-handed? Isn't our Lanlan quite capable? Didn't you bring back all the wild vegetables on the mountain?" Cui just saw Molan entering the yard at the door, so he slapped her and satirized her mouth.

"Third aunt, the mountain is too heavy. Lan Lan can't move back. Let's help Lan Lan move back later." Molan smiled at her and didn't care about her attitude.

"Boh, you're so beautiful. I want my mother to help you move and have your big dream." Cui sneered Molan viciously.

"My grandma is in Qiuzhuang. She didn't come today. Even if she comes, I can't bear to let her move. She is so old. What should I do if she is exhausted? In addition, my grandma has something to do with dreaming. What did the third aunt say? Molan didn't seem to understand Cui's words and broke up with her randomly.

"You wild girl, who told you about your grandma? I mean, it's me." Cui Shi was stunned after listening to Mo Lan's words, and the girl's understanding ability was really speechless.

"My sister-in-law should call me to call Zhu and Juer. Don't teach me Lanlan. When the time comes, people will think that I, Lanlan, lack tutoring!"

Mo Lan heard her mother's voice and quickly looked at it. She saw Qiu standing at the door of the stove with a frosty face, saying to Cui with a serious look.

"What did the second sister-in-law say? I'm just telling a few jokes with Lan Lan. Look at the second sister-in-law's heavy face, who is this for?" Cui Shi curled the corners of his mouth and said dissatisfiedly. She is not afraid of Qiu at all.

"Whoever says I'm Lanlan, I'll say whoever, sister-in-law, don't care." After Qiu said something to her, she smiled and said to Molan, "You girl still know how to come back. Are you hungry? Wait for your mother to heat up the food soon. What about your father and them?

"We are here." At this time, Mo Changhe had removed the threshold and pushed the rack car in.

Qiu Shi looked at his man and child, smiled softly, and said, "The water is ready. Wash it quickly and go into the house to eat."