shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 83 Hungry is a physiological need

Jiang Zhimiao didn't know where Chuntao got the paper. She was stunned and took it directly.

It was already late, so she held two short pieces of charcoal and started writing on the paper. A moment later, Jiang Zhimiao handed the paper to Li Gensheng: "Uncle Genzi, this is the prescription, please keep it. .”

Li Gensheng's eyes were filled with water, and he took it carefully: "Thank you very much, girl. We don't have anything good at home. You can take these sweet potatoes home. If they are not enough, come back and get them again. My uncle's family doesn't have anything else, so the sweet potatoes are enough." "

Jiang Zhimiao waved her hand and rejected his kindness.

Life is difficult for everyone these days, so I just want to harvest a little bit. These sweet potatoes must be the food for Chun Tao and his family for the winter. If they are all taken away, their life will be even more miserable.

"Uncle Genzi, don't be too intrusive. You can't see me when you lower your head but don't look up. It doesn't take much effort. Isn't it just a pulse check and a prescription? It's not a big deal. This is too polite."

"Besides, you haven't taken the medicine yet. When you feel better, I won't be late to thank you again, so forget it for now."

Li Gensheng glanced at her gratefully and remembered the favor in his heart. He looked at the prescription in his hand, then at Jiang Zhimiao, and said with some embarrassment:
"Our ancestors have been digging in the fields for generations, and none of them have gone to school. We have this recipe, but... we just can't read."

The man scratched his head shyly and looked at Jiang Zhimiao in embarrassment.

Jiang Zhimiao smiled and then said: "Uncle, it doesn't matter if you are illiterate. You can keep this recipe for now and ask Chuntao to come to my house in the afternoon. Our area happens to be on the ridge of the field. There are all the medicines in this recipe. When the time comes, I will teach her a lesson and just admit it."

"Besides, this prescription contains not only medicinal materials, but also some precautions. I'll talk to Chuntao in the afternoon. Oh, by the way, Uncle Genzi, you just vomited a pool of blood. Please lie down and rest for a while, waiting for the medicine in the afternoon. Once we find them all, we can prepare the medicine tonight."

Li Gensheng responded well and thanked him profusely.

No matter how effective the medicine is, it's all because of her good intentions, and it's best if it can be controlled. He wouldn't be surprised if it couldn't be controlled, but judging from her determined look, maybe the disease can really be controlled.

They had been out for more than half an hour, and their family members must have been impatient. After Jiang Zhimiao said goodbye in a hurry, he and Wen Zhuqing returned home carrying two large bags of sweet potatoes.

Just now, Li Gensheng said he wouldn't take any money, but Jiang Zhimiao took a tough stance. In the end, her share was reduced by one penny more than the previously negotiated price, and she bought sweet potatoes and spring peaches for two pence per catty. After agreeing on the location, she and Wen Zhuqing went back the same way.

Fortunately, although the road Chuntao took just now was winding, it was not difficult to remember. Jiang Zhimiao and his wife took a detour for a while and then went back to the road they had just come from.

There were many familiar faces on this road. Jiang Zhimiao looked at them happily carrying food, and knew that there would definitely be a lot of food in the sacks on their shoulders. But thinking about it, there are still a few people in this world who can't get along with money.

If they can make money, most people are still willing to sell some food. No matter how unknown they are, there are still people who are willing to sell if it can help their families with some household expenses.

The life of the villagers was difficult. It was freezing cold and the family had no income. With a few extra pennies, they could buy some snacks for the children. Thinking of this, Jiang Zhimiao had an epiphany in an instant.

That is to say, she was unlucky. After asking three houses in a row, no one was willing to sell it. If she walked further into the village, she would probably be able to buy it. Seeing them carrying sacks and smiling happily, Jiang Zhimiao was not surprised at all. .

On the way back, Wen Zhuqing gathered all thirty kilograms of sweet potatoes. Men are stronger than women. Jiang Zhimiao is only a woman even if she is born with supernatural powers. Earlier, before Wang Wu untied his shackles, it was always her. He couldn't bear to endure more, and he didn't want to, but he could only succumb to the shackles. Now that he was stable, he naturally wanted to do more.

Jiang Zhimiao naturally had no objection when she saw him rushing to carry her. Since he wanted to do it, she was happy to have some free time and took this time to enjoy the pastoral scenery.Speaking of which, this thirty kilogram thing is not heavy at all. Isn’t it easy for a grown man to carry something thirty kilograms?
After being exiled for so many days, Wen Zhuqing was no longer the person he used to be who could only write and write. The young man walked steadily on the road carrying about thirty kilograms of sweet potatoes, and even kept up with Jiang Zhimiao, who was feeling the wind at his feet.

A quarter of an hour later, the two arrived at the ridge of the field. Before they even entered the house, they saw that many people were already eating.

Jiang Zhimiao could smell the sweet aroma of sweet potatoes from so far away. She was really not very hungry earlier, so when she suddenly smelled the aroma, her stomach suddenly started pounding, and she swallowed unconsciously.

Wen Zhuqing stared at the sweet potatoes overflowing with honey, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. Hunger was a physiological need that no one could control. The two of them looked away and walked quickly towards home.

Before he got home, Jiang Zhimiao saw Mingzhu standing at the door of his house, looking eagerly at someone else's roasted sweet potatoes, and there were even some suspicious signs on his lips.

Minghuai and Jingming were also greedy, but they just stared at others. Mingzhu was better, drooling and rubbing his belly, which made Jiang Zhimiao laugh for a while.

"Hey, whose little greedy cat is this? Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at it, it's so greedy that it's making me drool."

Suddenly hearing her sister's voice, Mingzhu came back to her senses instantly. After hearing her words clearly, she wiped her mouth with her hands almost subconsciously.

After seeing the crystal liquid on the back of her hand, Mingzhu raised her face, grinned and called out "Sister"

Seeing her rushing into his arms like a little firecracker, Jiang Zhimiao opened his hands, hugged her, tapped her slightly cold nose, and said with a smile: "Little greedy cat, you are smelling yourself." Did you find it? This nose is really smart."

Mingzhu grinned and buried her face between her legs with a smile.

A muffled voice came from below, "I'm not a greedy cat, my brother is." After saying this, Mingzhu glanced at Minghuai and buried her head back.

Minghuai was speechless for a moment and didn't even look at who was drooling just now. He was about to retort when he saw Mingzhu glance at him leisurely and had to swallow his words again. He is a greedy cat. It's better to coax a cat than to coax him. Man, he recognized this title.

Jiang Zhimiao saw that he was a little helpless, and she also smiled. She looked away, lowered her head slightly, put her hands on Mingzhu's armpits, lifted her up and hugged her, "Okay, he's just greedy. He's greedy, let's go home and eat sweet potatoes."

Mingzhu smiled happily, buried her head in her shoulder, and turned to look at Minghuai proudly.

Minghuai smiled helplessly, held hands with Jingming, and walked back behind them.

When the two families saw that they had brought back so many sweet potatoes, their faces were full of joy. After hastily dividing them into two portions, Jiang Zhimiao took his own portion and entered the house.

Xu Yourong had already collected all the firewood and piled it up in the corner. There were many trees in this area, so he could pick up a lot just by picking up firewood. This was considered to be the freedom of firewood.

After the two quickly set up the firewood pile, they took out the fire sticks and lit it, and threw a few sweet potatoes in. About a quarter of an hour later, Jiang Zhimiao took a stick and pulled all the sweet potatoes out of the fire.

Several people sat in front of the fire and ate deliciously.

(End of this chapter)