Traveling through the eighties, squeamish Longbao is three and a half years old

Chapter 5
At around five o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Qin got up and prepared a sacrifice to worship the mountain god's grandma. When she looked back and saw that her little granddaughter was still sleeping soundly, she hesitated for a while.

"Mom, why don't you let Jiaojiao go?" Song Xiu felt sorry for her little daughter. The wind is strong in the morning, so the child is in good health so she won't catch a cold again.

"No, I have to go." The old lady Qin's eyes flashed, and she became firm, "Xiu'er, you should wear thicker clothes for Jiaojiao, carry the quilt on your back, and put a small blanket outside, so it won't be cold. Wait until It's almost time for her to wake up on the mountain."

After finishing cleaning up, the three women took Qin Jiao up the mountain.

As soon as he arrived at the halfway up the hill, he saw Mrs. Qin Bao walking down the hill carrying a basket.As soon as the two sides met each other, Qin Bao's old lady's face was so long that she gave them a hard look, walked quickly a few steps, and rushed down the mountain past them.

Qin Xiao and Mrs. Qin looked at each other, and continued walking up the mountain without saying a word.About 40 minutes later, I came to the mountain temple on the top of the mountain.

Different from other places, the statue of the mountain god grandma who is worshiped in the Qinjiagou area is also a kind-hearted old lady in the mountains with a cane.

Qin Jiao yawned and raised her hand to rub her eyes, only to realize that she was not lying on the warm little bed.

"Mother?"

"Jiao Jiao woke up? Wait a moment, wait for mom to let you down."

Song Xiu untied the strap of the quilt, asked Qin Xiao to help her, and put her daughter on the ground to stand.

It was the first time for Qin Jiao to go up the mountain to worship the mountain god, and she bent down curiously to see the statue of the mountain god's grandmother enshrined in the low mountain temple.

Before he could understand, he was slapped lightly on the buttocks.

"Jiaojiao is not allowed to do this. Be respectful to Grandma Shanshen." No matter how much Mrs. Qin dotes on her little granddaughter, she will not allow her to disrespect the gods.

Qin Jiao pouted and stepped aside to watch the elders busy.

Mrs. Qin took the lead and led them to worship the mountain god, then kowtowed to Qin Jiao's little head.

Qin Jiao was not happy anymore, she frowned, and pouted aside.Let her bow down, this little god is not afraid of being unable to bear it.

She didn't notice that the bottom of her feet was a little slippery, so she took another half step back in displeasure, but she couldn't stand still, and rolled down the slope in a sloppy sound.

Song Xiu rushed over to pull her but failed, let out a scream, and slid down.

After a while of dizziness, Song Xiu rushed to touch her little daughter before she regained her sight. She didn't touch her for a long time, and was afraid in her heart, when she heard Qin Jiao's childish voice calling at her.

"Mom, look, there are so many flowers."

Song Xiu stood up, looked down the slope ahead with disheveled hair, and saw her daughter sitting in the middle of a small ginseng flower like a normal person, smiling brightly, her chest was relieved, but she was speechless for a long time.

When the old lady Qin and Qin Xiao walked around to find them, they were immediately dumbfounded on the spot.

"Mom, am I dazzled? Just pinch me."

There is no one in the mountains who does not know ginseng.But I have never heard of anyone who has a long slice of ginseng.Roughly counting, there may not be as many as a dozen.

Qin Xiao doesn't believe in God, so he can't help doubting life at this moment.

"Jiaojiao, did you fall?" Mrs. Qin pulled her daughter-in-law up first, and then went to hug her little granddaughter. She didn't realize that her hands were shaking when she hugged the child.

"It's okay, let's dig this up and eat it!" Qin Jiao grabbed a random ginseng and pulled it out, which made the old lady Qin's heart tremble.

"Good girl, sit by the side and play, grandma and your aunt will pull it out for you."

The Qin family relies on the mountains to live on the mountains. When the old lady Qin was young, she also went to the mountains with her husband and brothers to gather medicine, so she still knows how to gather ginseng.

It took almost three hours to finish picking the ten-year-old ginseng.The few remaining ginseng seedlings will have to wait for many years before they can be picked.

On the way back, Qin Xiao pulled Mrs. Qin and muttered.

"Mom, it's not the first time we've been to that place, why didn't I find ginseng there before?"

The old lady Qin had a sullen face and said nothing, don't say you didn't find out, did I find out again in the past few decades?And under normal circumstances, it would be good to have one or two ginseng on a slope. I only know that ginseng can be piled up today at such an old age!
"Go back and shut your mouth tightly. This matter is subject to your father's arrangement. Talk to Xiu'er later, and ask her to teach Jiao Jiao not to talk nonsense."

Qin Xiao nodded, and said quietly after a while: "I think Jiaojiao is really happy after recovering from illness, her small mouth seems to be opened. Our family didn't give birth to a little girl, but a golden doll. "

She subconsciously glanced at the basket again. How much would it cost to sell a dozen or so ginsengs of excellent quality?

When I went down to the village entrance at the foot of the mountain, I saw my two grandsons looking over there. Seeing them coming back, Qin Jun rushed over to help his grandma carry the basket, but was waved away by Mrs. Qin.

"Grandma, why have you been gone for so long? My grandfather is planning to send my uncle to the mountain to find you."

"It's okay, Xiao Jiaojiao slipped with your mother, which delayed a little time."

Song Xiu and Qin Jiao still had dirt marks on their clothes and their hair was disheveled, as if they had rolled down the hillside.

"Are you all right?" Qin Shu also took the little cousin, looked at her carefully, and was relieved when she saw that her face was only a little dirty and there were no scratches. Take my sister up."

A group of people were talking and entered the large courtyard.

After entering, Mrs. Qin asked someone to close the door, and winked at Mr. Qin, and the old couple entered the house carrying a basket.

"What is my grandma doing, so mysterious?" Qin Jun helped his aunt take out the things in the back basket and put them away. He heard his brother and sister laughing in his ears. He turned his head and saw that he was also amused. .

Qin Jiao asked her mother to pick a lot of mountain flowers, and now an unscrupulous brother plugged them all in, and the flowers on her head were smiling so much that she couldn't see her teeth, she was so beautiful.

Song Xiu fetched water, and was about to wash her daughter's hands and face well, so she squatted down, and was so frightened by the door that opened suddenly that she sat down on the ground.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Qin came out of the back room, stood at the door with her hips akimbo, and stared at Qin Bao's mother who came in uninvited.

"Old man Qin, you have to, you have to give my family justice." Mother Qin stared at Xiao Jiaojiao viciously, "Your little granddaughter cursed my daughter-in-law, now that the child in her belly is gone, people can see that it will happen, Your family, your family has to pay."

"I'll get the hell out of you." Mrs. Qin picked up the broom by the door and beat Qin's mother, cursing at the same time, "You are a wicked old woman, you are torturing your daughter-in-law at home by yourself. You have caused trouble, and now you are here to trouble my good granddaughter. Tell me, is my granddaughter next to your daughter-in-law, or has she touched her? I scold you so badly, but I haven't seen you Go to hell?"

The neighbors around were all from the Qin family, and they couldn't see them when they looked up. When they heard the noise here, they hurried out to hold the two of them.

After listening for a while, the women of the Qin family all had strange expressions on their faces, looking at Qin Bao's mother with indescribably complicated eyes.

(End of this chapter)