Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 248 - 241: Cutting Mugwort

Chapter 248: Chapter 241: Cutting Mugwort

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Nangong Shulan watched as her youngest daughter spoke, feeling even more touched since all three of her children were so well-behaved.

“Mm, Mommy loves you too!” Nangong Shulan gently touched Qin Jiale’s head with her clean hand.

“Come, help Mommy move this outside!” Nangong Shulan handed the small bag of green beans to Qin Jiale.

“Mom, are we making green bean cakes?” Qin Jiale also liked green bean cakes, but their family was not well-off, so she never dared to ask for them.

“Yes! I’ll make these, send some to your sister, and keep some for you. So you can eat enough, okay?” Nangong Shulan’s heart ached, knowing both her daughters loved sweet food.

Because the family was not well-off, they never asked for extra food.

Even if there was something to eat, Qin Xue, the eldest, always ate first, followed by the younger two.

Fortunately, Qin Xue was quite fair with her siblings, always sharing what they had.

“Mm-mm, Daddy, Mommy, and brother should eat too!” Qin Jiale, despite being a mature and sensible 17-year-old girl, was still just that – a girl.

Hearing the news about her favorite food, how could she not be happy?

“Alright, I’ll make some delicious food for my darling daughter.” Nangong Shulan looked at her youngest daughter tenderly.

“Then Mommy, let’s get these things ready quickly, and make some delicious food for my sister and brother-in-law.” Qin Jiale was excited, as she loved her sister very much.

Now that her sister was pregnant, she was going to become an aunt. Of course, she wanted to make delicious food for them.

Nangong Shulan took the glutinous rice and went out of the room with Qin Jiale.

After washing the rice clean and soaking it, they were just waiting for the father and son duo to bring the mugwort juice back.

Qin Jiale also soaked the green beans. Green bean cakes were delicious, but peeling them was quite a hassle.

While the mother and daughter were busy preparing ingredients at home, the father and son were quickly cutting mugwort.

They stopped when they saw they had cut a large bunch. Although it was a large bundle, they only needed the tender parts in the front.

However, they knew how much glutinous rice they had left at home, so cutting this much was already enough for their use.

Qin Yu carried the mugwort while Mr. Qin carried the scythe as they headed back.

As they passed by the river, they saw fish swimming in the water.

Qin Yu put down the mugwort and said to Mr. Qin, “Dad, you go back first. I’ll go catch a couple of fish to make soup for my sister to recover.” Mr. Qin looked at the river and then nodded in agreement.

“Dad, let me carry the mugwort later!” Qin Yu saw Mr. Qin trying to carry the mugwort himself and spoke up.

“It’s fine, this isn’t heavy. I’ll carry it back first so your mother can start working.” Mr. Qin thought that his wife must be waiting anxiously at home.

“Alright, then. Be careful, Dad. Oh, and leave the knife for me!” Qin Yu thought about it and agreed.

In fact, Qin Yu wasn’t worried that Mr. Qin couldn’t carry it.

After all, Mr. Qin was only in his forties and not too old to handle it.

It’s just that he was the younger son and he wanted to do it himself.

“Alright, I got it. You watch out for yourself and come back soon.” Mr. Qin carried the mugwort and reminded Qin Yu before heading back home.

Qin Yu found a long stick and sharpened it for stabbing fish. Most children raised in the countryside knew this skill.

With the stick in hand, Qin Yu waded into the water and silently stood in the middle, waiting for fish to pass by.

As soon as he spotted a fish, Qin Yu quickly stabbed the stick into the water, lifting it out to reveal a fish impaled on it!

Qin Yu looked at the palm-sized fish and smiled, pleased with himself.

He removed the fish and placed it on the bank. Then, he went back into the river, quietly standing and waiting to catch more fish.

By mid-afternoon, Qin Yu packed up the fish, threaded them onto a grass rope, and carried them home.

Four fish, what good luck! Usually, only catching one or two was considered great..