Chapter 27

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“There are mushrooms so quickly?” Song Xi found it a little unbelievable. In the modern era, she had planted mushroom bags. It took time for mushrooms to germinate.

“Mushrooms grow quickly in the mountains. They pop out in the morning. If we don’t pick them early, they’ll grow big in a while and won’t taste good.” Zhou Yi gently stroked Song Xi’s hair and went to the storeroom to get the basket.

Song Xi quickly said, “Brother Yi, you don’t have to lock the door anymore. I’m fine now.”

She knew that Zhou Yi locked the door every time he went out because he was worried about her, but she was almost healed now. There was really no need to be so careful.

“Okay.” Zhou Yi turned around and smiled at Song Xi. No matter how she looked at him, he looked silly.

Seeing Zhou Yi walk out of the door, Song Xi hurriedly called out again, “Brother Yi…”

Zhou Yi turned around and saw that Song Xi looked like she wanted to say something but hesitated. His heart was about to melt. “Wife, do you want to pick mushrooms too? Don’t worry, there are different types of mushrooms on the mountain every season. When you recover, I’ll definitely bring you up the mountain to pick mushrooms.”

Seeing that Zhou Yi had misunderstood her, Song Xi was a little embarrassed. She told him to be careful of poisonous snakes and she quickly ran back to her room, closed the door, and leaned against it. Why did he have to force her to say it?

There were some things that should not be mentioned even if you knew. Didn’t he understand?

Zhou Yi looked at the closed door and the corners of his lips curled into a faint smile. It felt good to be cared for by his little wife. He had never felt sweetness in the past. Ever since his little wife came, he felt like he was soaking in a honey pot every day. His heart was sweet every day.

Zhou Yi closed the courtyard door and walked away with the basket. This time, he did not lock the door.

Hearing the sound of the door closing in the courtyard, Song Xi knew that Zhou Yi had gone out. She waited for a few more minutes before flashing into the supermarket. She had never gone out before, so it was not easy for her to take out other things. However, there was no shortage of things at home for the time being, unless it was winter clothes and quilts. She could find an opportunity to take these out of her space in two months.

Song Xi took a mirror and a black headband. According to Little ‘Song Xi’s’ memories, she braided her hair into two braids that were unique to this era and cut her bangs simply. They were level with her eyebrows, revealing a pair of big watery eyes. She looked like an innocent schoolgirl. Who would have thought that she had already been married!

Thinking of her winter clothes and blanket, Song Xi immediately got to work. She quickly searched Zhou Yi’s wardrobe and indeed found the blanket inside. However, she really couldn’t bear to look at it. The blanket had been used for countless years, and the cotton inside was black. She couldn’t accept such a blanket, so she would get new cotton from the supermarket and replace the old ones.

Song Xi carried out the two dark bundles of cotton and hung them on the wood in the courtyard to dry. It was mainly because the clothesline was too high and she did not have the strength to put the blanket on it.

Zhou Yi did not have any warm clothes to ward off the cold. The only two cotton clothes he had was tattered. She decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to take a look before going to the supermarket to get similar ones.

Fashion was a circle. There was a cycle every twenty years. Clothes of this era could become popular again in twenty years, so she could find similar clothes in her supermarket.

When Song Xi was tidying up the wardrobe, she did not see the two stalks of ginseng. Presumably, Zhou Yi’s trouble had been resolved.

Song Xi hung all the clothes in the wardrobe in the courtyard, leaving only the tattered clothes she had brought with her. Her junior high school graduation certificate and her small account book were hidden inside. She planned to return the money to the little boys after she recovered.

To be able to gather money to let Little ‘Song Xi’ study in this era meant that these boys were really good people. They clearly had a hard life and could not live anymore, but they still thought of ways to gather money for Little ‘Song Xi’. Even if Little ‘Song Xi’ was gone now, she had to repay their kindness on behalf of Little ‘Song Xi’. After all, she had inherited everything from Little ‘Song Xi’, be it good or bad.

After she was done with all of this, Song Xi was exhausted. She went straight back to bed and fell asleep.

However, Song Xi did not sleep for long before she heard a knock on the door. She opened her eyes in a daze and lay on the bed for a couple of seconds before she completely woke up. She picked up the tea jar and poured some cold water into her hand. She patted her face before going out to open the door.

When she opened the door, it was actually Zhou Xiao Shu and Zhou Xiao Hua standing outside. Then, a faint smile appeared on Song Xi’s face. “Xiao Shu, Xiao Hua, you’re here. Come in and sit.”

Coincidentally, she was quite bored. She didn’t know anyone in this village. She could know some things by chatting with children. Moreover, these two children looked like they were simple-minded and she could interact with them.

“Little Aunt, take a look at this.” After entering the courtyard, Zhou Xiao Shu opened his hand as if he was presenting a treasure. There were a few purple fruits lying in his palm.

Song Xi recognized this. It was a plum, but it was a late-maturing variety. In many modern places, many neighborhoods, and by the roadside, such plum trees were used as trees for gardens.

In spring, the pink flowers were very beautiful. In summer, the ground was covered with fruits. The consumption rate of its fruits was not very high, and very few people ate them. Therefore, the fruits rotted in the ground and became fertilizer for the fruit trees.

“Little Aunt, try it. If you think it’s delicious, I’ll pick it for you next time.” Zhou Xiao Shu looked at Song Xi expectantly. Perhaps it was because they didn’t have a mother, so when they saw Song Xi, they felt especially close to her, unlike the aunties in the village who looked at them strangely, making them very uncomfortable.

“You can only eat this fruit when it’s ripe. It’s not delicious raw. It’ll be especially sour. You have to remember that.” Song Xi took the plums from Zhou Xiao Shu’s palm and went to the kitchen to scoop water to wash them clean. Then, she poured two bowls of cold water for the two children. It was not that she did not want them to give them sugar water to drink, but they could not drink too much sugar water to prevent their teeth from rotting. They could just drink it occasionally.

“Xiao Shu, Xiao Hua, what do you usually do in the village?” When Zhou Xiao Shu and Zhou Xiao Hua were drinking cold water, Song Xi was eating plums beside them. It was sweet, indicating that it was ripe.

Zhou Xiao Hua raised her hand timidly, her voice trembling. “We’ll cut weeds and dig wild vegetables and mushrooms.”

In this era, rural children were like this. They had to do housework at a young age. Some families had little labor and they had to go to the fields to earn work points with adults at a young age. Thinking that after she recovered, she would probably have to go to the fields to do farm work, Song Xi had a headache.

Little ‘Song Xi’ knew how to do it, but she didn’t! Having memories was like talking on paper. She didn’t have any actual combat experience!