The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man - Chapter 322

Chapter 322: 322 little puppies

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“Alright, let’s go!” After giving instructions to the men in her house, she carried a load of pre-weighed mushrooms out the door.

The winding mountain path was surrounded by Dashan, and Su Qingyue had Auntie Hua’s company.

When she had walked half the way with the carrying pole, Auntie Hua took over the task of carrying it.

The houses in Wang Family Village were similar to those in Wushan Village. Wang Xiaoliu’s family held a particularly joyous wedding banquet, and guests arrived early in the morning. When they arrived, a few old women were helping to cook breakfast.

Their timing was just right, not affecting the host family’s use of the mushrooms in their meal.

As previously agreed, Su Qingyue’s load of mushrooms was sold at three cents per two jin, and after weighing, she received 150 cents. She gave Auntie Hua five cents as a hardship fee for carrying the load.

Auntie Hua didn’t want to accept it but Su Qingyue insisted, so she finally took it.

Wang Xiaoliu’s family originally wanted to offer Su Qingyue some wedding wine, but she declined, saying that she had already eaten before heading back to Wushan Village with the empty carrying pole.

Maybe it was because of her frugality, or simply because she was poor at the moment. Eating at someone else’s banquet usually required giving a gift, and if she didn’t want to give one, it was better not to eat at all.

They passed a mountain with lush greenery and tall trees.

Su Qingyue thought that there must be many treasures hidden within, so she headed into the mountain with her empty basket.

As she wandered, she imagined suddenly discovering a reishi mushroom or something similar that would make her rich.

But after walking for quite a while, she didn’t find a single reishi mushroom only some wild vegetables.

If it was so easy to find reishi mushrooms or ginseng, the villagers would have become wealthy long ago, and she would not have had a chance.

There were bird calls from the mountain forest from time to time, but she didn’t wander aimlessly. The deep mountain was easy to get lost in, so she headed in the direction of Wushan Village, taking a different route through the mountain instead of the main road at the foot of the mountain.

As she traversed the hills and dales, whenever there was no path, she would swing the carrying pole with the two baskets under her arm, swinging from one tree to another. If that was not possible, she would simply find a detour.

Along the way, she picked half a basket of common herbs.

Initially, she was excited, but when she thought about how someone in the village collected herbs for two days only to sell them for a dime, her enthusiasm quickly vanished.

No matter, the herbs would be useful someday.

One day, people would discover that she, Su Qingyue, was a great divine doctor, and they would beg her for medical treatment.

The reality was, “A woman can’t possibly be a doctor, Su Qingyue can’t possibly cure Dashan, he must not have been seriously poisoned, and it wouldn’t have mattered even if he wasn’t treated…”

“Whoever seeks her medical treatment, she will treat even a good person poorly… ”

“There’s no way a woman can understand medicine…”

These were the whispers she had heard more than once, discussions taking place behind her back.

No one trusted her medical skills, and her dream of becoming a divine doctor was just a fantasy.

One must face reality and hurry up and earn a living.

The food at home wouldn’t last a few days.

As she reached a group of bushes, she spotted something moving beneath the low shrubs.

A snake?

Or a ferocious beast?

Su Qingyue gently put down the basket, gripped the carrying pole in one hand and inconspicuously picked up a fist-sized stone with the other, ready to throw it at any ferocious beast that appeared.

The bushes shook slightly, paused for a moment, then shook again.

If it were a cautious beast, it would have charged at her long ago.

“It must be a very clumsy animal.” Su Qingyue used the carrying pole to pry open the low shrubs and found a delicate, disheveled, little milk dog. The pitiful puppy’s leg had been bitten, blood oozing from the wound.

She cautiously looked around but didn’t find the puppy’s companions, “It’s probably a poor little guy that was abandoned..”