"Mom, please don't give it away. I have better legs than you, so I'll just go and give it away." Yang Ruoqing took the bundle from Sun's hand and followed the team.

After leaving the village, Feng'er will need someone to carry him. After all, he is young and tired from climbing mountains.

Unexpectedly, this small team had just passed the pond and saw Muzichuan standing under the old maple tree, chatting with an uncle carrying water.

Seeing the small team coming here, Mu Zichuan didn't know what he said to the uncle. The uncle carried water and went to the village, while Mu Zichuan came to Yang Ruoqing and the others.

"Qing'er, please don't send me away. Go back and concentrate on taking care of your third uncle. I'm going to school too, so I just happen to take them with me," Mu Zichuan said.

Yang Ruoqing said: "I'll send it myself, Feng'er..."

Mu Zichuan seemed to be able to understand what she wanted to say next, and said first: "I can still go up the mountain on my back."

The stubbornness in his eyes gave Yang Ruoqing an unshakable feeling.

Yang Ruoqing knelt down in front of Feng'er and asked Feng'er with a smile: "Feng'er, my aunt won't see you off anymore. Can you go to school with uncle Mu's family?"

Feng'er had been watching and listening to the conversation between the two adults.

When Yang Ruoqing asked, the little person nodded decisively: "Okay!"

"Even Feng'er agreed, now you can't find any excuse to refuse, right?" Mu Zichuan came up behind the two of them and joked.

Yang Ruoqing stood up straight, feeling a little embarrassed, but her face was not red.

"What are you talking about? I don't need to make excuses. You can help me take them up, so I can be lazy!" she said.

Then he gave Luo Baobao a few words and watched them leave.

"Mom, has my father taken the medicine and rice porridge in the morning?"

Before Yang Ruoqing entered the room, the voice came.

Sun said: "Eat it all, Qing'er, look at this."

Mrs. Sun pointed to the brocade box on the table and showed it to Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing looked at the brocade box, and her first impression was that judging from the packaging of the brocade box, the things inside must be high-end and classy.

It's just that the brocade box hasn't been opened yet, it's still sealed.

Yang Ruoqing went straight to the table and opened the brocade box.

Seeing the wild ginseng lying inside, Yang Ruoqing was stunned on the spot.

"What is it?"

Sun asked and came to the table.

When she saw the contents of the brocade box, Mrs. Sun was also shocked.

"What is this? Why does it look so much like a human being? It's so strange to have arms and legs..." Mrs. Sun said.

Yang Huazhong, who was sitting on the bed, also straightened up, "What did Zichuan bring that surprises you? Bring it over and let me take a look."

Mrs. Sun stretched out her hand to show it to Yang Huazhong, but when her hand almost touched the brocade box, she quickly took it back.

"I don't dare to touch this thing, so let Qing'er get it for you," said Sun.

This aroused Yang Huazhong's curiosity even more and he stretched his neck.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the brocade box and came to Yang Huazhong's bedside, "Dad, please look, it's a ginseng."

Yang Huazhong had already seen it, and the look of shock on his face was no less than that of Yang Ruoqing and Sun.

"Ginseng? This looks a little different from the ginseng we have seen before?" Mrs. Sun also followed over and asked in surprise.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on the ginseng in the brocade box in front of her, but she said to Sun: "This ginseng should come from the deep mountains of Daliao. You can tell how old it is from its roots and color.

We also have ginseng in Mianniu Mountain, but our herb collection team has never found a ginseng as old as the one in front of us in all these years."

"Tsk tsk..." Mrs. Sun exclaimed, "Even the hands and feet have grown. It must be old."

Yang Huazhong also spoke up at this time: "More than ten years ago, I went to Wanghai County once and saw someone selling ginseng. I also heard them mention a taboo about ginseng, which was interesting."

"What's the taboo? Come on, tell me." Ms. Sun asked.

Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "Did you see the red rope tied with ginseng?"

Mrs. Sun nodded repeatedly: "I saw it."

Yang Huazhong said: "I heard that this ginseng is the king of herbs, the most powerful tonic, and naturally it is also very spiritual."

After drinking medicine and eating some millet porridge, Yang Huazhong's energy was better than yesterday. Although his speaking voice was still very weak, he was at least able to finish telling a story.

"It is said that ginseng that has grown to a certain age this year has absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, so it has spirituality and can transform into a human form."

"They usually transform into big fat boys wearing green bellybands, running around and playing around at the foot of the mountain. Sometimes they even run outside the village to play with the children in the village."

"There are those kind of experts who can see the doorway here. After catching it, you have to find a red-headed rope to tie it up. It is said that the red-headed rope can break the spiritual connection between it and the earth, so that it cannot drill into the earth.

Slip away."

Hearing this, Mrs. Sun looked at the red-headed rope in the brocade box again, and was so shocked that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear.

"There really is a red-tipped string tied to the ginseng. Could it be that it has also become a sperm?" she asked.

Yang Huazhong smiled and said, "That is a folk rumor and cannot be true. However, it must be true that ginseng is worth a lot."

"How much money will it cost?" asked Sun again.

Yang Huazhong then looked at Yang Ruoqing, "You have to ask Qing'er about these things, Qing'er understands."

Yang Ruoqing looked at the ginseng in front of her, then raised her finger to indicate a numerical value.

"What? You need so much money?" Mrs. Sun exclaimed.

Yang Huazhong's reaction was similar.

Yang Ruoqing nodded and said: "Good wild ginseng is hard to come by, and it is even priceless. I don't know how Zichuan got this. Maybe it was given to him by someone else, or maybe he bought it before.

I bought it, and when he learned that daddy was sick, he quickly sent the ginseng to daddy."

"It is said that ginseng can prolong life for thousands of years!" Yang Ruoqing added.

Of course, this was a plot she had seen on TV in her previous life, but she had never tried it in reality.

She also doesn't want the opportunity to try that to happen to herself and her relatives. She just hopes that her relatives will be healthy.

Here, Mrs. Sun murmured: "It cost him too much!"

Yang Huazhong also said: "Even if it was given to him by someone else, it must have been given to him by a person who was extremely kind, or he had done a great favor to someone else and was grateful for it. No matter what kind it is, this ginseng

, we can’t even pick it up!”

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Yes, it's too valuable. We can't have it. Qing'er, keep this ginseng and wait for Zichuan to come home at night. You can return it to him."

At this point, Yang Ruoqing and her parents both wanted to go together.

"Well, that's what I think too. Besides, dad's illness is just a common cold, so he doesn't need to take such a tonic." She said.
Chapter completed!