Chapter 11 Up the Mountain

   "No." The father and son objected at the same time.

"My body is already healed, you see, I can walk and dance." After he finished speaking, he circled around them, grinning and coquettishly said: "Father, third brother, let me go with you. , I promise not to run around and rest when I'm tired, okay?"

   In the past few days, the food they ate was bought directly in the village, and in order to replenish her body, they had meat every day.

   She also wanted to recover quickly, so she did not refuse.

   They are new here and have no fields. Although she doesn't need ginseng now, she can go to the mountains to pick the medicine she eats, but she needs money for her daily food.

   Even the quilts they cover now are old quilts that Lizheng sold them at a low price.

  Although there is her luggage in the 21st century in the space, she really didn't think of a good excuse to take it out.

  The things of the 21st century are very different from those of Xuanqing Kingdom. If you take them out rashly, if they are seen by outsiders, it will be troublesome if they say that they pretend to be poor and they are small, and they will kill them.

   Today, she feels that she is in good health. The reason for everything is that her family is stretched because she fell off the dirt slope.

  Murong Zhe couldn't stand his daughter's coquettish behavior. Seeing that her complexion was indeed much better, he said helplessly, "Okay, but you have to be obedient and not run around, you understand?"

   "Yeah." Murong Lingran nodded cheerfully.

   Walking on the path up the mountain, Murong Lingran was thinking about what excuse to use to take out the gold bars in the space, when he saw Dad suddenly stop.

   Following his gaze, his face suddenly sank.

   It was none other than the two daughters of my uncle's family, Murong Xue and Murong Qing, one was thirteen and the other was ten. They were both carrying baskets behind them, full of dry branches.

   "Uncle." Murong Qing called out obediently.

   Murong Zhe nodded, although most of the younger brother's family disliked him now, and he was also heartbroken by them, and when he saw them, he was a little disgusted, but the younger generation took the initiative to greet him, and he was an elder who couldn't handle it well.

   Seeing Murong Lingran following behind, Murong Qing, who was a few months younger than her, suddenly lit up and said excitedly, "Sister, are you really okay?"

   Seeing that Murong Qing greeted her as before, Murong Lingran nodded without changing her face, "Yes."

   To say that the only one in my uncle's family who didn't have obvious malice towards their family was probably only Murong Qing.

   But whether it is acting or being sincere, only she herself knows.

   Murong Xue frowned and said, "Who do you call your sister? I'm your sister, don't waste your time, go back quickly, if you go back late, the mother will scold us again."

"Oh."

   Murong Kuan said displeased: "Murong Xue, what is your attitude? Don't you know how to say hello when you see your elders?"

"Elder? I don't have any elders who don't listen to grandpa and grandma's words." After speaking, he pulled Murong Qing away, suddenly stopped when he came to Murong Lingran's side, and said yin and yang strangely: "These one hundred and fifty taels Ginseng is different. You were rescued after being in a coma for 20 days.

   A-Niang said that it was because of Murong Lingran that their family became like this. Otherwise, although she would not be able to live the life of a young lady in the past, she would not even be able to eat meat.

   Dad doesn't go to the city alone to work, and he doesn't come back several times a month.