The next day, when the genius was bright, the brother and sister went out with two big baskets on their backs.

Qin Xian's basket was relatively small, and there were twenty-three catties of roe deer meat in it.

In her elder brother's back basket were thirty-eight catties of goji berries and two hares weighing six to seven catties.

The hare was caught by Qin Xian in the mountains yesterday afternoon. Apart from these things, there was also a good thing in Qin Xian's small bag.

This is a good thing she found after spending more than three hours yesterday afternoon.

A wild ginseng plant more than 20 years old, although in her opinion, the grade of this thing is really bad, but her parents said it is a good thing, and said that it should be able to get a lot of money.

What her family lacks most now is money. If she can really get a lot of money, she can spend a little time looking for such things when she goes to the mountains in the future.

The distance between Shan'ao Village and the commune in the town is not close, about thirty or forty miles away.

After leaving the village, after walking about ten miles, I had to take a boat to the other side and walk another twenty miles to reach the town.

The two brothers and sister went out at dawn, and it was already bright when they reached the river, and each of them spent 10 cents to buy a boat ticket.

When we got to the town, it was almost ten o'clock.

It was the first time for Qin Xian to come to the town, and Qin Wenjun had been here a few times, but they were all just for the fair, and it was definitely the first time to sell things.

No, when the two brothers and sisters came to the town, they were surrounded.

Where should the things in the backpack be sold? Or go there to exchange money and food?

While the brother and sister were wandering around the town with their backpacks on their backs, a voice suddenly sounded behind them.

Hey, is it Junzi?

The two of them turned their heads in unison, and saw a young girl about eighteen or nineteen years old standing not far from them.

Cyan trousers, a definite white shirt on the upper body, with two braids, looks a bit elegant.

Are you calling me?

Qin Wenjun asked back in a daze.

For a while, I didn't recognize who this was, but it seemed familiar.

Really a soldier?

Why did you come to the town? Isn't it busy with the summer harvest recently?

The young girl, with a look of surprise on her clear face, walked up quickly.

Not only did Qin Wenjun look familiar to this person, Qin Xian also felt as if he had seen this person there, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

I asked for leave today and didn't go to the field, are you?

The girl opposite was startled, and then she pretended to be angry and put on a straight face.

Okay, your big soldier, I haven't seen you for a few years, and you don't even know your sister?

sister?

Qin Wenjun was taken aback, but suddenly realized, he also yelled in surprise.

Sister Ru Nan? Are you Sister Ru Nan?

Just when the other party said it was Miss Qin Wenjun, Qin Xian guessed who it was.

Song Runan, the eldest cousin of her brother and sister, a child of her aunt's family, is more than three months older than Qin Wenjun. She followed her aunt to Shan'ao Village a few years ago, and later heard that she worked in the town.

I remember it, not bad, not bad, I thought you forgot about my cousin.

Song Runan immediately showed a smiling face, and when he was speaking, he still glanced at Qin Xian beside him.

With that look, one could tell that Qin Xian was not recognized.

Sure enough, the next moment, Song Runan blinked her big eyes at Qin Wenjun with a slightly ambiguous expression.

Cousin, why don't you introduce the sister next to you to my cousin?

Looking at her expression, listening to her words with deep meaning.

Qin Xian's forehead was full of black lines.

Without Qin Wenjun speaking, she spoke first.

It's just that this opening made Song Runan extremely embarrassed.

Cousin, don't you know me?

Qin Xian pretended to be a little injured.

What do you call me?

Cousin Nan, I'm Qin Xian.

What the hell?

Song Runan's eyes widened. She was still familiar with the name Cousin Nan. Among the many younger brothers and sisters, there was only one person who called her that.

That was the little girl who lived in her second uncle's house in Shan'ao Village. She was only a few years old at that time, and she was soft and cute. Every time she went to Shan'ao Village, this little girl would follow behind like a follower.

One mouthful and one cousin Nan, the voice was soft and waxy, but it was something she would often think of these years.

It's just that this little cousin had a bad life, was injured, and became stupid. She also met in Shan'ao Village before, but at that time Qin Xian didn't know anyone and didn't speak.

For this reason, she also cried several times.

Now that she suddenly heard the familiar and unique title, her memory swept away at once.

Staring at Qin Xian with both eyes, he looked up and down carefully for a long time.

Are you really envious?

How are you? Can you talk?

alright.

As soon as Qin Xian's voice fell, Song Runan immediately stepped forward and hugged her. This sudden intimacy made Qin Xian feel a little uncomfortable.

However, she could still feel the kindness emanating from this cousin.

And in Xiao Qinxian's memory, the cousin is very good, and every time she goes to Shan'ao Village, she will bring her delicious and fun things.

Okay, okay, it's finally okay.

Walk around, go with my sister to where I live, and I'll cook for you at noon.

this

Qin Xian was a little embarrassed.

Let's go, there is no other way for us now, my cousin is familiar in the town, maybe she can help us find a way.

The brothers and sisters are discussing how to dispose of the things in the back basket and replace them with food.

Song Runan works in the town, so maybe she can help.

What? Are you two in town doing business?

What's the matter, tell me, my sister has a lot of friends in the town, and I will help you.

The Song family is much more capable than their old Qin family.

Those of Old Qin's family, that is, in the nest, are nothing outside.

But this Song family is different. Although they are all from the countryside, the children of the family are promising, not to mention anything else, just talk about Song Runan.

A few years ago, he was assigned to work in the town. Could he do this without any connections?

Unlike their old Qin's family, the elders always think about seeking benefits for themselves, plotting against the younger generation, and wanting to extract things from the younger generation.

The two siblings followed Song Runan, and Qin Xian quickly explained their purpose for coming to town this time.

It's a trivial matter. I'll leave it to my sister. After eating at my place, I'll take you to deal with these things.

Although it is not free to buy and sell at present, in the past two years, the management of this speculative matter has been relaxed a lot.

On the surface it can't, but in private most of them turn a blind eye.

During the meal, Song Runan asked about Shan'ao Village.

Qin Xian did not hide anything.

When she heard that Qin Xian was injured and Wang Guilian was dying, Song Runan was so angry that she almost smashed the bowl.

My mother told me before that these three aunts are not a thing, but I didn't expect to be so not a thing.

Third Uncle, too, it's simply too much to treat you like this.

The comments on these several status relationships have been confused by the author, and I read it again deliberately, that's right.

Song Runan's mother is Qin Xian's father's sister, that is, Qin's third brother's biological sister, should she be called Qin Xian's father's second uncle, or Qin's third uncle?

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