A Higher-Level Pursuit

Madam Song patted his shoulder in amusement and looked at her eldest son, who was not good at talking but was happy, and her youngest daughter, who was about to jump up. She nodded and said affirmatively, "Yes, we have land! In the future, we'll farm our land and support ourselves."

When they split up, she still felt guilty for letting her children leave the old residence with her to suffer a bad life. Now she felt that her decision was right. It was fine to suffer a little. No one in her family was lazy. They were filled with endless strength to work hard in the future.

After these few days of recovery, the bloody wound on Ning Fengnian's head had already scabbed over, and he was no longer often dizzy. His wife assisted him today in walking a few rounds in the courtyard after he finally received the Doctor's approval.

However, when he walked from Madam Song to the youngest, Xiaoxiao, they all stared at him, ready to carry him back into the house if his situation was not right.

Ning Fengnian felt very pressured, so he tried to say a joke to ease the situation. "I've finally experienced the feeling of confinement these few days." After saying that, he was glared at by Madam Song and taken back into the house.

Only then did Ning Fengnian remember that Madam Song had never gone through a good day when she was with him? Every time, she would be urged to be busy after giving birth for three to four days. He had seen the anxiety and busyness of the entire family these few days. He was touched. He held Madam Song's hand and sighed. "Qiuniang, the greatest fortune in my life is to marry you."

Madam Song blushed. "You're not serious!" She didn't pull her hand away. Although everyone felt that Ning Fengnian was much more energetic recently, she could only feel at ease after receiving Doctor He's permission today. She felt relieved, and tears couldn't help but fall. "You scared me to death…"

Madam Song was so frightened that she trembled when she saw him covered in blood. Otherwise, she wouldn't have insisted on splitting up after hearing Old Madam Ning say that she would only let him rest for two days and wouldn't even give him the medicine.

Xiaoxiao and the other two left tactfully when their dad held their mom's hand. Now, they cleaned up the bamboo shoots piled in the courtyard. Ning Erlang felt he was about to dig out all the bamboo shoots on the mountain. "It's not good to eat this every day."

Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him. "Do you see the two jars in the courtyard?"

When they split up, the people from the old residence dared to use the remaining half of the acre jar of pickled vegetables to cover twenty catties of food. These two days, Xiaoxiao washed the jar and placed it under the sun before putting in the bamboo shoots she had cut.

Ning Erlang also helped clean the jar, but he didn't understand what his sister wanted. At this moment, Xiaoxiao instructed him to open the jar. As soon as he opened it, they smelled the sour fragrance.

Unlike the sour smell of food, it smelled a little like pickled vegetables after it deteriorated.

Ning Erlang looked doubtful. "Is this edible?"

However, Ning Dalang did not hesitate to pick up a piece with his chopsticks and take a bite. After eating, he gave his sister a thumbs up, causing Xiaoxiao to smugly put her hands on her hips. "Look, how can my food not be delicious!"

Ning Erlang also snatched his eldest brother's chopsticks and narrowed his eyes after taking a bite. "Huh, it's not bad to change the taste. This is much better than Second Aunt's pickled vegetables. I'll use it as a side dish and eat porridge later. We can eat it for another month, right?"

Xiaoxiao looked at him as if she was looking at a little fool. "Can't you have a higher level of pursuit?"

Ning Erlang asked shamelessly, "What kind of pursuit is it?"