023 I am not a good person

Zhang Xiaoying had no time to concern herself with the trifles of the Second Branch; she counted the day's harvest from the back mountain, satisfied with the abundance of bamboo shoots.

She decided to head to the city tomorrow to see how much the bamboo shoots were going for.

While bamboo shoots were great, they ultimately couldn't compete with rice.

Zhang Xiaoying's favorite was still rice.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Xiaoying went to bed early.

The next day, as the sky was just beginning to lighten, Zhang Xiaoying got up.

After eating well for two days in a row, the rice jar was nearly empty; it needed to be refilled.

The mushrooms from yesterday had already been divided between the elder and the younger girl; Zhang Xiaoying placed the good mushrooms into her basket.

The other members of the Xu Family had not yet gotten up.