Chapter 412 Remarried Widow 5
Yuanchun was carrying a basket full of pig grass on her back and had a large bundle of pig grass tied up with a rope in her hand.

This bundle of pig grass was as much as two large baskets. Yuanchun earned six work points in the morning, which made the scorekeepers very envious. "Sister Yuanchun, you are really amazing. You picked so much pig grass in the morning, and the pig grass is so tender and good. Where did you get it?"

Yuanchun sighed and smiled bitterly, "Where else can I get such good pig grass? In the deep mountains. I am working alone now, and I have five mouths to feed. If I don't fight for my life, my children will starve to death."

Upon hearing this, the scorekeeper advised nervously, "Sister Yuanchun, you...how dare you go into the mountains? What if you encounter wild boars or wolves? That's a matter of life and death. If something happens to you, your four children will become orphans without a father or a mother. How will they survive then? Sister Yuanchun, you'd better not go into the mountains in the future. Don't risk your life just to earn a few more work points. Although your family is in a difficult situation now, everyone has difficulties. It's only a few years. You can endure it for a few years. When your eldest son and second son grow up, you can relax. You must not go into the mountains again. You should think more about your children."

Well, the scorekeeper is a good girl.

She is the captain’s daughter.

A very kind little girl, nice to everyone and a very good person, but good people don't live long.

In her previous life, this girl Lingling died in the river while trying to save a child from the same village who fell into the water, and she never climbed out again.

The captain's wife is crazy.

The captain's hair turned white overnight and he fell seriously ill.

It seemed like that thing would happen in three days.

Since the little girl cares about her so much, she will save the little girl when the time comes.

After all, it was a human life, and a good girl's. It's such a pity that she died like this.

After saving Lingling, she can also get close to the captain's family, and the captain can take more care of her when he assigns work in the future. Although she has special powers and is not afraid of anyone, living in the village, if she has a big backer, she and her son can live a more relaxed life. At least with the captain's protection, no one in the village dares to cause trouble for her and her widowed mother.

"I understand. From now on, I will only stay at the edge of the mountains and not go in." After throwing away the pig grass, Yuanchun picked up her empty basket and carried it on her back again, throwing the rope into the basket. When she arrived at the door of her house, Yuanchun secretly threw more than a dozen fist-sized potatoes into the basket.

At noon, the mother and her five children boiled potatoes and ate them with sugar.

It tasted sweet and the children ate it with gusto.

After dinner, Yuanchun went to the village to find some familiar aunts and ladies and bought fifty eggs. She then went to the village chief's house and ordered thirty chicks.

"Yuanchun, you have so many chicks. How much food do you need to feed them? People are hungry nowadays. You are using food to feed chickens and let them starve. How about you raise fewer chicks? I will reserve sixteen for you."

"Aunt, my Daqiang said that he will go up the mountain every day to dig wild vegetables and catch insects to feed the chickens. There is no need to feed them grain. Aunt, please reserve thirty for me."

Yuanchun insisted, and the village head's wife could no longer persuade her.

When Yuanchun left, the village head's wife gave her a small jar of pickled vegetables and said, "You must have eaten all the pickled vegetables in your home. Eat this jar. When you're done, give me the jar."

"Thank you, third aunt."

"What are you thanking me for? It's just some pickles, not precious stuff."

Third Aunt paused and asked, "You've run out of food at home, right? It's just the beginning of spring and every household is short of food. I still have some sweet potatoes in my cellar. I'll get you a few and cook them for the children."

Third Aunt hurried to her cellar and took out more than a dozen sweet potatoes that were bigger than fists. "Okay, you can take them away. Bring me the basket tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)