The next day, the sequelae of her showing off was revealed, her body was sore and weak, her muscles were filled with obvious pain, and she was full of illness.

On the contrary, my brother's condition improved a lot, and he neither coughed nor had a fever, so my mother didn't ask him to take medicine.

Zhuo Lin tried her best to look healthy, but her family still found something wrong with her. Fortunately, she had no other symptoms and just thought that she had not woken up.

In the morning, I cooked Xibei soup and drank enough water.

It is impossible to eat enough, but it can fill her dry stomach with water. Her body is now used to this rhythm of life.

I couldn't bear to eat two or three kilograms of winter bamboo shoots, so I took them to the market and exchanged them for five kilograms of sweet potatoes. Compared with sweet potatoes, winter bamboo shoots are obviously more rare.

That night she ate the long-lost roasted sweet potatoes, but they were white-core. They tasted a little choked, just like a fist. Each person got one, and only two or three smaller ones were left. If they were just a matter of making do, they could still cook porridge.

However, the sweet and soft sweet potato seemed to have opened its taste buds, and Zhuo Lin seemed to be even hungry even more excited.

It rained heavily during the Qingming Festival, and it turned out that the rain would be a lot of rain in this season. My mother and I went to burn incense and kowtowed to our ancestors. The tribute was the only bean dregs I took. It was not good to take. I cut some leeks and pulled a handful of Chinese toon. Anyway, I took whatever I had, and it was the best at home.

Zhuo Lin's body did not finally recover until after Qingming Festival.

After Qingming Festival, the temperature rose, and wild vegetables that were not enough to eat before emerged one after another. People did nothing every day and dug wild vegetables all over the mountains.

Even the youngest Zhuo Jian and Zhuo Lin followed. It seemed that the two of them were digging soil and playing, but they didn't know that Zhuo Lin was secretly urging wild vegetables.

When Wang returned home, he found that the only wild vegetables that Zhuo Lin brought back were both fresh and large, and he praised her very well.

In addition to wild vegetables, all kinds of vegetables in their own vegetable garden are growing up healthily every day.

Looking at the green coming out of the front and back yards, the villagers coming and going finally showed a hopeful smile on their faces.

This is probably the best interpretation of life.

Only those who have experienced the trough can understand how precious this casual grain is.

Zhuo Lin’s hobbies nowadays are not only arousing, but also having more investigations of supernatural powers, because she increasingly feels that there seem to be too many secrets hidden in her palms.

As she became more skilled in using superpowers, the longer the vines climbed.

Even if they don't leave the yard, these plants that people cannot see will expand around them little by little by little with their own strength.

Not only did she not stop this behavior, she also felt curious that they crawled out and spyed, and gradually found that they seemed to be looking for something to eat. As long as they found one, she would be urged by their consciousness to pass through the sensing of these vines.

Through these methods, she has dug up a lot of Chinese herbal medicines such as dandelions and plantains these days.

In addition, wild vegetables are naturally indispensable.

She found that this method not only did not consume her physical strength, but also increased her control over vines. Now, within twenty meters around her home, she can say that she can eat nothing.

Of course, it is only for wildlife.

She has never coveted the vegetables grown by others.
Chapter completed!