The Blessed Farm Girl Has a Spatial Storage
Chapter 92: Looking for Younger Uncle

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Looking for Younger Uncle

Zhao Zhitong let out a "WOW!" Her eyes sparkled as she imitated the way her mother praised her, "Sister, you’re so amazing."

Zhao Ya’s face flushed red with embarrassment at Zhao Zhitong’s praise. "No, no, my little sister is amazing too," she said shyly.

Watching the two young girls complimenting each other in the vegetable garden, Sun Mei couldn’t help but laugh and called them over.

"Alright, you two, come out and give me the scallions."

At this time, Zhao Cheng had already chopped a pile of firewood.

After giving the scallions to Sun Mei, Zhao Ya immediately helped carry them into the kitchen. Zhao Zhitong insisted on helping as well.

However, she could only carry two scallions at a time. After two trips, her little face was bright red.

Zhao Yu started using the large firewood they had carried in. Steamed buns smelled and tasted best when cooked with large firewood.

Since the weather was still quite hot and they didn’t have a refrigerator, Sun Mei didn’t steam too many buns. She made two baskets—one of plain buns and one of flower rolls—which would be enough for them for two or three days.

Actually, she could have steamed more and stored them in Zhao Zhitong’s space, just needing to re-steam them briefly when it was time to eat.

However, doing so could easily make the children suspicious. The fewer people who knew about Zhao Zhitong’s space, the better.

After the water boiled, Sun Mei placed the sliced buns into the steamer. While Zhao Yu watched the fire, she began to prepare porridge and stir-fry dishes.

Because they had made tofu before, there was a small stove in the courtyard built with Shi Tou, which was perfect for stir-frying dishes and cooking porridge.

Sun Mei made bamboo shoot stir-fry with meat, homestyle stir-fried chicken, and a dish of garlic water spinach. The bamboo shoots were dug from the back mountain, and the meat was freshly bought from Butcher Zhao.

This meal was quite a feast, a celebration of Zhao Ya’s return home.

With a lot on her mind, Zhao Zhitong ate very quickly. Soon, her porridge bowl was empty. She placed the empty bowl on the table, wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, and said, "Mom, I’m done eating~"

Sun Mei reached out, untied the bib around Zhao Zhitong’s neck, and said with a smile, "Alright, go play with your brothers and sister."

Zhao Zhitong couldn’t stop thinking about clearing the land. So, she ran directly to Zhao Dong and extended her hand. "Dad, where’s the money from selling the herbs today? I’m going to Maternal Grandfather and Grandmother’s house to give money to my cousins!"

Her bold and assertive tone made Zhao Dong chuckle. "How about I give the money to your older brother to hold, and have Brother go with you, alright?"

Zhao Zhitong shook her head and emphasized loudly, "Dad, I’m a big kid now! I can carry the money myself."

Zhao Dong sighed and had no choice but to put the bag of copper coins into Zhao Zhitong’s pocket. He repeatedly reminded her not to just run around carelessly but to keep an eye on the money in her pocket so she wouldn’t lose it.

Zhao Zhitong felt she was already grown up enough to handle the money. She pouted and said, "Oh, I know, I know! Dad, you’re so naggy."

Zhao Dong chuckled, exasperated, and lightly slapped Zhao Zhitong’s little bottom. "How dare you call your dad naggy."

Zhao Zhitong grinned happily, not scared at all. After securing the money, she trotted off.

Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu were already waiting for her in the courtyard.

Fearing that Zhao Zhitong might run off and lose the money, her two brothers each took one of her hands. The three of them skipped and hopped towards Sun Village.

Only when they reached Sun Village and could see their maternal grandfather and grandmother’s house did Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu let go of their sister’s small hands. Zhao Zhitong felt as if she had finally gained freedom. Shouting excitedly, she dashed towards her maternal grandfather and grandmother’s house.

As soon as she reached the gate, Zhao Zhitong peeked through the crack in the door and shouted, "Grandpa! Grandma! Eldest Uncle..."

She called out to everyone in her maternal grandfather and grandmother’s house, one by one.

At that moment, in the courtyard, Sun Daqing and the other children were learning to read with Sun Kang.

Sun Kang asked incredulously, "How do you pronounce this character again?"

At this point, his grandsons had annoyed him so much that his beard was trembling.

However, Sun Daqing and the other little carrot heads still looked completely bewildered, having no idea what they had done wrong.

Sun Kang felt frustrated. He was used to teaching Zhao Zhitong, and the sudden shift to teaching his grandsons was a difficult adjustment for him.

Just then, Zhao Zhitong’s voice came from outside the gate.

The little carrot heads’ eyes immediately lit up, and Sun Kang’s brow visibly relaxed. He waved his hand, "Go on, go on, all of you go."

Permission granted, Sun Daqing led the charge to the gate.

He opened the gate and shouted, "Little Cousin!"

Zhao Zhitong also shouted, "Second Cousin!"

Then, Sun Daji and the others rushed over, surrounding Zhao Zhitong at the entrance, bombarding her with questions.

Finally, their grandmother and aunt came over and called them into the courtyard.

Since they had just eaten, all the uncles and aunts were still at home. Zhao Zhitong sweetly greeted her maternal grandfather and grandmother, and Aunt, before dragging her little cousins into the main hall.

Zhao Zhitong took out her coin purse from her clothes and dumped all the money on the floor.

The little carrot heads’ eyes widened. "WOW, so much! Three strings!"

Zhao Zhitong laughed happily, "Yeah, yeah, 300 coins! Come, I’ll divide the money for you."

The aunts and grandmother sat to one side doing needlework, watching them.

Since Zhao Zhitong had earned a lot of money from the herbal medicine last time, they weren’t very surprised this time and just watched them.

Zhao Zhitong first unstrung the coins. CLATTER! They scattered all over the floor. Then, she arranged them into piles of thirty.

The little carrot heads eagerly came to help; they could now count to thirty without any problem.

In the end, there were ten piles in total.

Apart from the youngest, Sun Xiaoyu and Sun Daru, who hadn’t participated, all the other cousins, as well as Zhao Cheng and Zhao Yu, had helped gather the herbs.

So, Zhao Zhitong gave each of them thirty copper coins. Then she took another thirty copper coins and trotted over to her Younger Uncle, giving them to him.

This was because her Younger Uncle would take them out to find herbs.

She still had 60 copper coins left, so she gave five copper coins each to Sun Xiaoyu and Sun Daru.

Even her maternal grandfather and grandmother, uncles, and aunts were given five copper coins each. After distributing everything, she had 20 copper coins left. She didn’t mind having the least and happily tucked them into her pocket.

The aunts teased Zhao Zhitong with a smile, "Oh my, our little Tongtong is so fair, giving everyone a share, HA HA HA."

Zhao Zhitong, of course, was also beaming with joy. She felt that since everyone had contributed to her selling the herbs, everyone deserved a share of the money.

When she got home, she also planned to give five copper coins to each of her parents.

Meanwhile, Sun Daji and the others had already started lovingly counting the money in their hands.

The aunts watched the children with their money, thinking that, according to the old custom, they would take the children’s money from them at night.

But for now, the blissfully unaware Sun Daqing and the others were still happily counting their money.