Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder's Comeback in the Era Tales-Chapter 29: The Miserable Woman

That day, Yuan Chun’s family also went up the mountain.

As usual, they divided the work: the men chopped firewood, preparing for winter, while the women took the children to gather mountain products, leaving Ding Chunli at home to do housework.

There were too many people gathering mountain goods on the outskirts of the deep mountains, all from nearby villages. Some even argued over picking chestnuts, just because someone else got them cheaper from below the tree.

Yuan Chun didn’t want to compete with others, so she took her family to a secluded valley on the edge of the deep mountains, where there were a few chestnut trees that no one had discovered.

Perhaps due to the valley’s moisture and abundance of water, the chestnuts on the trees were growing very well, big and dense. They were so heavy they bent the branches.

Grandma Feng squinted her eyes with a smile and said, "If we pick all the nuts from these trees, it’s at least a thousand pounds."

Qiu Guihua was also overjoyed and said, "This is all thanks to Yuan Chun. In previous years, we could only pick around one or two hundred pounds."

Yuan Chun quickly climbed up a tree, holding a bamboo pole over three meters long, and started striking the areas with the most chestnuts.

Chestnuts fell like raindrops, pattering down.

Until a thick layer of chestnuts covered the ground and not many were left on the tree, Yuan Chun stopped and moved to another tree to continue.

Meanwhile, Grandma Feng led her daughter-in-law and grandchildren towards the base of the tree, quickly raking chestnuts into baskets with their tools.

The chestnuts had spiky shells, which could easily prick hands. In the original owner’s memory, every year her hands were covered with wounds from picking chestnuts.

Densely packed, both painful and itchy.

So, Yuan Chun had designed a small rake in advance and had her father make over ten of them from bamboo. Using it to rake chestnuts was fast and didn’t hurt.

After finishing with two trees, Yuan Chun found an excuse and slipped away.

"007, send me the direction of the scumbag and the bitch."

Just now, 007 had sent a message that Chen Shengjun and He Hongyu had also come out to pick chestnuts. Moreover, Chen Shengjun was cunning; he knew about a chestnut tree no one else had found, so he took He Hongyu to pick it, but didn’t take the Chen Family with him.

007: "Host, they’re about 500 meters southeast. Er Laizi is also in that direction, not far from them, but he hasn’t discovered them."

Yuan Chun’s lips curled up, "007, after all, Er Laizi is the man He Hongyu has spent her whole life with. In He Hongyu’s heart, there must still be a part for Er Laizi. How about we fulfill He Hongyu’s wish, and let her and Er Laizi rekindle their past life connection."

007: "..."

Insidious.

The Host is too insidious.

He Hongyu would wish nothing more than to kill Er Laizi.

Yet the Host insists on tying He Hongyu and Er Laizi together. Tsk tsk tsk...

Before long, Yuan Chun saw the scumbag and the bitch.

The scumbag was on the tree picking chestnuts, while the bitch was below collecting them. They coordinated well and had already gathered a full sack.

Suddenly, He Hongyu clutched her stomach in discomfort and said, "Sheng Jun, my stomach hurts, I need... need to relieve myself, you come down and pick a while."

Chen Shengjun, enjoying his work, wasn’t pleased at that and said, "There are a lot of people on the mountain, don’t let anyone find you. Be quick and come back."

"Got it, Sheng Jun."

Holding her stomach, He Hongyu headed west.

The west side was toward the deep mountains where there were fewer people, but somehow her feet took her south.

He Hongyu panicked and wanted to call out to Chen Shengjun.

But when she opened her mouth, no words came out, as if something was blocking her throat and she couldn’t make a sound.