A jinx, me? But I bring good fortune to my whole family!

The old woman threw a tantrum on the ground, screaming her lungs out, but not a single one of the onlookers offered a helping hand.

These days, nobody's stupid. This old lady has clearly been cursed by heaven. Who would dare to do anything about it?

Otherwise, with so many people in the yard, why didn't the crows attack them, but only targeted the old lady?

In the end, the captain, with a dark expression, had to drag the person away.

After everyone left, Su Xiulan sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), looking at her husband with a high fever, her brows furrowed with worry.

"Mommy, I want to go into the mountains. Will you come with me?"

The warm, childlike voice brought Su Xiulan back to her senses. She suddenly remembered what Nuannuan had said yesterday: ginseng, the golden kind, could save her man.

It sounded like a fantasy, but the crow's protective instincts just now gave her a glimmer of hope.

What if... Nuan Nuan really can find it?

Su Xiulan gripped Nuannuan's arm tightly, her voice excited, "Nuannuan, is the golden ginseng really real?"

Nuannuan looked at her blankly and nodded her little head!

Where can I find golden ginseng?

"In the mountains!"

"Did the old crow say that?"

Nuannuan nodded again, "Birds wouldn't lie to Nuannuan!"

"Okay, Mommy believes you!" Su Xiulan hurriedly picked up Nuannuan and hugged her tightly. "Then, Nuannuan, will you come with Mommy to find the golden ginseng?"

Su Xiulan skillfully wrapped Nuannuan up tightly, stuffed her into her backpack, and instructed Xiao An to watch the house and not let anyone in before plunging into the vast snowfield.

Xiao An sat on the kang (a heated brick bed), looking at her still unconscious father, clenching her thin little fists. "Daddy, if only you woke up, Grandma's family wouldn't bully Mommy like this anymore!"

Unfortunately, I'm still too young to protect my mother.

Xiao An looked at his thin arms and thought, "If only I had a little more strength."

……

The mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and everything around was a vast expanse of white.

News of Su Xiulan's family finding a rabbit spread, and there were many more footprints outside trying their luck, but there wasn't a soul in sight.

"Nuan Nuan, where's the old crow?"

Although Nuannuan was very light, carrying a child on her back while climbing the snow-covered mountain on a difficult path left Su Xiulan breathless with exhaustion.

Nuan Nuan poked her little head out, listened intently for a while, and then said in a disappointed tone, "Nuan Nuan didn't hear anything."

"Mommy, is Nuannuan useless? She can't find the golden baby!"

Su Xiulan quickly comforted her, "Nuannuan is already very capable! There's no rush about the golden ginseng baby. Let's see if there are any edible wild vegetables nearby."

Now that the mountains are covered in snow, the wild vegetables are also buried under the snow. Some of the frost-resistant varieties have lush green leaves that can be seen by digging through the snow, which is a delightful sight.

Su Xiulan took Nuannuan out of the basket, found a large, sheltered rock, and gently patted the little girl down to sit. She instructed, "Nuannuan, don't move around too much. Mommy will find some wild vegetables!"

Su Xiulan was busy searching for vegetables by shoveling snow with a stick. Nuannuan wanted to do the same as her mother, but her hands were wrapped up tightly, making it inconvenient to do anything.

She secretly bit open the strip of cloth covering her hand and ripped it off forcefully. The itching sensation in her hand was gone; it didn't hurt at all.

The strip of cloth unfolded, revealing a pair of chubby little hands.

The previously oozing wound has completely healed, but the little hand is still swollen.

"Huh?" Nuannuan raised her little hand in surprise and shone it in the sun.

It's really healed! It must be that sweet water from my dream!

The little girl happily swung her legs, grabbed a twig, and poked around in the snowdrift next to her.

Ouch! You poked my back!

A voice, both old and young, suddenly exploded in my mind.

Nuannuan was startled and looked around, but there was no one there.

She poked it again.

Stop poking! You'll poke it until the skin is raw!

The sound was coming from under the snowdrift.

Nuannuan's eyes lit up, and she reached out her little hands to clear away the snow and tear off the dry grass on top.

There was a lush green seedling, trembling proudly in the cold wind.

"Young cub? You can hear me?" The seedling seemed quite shocked as well.

Nuannuan leaned closer, lowering her voice as if making a secret contact: "Are you a ginseng baby? Do you know where the golden ginseng is?"

The seedling shook its leaves, its tone quite arrogant:

[What gold and silver? I don't recognize them! I'm the most beautiful grass in these mountains!]

Nuannuan was a little disappointed, but then she thought of what the bird had said. Since it was grass, maybe it would be useful?

She stretched out her chubby little hand and grabbed the stem and leaves of the seedling.

The seedling panicked instantly, and its leaves shrank.

[Hey! A gentleman uses words, not fists! Don't pull it! I'm still a minor... Ah!]

Nuannuan didn't even have to use much force; with a "pop," she had already pulled it out by the roots.

"Oh, Mom, there's such a beautiful blade of grass here!"

Nuan Nuan shouted excitedly. When Su Xiulan heard the voice and saw Nuan Nuan's little hands, she was terrified. "Nuan Nuan, why did you take the cloth off? Your hands are frostbitten and infected. If you don't treat them properly, they will leave scars."

She ran over as she spoke, and only when she got closer did she realize that her little hand was actually...

"Warmth, your hands..."

Su Xiulan couldn't believe that Nuannuan's hands had been treated with medicine twice, both times by Su Xiulan herself.

The first time was the worst; there were many places where it festered and bled, and her little hands were a truly pitiful sight.

The second time, it was slightly better, but there were still areas of suppuration.

But how long has it been, only two days, and the wound on my hand is completely healed? How... how could the wound heal so quickly?

Su Xiulan was very flustered. She knew her daughter was capable, but... this ability was a bit beyond her expectations.

"Mommy, Nuannuan's hands don't hurt anymore!"

Nuannuan laughed heartily, her two little dimples looking sweet!

"Mom's medicine is the best."

The little girl's voice was still childish and sweet. Su Xiulan suppressed her unease and spoke firmly, as if trying to convince herself, "Yes, the medicine is good."

It's normal for children to have stronger recovery abilities, right?

"Mom, look at Caocao, it can talk to Nuannuan too."

Nuannuan waved the grass in her hand again, and Su Xiulan finally noticed the grass in her little hand!

"this……"

Su Xiulan was once again quite shocked.

Good heavens, what grass? This is clearly wild ginseng!

However, it wasn't very old, maybe ten years at most. The little girl didn't even have any tools, yet she managed to uproot it completely.

"Nuan Nuan, this isn't grass, it's wild ginseng!"

Upon hearing the word "ginseng," Nuannuan's eyes lit up instantly. "Can it save Daddy?"

Su Xiulan shook her head with a wry smile, "I'm afraid that won't work. The vintage is too young; it wouldn't be worth much even if you sold it!"

But it's better than nothing.

"Mommy, shall we take it home and raise it?" Nuannuan blinked her eyes. "Nuannuan doesn't want it to get cold."

The little girl then tucked it into her bosom as she spoke.

Su Xiulan did not refuse. Her daughter rarely liked it, so she found a pot, planted it, and put it in the house. It was just a matter of watering it.

But she never expected that this moment of weakness would bring home such a huge ancestor!

Meanwhile, the ginseng being held in someone's arms was still mentally ranting:

"What do you mean, 'raise'?! I'm a wild animal! No, I mean a wild plant! Let me go back! What I want is freedom!"

In response, Nuannuan slapped it hard through its clothes, almost breaking its old bones.

"Shut up! If you keep making noise, my mom will make you into soup."

The poor little ginseng was on the verge of tears.

It just came out to sunbathe because the sun was nice, how did it get caught by a human's little one?

And... lost their freedom.

It's protesting! It's going on a hunger strike!

Wait, didn't the human cub want the golden ginseng? Otherwise...

Better to die for your fellow Daoist than for yourself! If you don't act for your own benefit, you'll be condemned by heaven and earth. I'll get myself out of here first; Little Jin shouldn't blame me, right?

The golden ginseng baby, hiding in a tree hollow deep in the mountains, suddenly felt a chill on its back. It shrank its chubby little body, turned over, and continued to sleep.

It's too cold and unsafe outside, it needs to sleep!