Chapter 143 - 142: Stopping Someone Midway up the Hill
Yang Erdan had enticed a couple of idle riffraff from the neighboring village to stake out near An Hao’s home, familiarizing themselves with the terrain. They had been unable to find an opportunity for several days.
After waiting for a week, they finally saw their chance.
During the weekend, An Hao rested at home.
After finishing her homework early and taking advantage of the warm weather and recent spring rain, An Hao, carrying a basket on her back, went to the hills to dig for wild vegetables.
In springtime, all sorts of wild vegetables poke out of the soil, and the tastiest among them is shepherd’s purse.
She remembered that as a child, during a few years of famine, when the grains in the field yielded nothing, her mother would take her and An Ping to the hills to dig for shepherd’s purse.
They would dig up several sacks full. These shepherd’s purse leaves, once picked and blanched in water, would be laid out to dry under the sun on clear days, turning into dried shepherd’s purse.
This dried shepherd’s purse could be preserved for a long time. When there were no vegetables at home, they could take it out, soak it, and stir-fry it, and it tasted pretty good too.