On this day, they returned empty-handed from the mountains, having only collected a basket of pine cones. They didn't even find a single leaf of medicinal herbs.
"Did Xiaxia find anything?" Ms.Wang and Yang Dachuan both knew that Yang Chuxia went to the mountains to search for medicinal herbs. When they returned in the evening, they couldn't help but ask.
"I didn't find anything." Yang Chuxia shook her head.
Hearing this, Ms. Wang was also disappointed.
However, seeing that Yang Chuxia and the others had brought back baskets of pine cones, she asked again, "What are you collecting these for? You still have the last batch at home."
That's right, last time she had brought back some pine cones, intending to roast and eat them, but then she got busy with other things and forgot about it.
"We'll eat them. Last time I didn't have the chance to cook them, but I'll do it after dinner tonight."