Yang Chuxia silently nodded. It's such a pity to have all this vast woodland, it is only useful for gathering some pine needles for kindling in the fall, or perhaps gathering some pine nuts.
"Brother, do our family ever forage for wild vegetables? Where do they usually do that?" Yang Chuxia asked with a frown.
She really didn't want to eat stir-fried cucumbers or vegetables with just water anymore. It was bad enough without any oil, but even salt was scarce, making the dishes taste astringently bitter. Coupled with the corn porridge, it was so awful that she felt like banging her head against the wall. That corn porridge might be fragrant, but eating it every day was unbearable.
She had wanted to collect some wild vegetables while they were out, but who could have known that throughout their walk, there was nothing but weeds to be found on the field ridges.
She then pinned her hopes on the mountains, but found the situation to be the same.
