After what happened last time, Bai Xing never came looking for Song Jiayan again.
However, Lu Mosheng knew that Bai Xing wouldn’t give up so easily. A woman who was willing to sacrifice her own reputation just to be with Song Jiayan wouldn’t simply let go of her feelings.
There was one thing Lu Mosheng genuinely wanted to know, though. What exactly had Song Jiayan done to make Bai Xing so devoted to him?
She tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep despite thinking about it from every angle.
Lying in bed, Lu Mosheng finally asked Song Jiayan directly, “Why does Bai Xing like you so much?”
“I saved her once when she was very young,” Song Jiayan replied.
“Huh?”
“She was probably eight or nine years old. I happened to be passing by a river when I saw a little girl fall into the water, so I pulled her out. That little girl was Bai Xing.”
“Why didn’t you ever tell me about this before we got married?”
“You never asked.”
What a taciturn man! So if she didn’t ask, he simply wouldn’t say anything.
Lu Mosheng remarked, “No wonder she likes you so much. Who wouldn’t fall for someone who rescues them like a hero saving a beauty?”
Song Jiayan could hear the jealousy in her voice.
The man replied helplessly, “That happened when we were children. If I hadn’t come here to lease land and grow baical skullcap, I wouldn’t have even remembered it. Bai Xing was the one who brought it up when we met again.”
“You forgot about it? Bai Xing must have been heartbroken.”
Song Jiayan sighed helplessly. “Mosheng, I don’t like her—”
“But she likes you.”
There was no helping it. When a woman got jealous, reasoning with her wasn’t always enough. Besides, Song Jiayan was never particularly good with words.
Before Lu Mosheng could react, Song Jiayan had already settled down beside her.
He reached out, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her forehead. Then, in a serious tone she had never heard from him before, he said, “Mosheng, you’re the only woman I love.”
Lu Mosheng answered him with a long silence.
Only after a long while did he hear her soft reply.
“Me too.”
…
The plan to cultivate lingzhi mushrooms was officially put into motion.
Shen Dusong helped Song Jiayan and Lu Mosheng obtain lingzhi mushroom spawn.
Starting with the preparation of the growing medium, Shen Dusong personally guided Song Jiayan through every step. He explained all the precautions involved in cultivating lingzhi, sharing everything he knew without holding anything back.
There was no denying that Shen Dusong truly deserved to be called an expert.
He was not only highly knowledgeable about traditional Chinese medicine but also well-versed in medicinal herb cultivation and traditional Chinese acupuncture.
Lu Mosheng remembered that, in a certain year in her previous life, a wave of influenza had swept across the world. When Western medicine struggled to find effective solutions, traditional Chinese medicine rose to prominence. By minimizing side effects, it helped save countless lives.
Shen Dusong was among those who rose to fame during that period.
Since they didn’t have enough capital, Song Jiayan and Lu Mosheng discussed the matter and decided to start with small-scale cultivation to keep their initial investment low.
Of course, they couldn’t neglect the baical skullcap either.
From preparing the growing medium to cultivating the mushrooms and watching them grow, time flew by.
Before they knew it, the wild rabbits Lu Mosheng had been raising had given birth.
Perhaps it was because the rabbits had been eating vegetables grown with spiritual spring water. The two rabbits gave birth to five little bunnies. Then those five grew up, became pregnant, and had babies of their own. Before long, the number of rabbits had multiplied to more than a dozen, nearly twenty.
Looking at the growing colony, Lu Mosheng decided it was about time to sell some of them.
Song Jiayan was busy with the lingzhi mushrooms and baical skullcap, so Lu Mosheng decided to go to town and sell the rabbits herself.
Song Jiayan was worried about her traveling alone, so he arranged for someone to accompany her.
Sitting on a walking tractor, Lu Mosheng brought the rabbits she intended to sell into town.
There were so many vegetables growing at home that they couldn’t possibly eat them all. Naturally, the rabbits had been eating well, and Lu Mosheng had raised them until they were plump and healthy.
Every rabbit was fat and juicy-looking. Not long after she set up her stall, a large crowd gathered around her. Among them were several villagers from Songjia Village.