In the blink of an eye, it has been three days since Li Yuqing came to this world, and after inquiry, this is a dynasty that has never existed in history.

The place where he is now is a poor mountain village that cannot be far away from the national capital.

It is said that the nearest market to where I live now is a short walk of nearly an hour.

The original owner of his body is called Li Yuqing, who is 15 years old this year and has a name for himself, and it is estimated that it is because of this that he can wear it on her.

Speaking of which, the original owner is also pitiful, and he lived a good life when he was a child. Dad is the only talent in these ten miles and eight villages (note: because the examination is too expensive, and the people here can't eat enough, so generally no one takes the exam)

The village chiefs of several villages built a school nearby, and the father of the original owner was Li Wenxuan, who taught people to read and write as a master. There is a certain amount of income every month, and the original owner's mother, Chen Yue'e, embroiders flowers every day, and occasionally goes to the market to exchange some silver.

Since Li Yuqing was ten years old, Chen gave birth to a child and died, leaving Li Yuqing and her sister Li Yuxin, as well as a newborn brother Li Minghao. Li Yuqing's father had to resign from his position as a master and go home to farm children.

Speaking of which, Li Wenxuan is also quite sad, as a scholar who has no power to support his family, it is not easy to support his family. A few years ago, after eating the family's savings, when the child grew up, he thought about going to the mountains to collect some medicinal herbs for some money.

The first few times, fortunately, I saw a Ganoderma lucidum on the cliff, and I climbed to it to pick it despite everyone's opposition.

I picked it up, and when I came down, I accidentally stepped on it and rolled down. broke his leg, and everyone carried him back, although the Lingzhi he picked was sold for a lot of money, but Li Wenxuan also fell ill because of it.

After two years, the money for the sale of Ganoderma lucidum ran out, but he still couldn't be cured or died of illness in bed, and even the coffin that was finally put into the ground was bought by more than 100 people in the village.

On the day of the burial, the original owner chased the coffin up the hill and fell down halfway. When the people in the village came back from burying the grave, they found that they hurriedly sent it home to hire a doctor, and after taking medicine for two days, they actually lost their breath, so that Li Yuqing encountered those things when he crossed over later.

Thinking of this, Li Yuqing was also drunk, and what she had eaten in the past few days was still the dozen catties of sorghum rice that Uncle Niu received at the village chief's house a few days ago.

If you want to say that this sorghum rice has not crossed over, it is also a rarity over there. Who knows that eating here every day, Li Yuqing is afraid that every time she swallows, she will not be able to chew it, and if she can't swallow it, she will choke to death.

Every time she eats, the two little radish heads will secretly give her the rice porridge that didn't have much sorghum rice, and most of the rice. The two of them also tried their best to make an action of trying to pick up rice.

Seeing this, Li Yuqing pretended not to see it, and her heart was astringent, and she had a bitter feeling. Regardless of whether this feeling is something she has now, or something left over from the original owner, since God let her live instead of her, then her younger siblings are hers.

Thinking of this, Li Yuqing took advantage of the bright sky to turn over and get out of bed. Since this is the case, let it be safe.

After coming for a few days, she didn't have a good look at the furnishings in the house, so Li Yuqing decided to take a good look at this house first, what was there to eat. Eating sorghum rice every day like this, I don't choke to death, but I get tired of it.

After looking around the room carefully, this family is really not ordinary poor. Looking up, it seems that you can still see the moonlight, projected from the thatch.

When I went to the kitchen (which was built against the corner of the door), I saw that there was nothing in the crockpot except sorghum rice. Everything else was a little coarse salt, and a pitiful amount of oil. I don't know how long it has been placed, and there is a layer of black impurities underneath. The yard is quite big, it seems that I lived quite well back then, otherwise how could I surround such a big yard.

It's just that I don't have time to take care of it, and in the early spring season, the yard is full of weeds. Li Yuqing had the urge to scold the sky, did she really want to starve to death when she just crossed over.