"Mom......" Wen Qing clutched his aching and feverish left cheek and shouted in disbelief.

Yao Shiling was shocked and looked at Wen Qing in a daze.

In the previous life, Wen Qing turned his face on the spot with Yao Shiling because of this slap, shouted at Yao Shiling angrily, released cruel words, and then ran out of the yard with a floral cotton skirt and did not come back for a long time.

But at this moment, Wen Qing didn't move, she looked at Yao Shiling motionlessly.

But Yao Shiling moved first, as if she didn't know how to deal with it, she said in a panic: "I haven't finished the work in the field yet, I'll go to work." Saying that, Yao Shiling lifted the bamboo basket in the yard and took it off. The scythe, in the hole in the wall, hurried out of the courtyard.

Wen Qing stood stupidly in place, twisting his face hard, it hurt.

She twisted it again, and she let out a "hiss" sound in pain.

It really hurts!

Her eyes were filled with tears, but she suddenly burst into laughter.

She's alive, she's alive again, she's back to her seventeenth year, oh my! At the end of her last life, she always regretted and prayed, regretted her stupidity all her life, and prayed that God would give her a chance to choose again. She will choose to listen to her mother's words, love her two younger brothers, will not desperately marry Ji Yanjun, let alone have dealings with anyone in the Ji family, she will live a good life.

Unexpectedly, God really gave her this opportunity, and she really did it all over again.

Wen Qing suddenly covered her face and cried bitterly.

She's back, she's really back, the real pain, the familiar aroma of crops in the yard, the floral cotton skirt in the blurred vision...... It's all true, it's all true, she cried with joy.

At this moment, the courtyard door "creaked".

Wen Qing turned his head to look over and saw two black and thin boys, their clothes were gray and shabby, their knees and elbows were patched with different colors, and they were sweating profusely and came in from outside carrying a large basket of grass, panting.

"Liangliang, Pengpeng?" Wen Qing shouted, the two boys in front of her are her two younger brothers, Wen Liang and Wen Peng, according to time, Wen Liang is fourteen years old this year, and Wen Peng is ten years old this year. Wen Qing happily rushed forward: "Liangliang, Pengpeng." ”

Wen Liang and Wen Peng retreated again and again.

Wen Qing hurriedly stopped, she forgot about it, she had a really bad temper in her previous life, not to mention that all the boys and girls in Shuiwan Village were subdued by her, and even Wen Liang and Wen Peng didn't listen to her, she also beat her. So the two of them are also very afraid of her, in addition to being afraid of her, they also hate her. Because her reputation is so bad.

"You're going to mow the grass for our cows." Wen Qing wiped a handful of tears, smiled and said to Wen Liang and Wen Peng: "There are so many cuts." ”

Wen Liang and Wen Peng looked at Wen Qing like monsters.

Wen Qing continued to laugh and wanted to take the basket: "You two rest for a while, I'll come." ”

"No, you don't." The two younger brothers said at the same time, holding on to the basket and walking in unison towards the cowshed, leaving Wen Qing aside, they were afraid that Wen Qing would be unhappy and throw a basket of grass into the ditch.

Wen Qing wanted to shout Wen Liang and Wen Peng, but thinking about his usual style of acting, he was really ...... Her image is not something that can be changed overnight in the eyes of everyone.

So, she lowered her head, looked at the floral cotton skirt in her hand, and then looked at the small dustpan on the locust wood table, which contained needles, threads, thimbles, small rags of various colors, and outside the small dustpan was the scissors and shoe samples that she had just thrown down angrily.

However, there are not many people in the neighborhood who can really make clothes, they are all blindly figured out by themselves, and some are even sewn by hand, not to mention the old style of the clothes they make, and they wear them on their bodies, showing the shortcomings of their bodies.

When Wen Qing's second uncle was alive, he paid for Wen Qing to learn the tailoring trade for half a year, she was smart, had good understanding, and was interested in this industry, but in half a year, the clothes she made were better than her master's, so the clothes on her body were made by herself.

However, the acceptance of this era is low, her clothes are more avant-garde, and as soon as she wears it out, there are a group of people in the village who point fingers behind her back, saying that she is stinky and beautiful, saying that she is blind and saying that she is not doing her right thing, she doesn't care about this, and she is cheeky and wears it.

At this moment, Wen Qing put away all these tools and sent them back to his hut.

Wen Peng, who was in the cowshed, secretly glanced at Wen Qing and asked, "Second brother, what's wrong with the eldest sister?" ”

"Ignore her, she's dead." Wen Liang has always disliked this ignorant sister, so he poured the cow grass into the cowshed without looking at Wen Qing.

Wen Peng, a child, is very curious, he just saw Wen Qing crying, Wen Qing never cries, she never loses in a fight, and she never loses in a quarrel, so she never cries. Wen Peng craned his head and looked into the hut.

At this moment, Wen Qing suddenly came out of the house.

Wen Peng was startled, quickly shrank his head, and turned his head to pretend to be busy.

Wen Qing wiped her tears again, looked up at the sky, it was already noon. The family hadn't eaten yet, and they should all be hungry, so she went into the kitchen.

"Second brother, what is the eldest sister doing in the kitchen?" Wen Peng asked again.

Wen Liang turned his head and peeked back, and snorted: "The starving ghost is reincarnated." Then he retracted his gaze and said, "Pengpeng, I'll go to the field to find my mother, will you go?" ”

Wen Liang threw the basket on the ground, hugged a handful of grass, put it in the cow trough, let the cow eat by himself, clapped his hands, and walked out of the yard.

"Second brother, you wait for me, I'll go with you." Wen Peng ran to catch up with Wen Liang, so he didn't want to stay with the loser.

Wen Qing stretched out his head to see the two younger brothers who were afraid of being eaten by themselves and quickly slipped away, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, and when he thought about his hot temper in his previous life, he would do it if he didn't agree, and he was not polite to anyone, and the two younger brothers hated themselves in common sense, and it was all their own fault.

However, there is no hurry, no hurry, since she has been reborn, she will live this life with her heart.

Thinking so, Wen Qing began to prepare to cook.

In the 80s, every household was not wealthy, especially in the rural areas, where there was little land, low yield, and a large population, and they had to pay public grain every year. But it's much better than the sixties when you couldn't eat. However, since Wenqing's father died, and then her second uncle died, her family's life has deteriorated and worsened, and she has almost become the poorest family in Shuiwan Village.

Just like now, there is no rice in the rice bowl, and there are some thick noodles in the noodle bowl, which is not enough to eat two meals of noodles. There are a lot of vegetables, but they are all single types of wild vegetables, and there are only some oil residues left in the oil bowl on the board, and half a bowl of fermented soybean paste......

Suddenly, Wen Qing felt a strong sense of guilt.

She didn't expect her family to be so poor.

Thinking about her cotton floral skirt again, the fabric alone cost ten yuan, plus buttons, sewing machine usage fees, and fine threads add up to another dollar, the money was left to her by her second uncle, and she wanted to be beautiful. Meidi appeared in front of Ji Yanjun, in order to let Ji Yanjun take a look at himself, he specially bought it, and waited for the next time he saw Ji Yanjun to wear it.

At this moment, she can't wait to give herself a slap in the face, what did she think in her previous life, is she stupid?

Eleven yuan is enough to buy ten catties of pork.

Eleven yuan is enough to buy more than ten catties of soybean oil, enough to buy □□ ten catties of rice, enough to buy nearly 100 catties of flour, enough for their family of four to live comfortably for a month...... Her brain was really watery.

After Wen Qing secretly scolded himself a hundred times in his heart, he rolled up his sleeves and began to wash the vegetables.

There are many vegetables at home, few noodles, and almost no oil, she thought about it, washed the vegetables, passed the water again, squeezed out the vegetable juice, wrung it out, put it in a basin, scattered a little salt grains, and then put a little coarse noodles, mixed with wild vegetables, the stickiness of the noodles became a steamed bun under Wen Qing's skillful hands, and then put it in the pot to steam.

If you don't have rice at home, you can't cook porridge.

She has only two kinds of coarse noodles and wild vegetables, and she has half a pot of wild vegetable noodle soup.

When Yao Shiling, Wen Liang, and Wen Peng returned from the field, they saw that their chimney was smoking from a distance.

Yao Shiling was immediately shocked.

"Is it on fire?" Wen Liang was also dumbfounded and asked.

Wen Peng shouted: "Mom! The eldest sister burned down our kitchen house! ”

The neighbors who were chatting on the side of the road heard Wen Peng shouting, and they all looked into the fence yard of the Wen family, in addition to the smoke from the chimney, there was also a thin smoke floating out of the kitchen door, but Wen Qing burned the kitchen!

"Wen Qing really burned the kitchen?"

"Hey, Wen Qing can do this! Only Wen Qing can do this! ”

Everyone was stunned by what they saw.

"What are you still doing! Hurry, hurry, go and fetch water, hurry up and put out the fire, don't burn people and burn to other people's houses. ”

"Who is this messing with Wen Qing again, hurry up and carry water."

"Go to my house, my house is close to Wenqing's house, and it is convenient to carry water."

"Yes, go to her house, hurry up, otherwise the fire will be too big to control!"

“……”

The crowd panicked.

Wen Liang and Wen Peng ran to his yard.

Yao Shiling's face turned pale, isn't it because she slapped Wen Qing, this girl lost her mind, did such a harmful thing, and then ran away, right?

Yao Shiling hurriedly threw away the bamboo basket and sickle, and followed Wen Liang and Wen Peng into the yard desperately.

At the same time, the neighbors who were carrying the water basin and the bucket of water arrived quickly, thinking of extinguishing the fire at once.

"Big sister!" Wen Peng shouted, the first to rush to the kitchen door, and at the same time the first to be shocked at the door, looking into the kitchen in disbelief and shouting: "Sister? As if he didn't know Wen Qing.

Then Wen Liang came to froze.

Yao Shiling then froze.

The neighbors also stayed where they were.

Blankly staring at the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Wen Qing was lifting the lid of the pot and picking up the wild vegetable steamed buns into the basket, when he saw a circle of people suddenly surrounding the door, he looked at him suspiciously, and finally stopped his eyes on Yao Shiling, and whispered: "Mom, are you back......?"