"Brother Cheng." Chen Qiuniang shouted, her throat dry and her voice hoarse.

Liu Cheng, who was reading a book, was stunned, immediately put down the book and ran over, and said in surprise: "Qiu Niang, are you awake?" ”

"Hmm." She nodded, looking at the clean, clear, skinny young man.

"Don't talk yet, I'll get you the throat lotion. Otherwise, it will hurt your throat. He said as he ran out.

After a while, they squeaked open, and Liu Cheng brought the tray over and put it on the bedside table. The tray contained throat moisturizers, warm water, and a bowl of rice porridge.

"Come, drink this medicine first. Don't be afraid, I put licorice, it's sweet. He spoke softly and handed over the bowl of medicine.

Chen Qiuniang didn't shirk it, took it and drank it, and sure enough, it had the sweet fragrance of licorice. Liu Cheng watched her finish drinking from the sidelines, and instructed her to gently sip the bowl of warm water until she finished drinking.

After doing this, he said, "Okay, now you speak slowly." ”

Chen Qiuniang raised her eyes to look at Liu Cheng, tried it, and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Cheng." The throat didn't hurt, and the voice was clear.

"The doctor is benevolent, as it should be." Liu Cheng was a little nervous, and hurriedly pushed the bowl of rice porridge over and said, "You have been asleep for five days, and you have to eat something to have strength." ”

"Hmm." Chen Qiuniang replied, and chewed the rice porridge in small bites. Because she was not only a foodie in her last life, but also half a nutritionist. If you wake up in a coma for many days, if you suddenly eat too quickly, too much, and too irritating, it will hurt your stomach.

Liu Cheng leaned against the window in a daze, and until Chen Qiuniang finished eating, he still maintained a daze posture, as if he was in deep thought.

Chen Qiuniang slowly got out of bed, bowed to Liu Cheng, and said, "Thank you, Brother Cheng, for saving me." ”

Liu Cheng suddenly came back to her senses, and told her to lie down and rest for a while. Chen Qiuniang shook her head and said, "I'm fine, I have to go back to take care of my grandmother and younger siblings." ”

Yes, after Jiang Yun and Chen Qiuniang's memories fused, they knew what kind of hard home it was. She slept for five days, and she didn't know how the old and young were doing.

Liu Cheng persuaded her to rest again, saying that he had sent some rice over last night, enough to eat for a few days.

Chen Qiuniang looked at this clear and clean kind young man, smiled softly, and said, "Thank you, Brother Cheng, for your great kindness, I will repay you." ”

"The doctor is benevolent, as it should be." Liu Cheng was embarrassed, so he said this sentence again.

This is about a nerd, discussing with Li Yinyang that day, but he is elegant and calm. Now talking to a little girl, I'm so flustered.

"But I'm going back." Chen Qiuniang said very firmly.

When Liu Cheng saw her, he didn't keep it, but said, "Then you remember to come to me every day to drink medicine until you recover." ”

"Okay." Chen Qiuniang said loudly. Looking at this clean young man, I feel that life is still full of hope.

She staggered out of Liu Langzhong's house, almost at the speed of a snail, and slowly returned to Chen's house.

When she saw the Chen family, she was about to cry, this Chen family was more miserable and poorer than she imagined.

There are five thatched huts with one front and one horizontal, with earthen walls and thatched houses. The earthen walls were old and crumbling with holes made by bees, and the thatch seemed to have not been renovated for years, and in some places it was rotten and leaking so much that it could be seen with the naked eye, not to mention what the house had to do when it rained heavily.

There was no decent furniture in the house except for two low square stools and an uneven wooden square table. The bed was made of old wooden planks, a large cauldron was missing, and there was no decent stove. A wooden basin, with rotten edges, is about washing the face and the feet, and the vegetables.

This Chen Quanzhong is really a bastard who has no responsibility, although the husband and wife are deeply affectionate, and the loss of a partner, it is understandable that the lonely goose is wailing. But not to mention gambling and losing all the family wealth, but also indulging in it, escaping a qiē, regardless of the old mother and young children in the family, this is extremely undeserved.

When Chen Qiuniang saw Chen Liu's two one-year-old grandsons with wild vegetables, she thought of modern children, who have to pick and choose when they drink milk powder, all of them are sharp-hearted babies.

"Sister, what about the wild vegetables that my brother and I went to dig." Five-year-old Chen Qiuxia said very happily when she saw Chen Qiuniang coming back. In Pingsuli, digging wild vegetables and going to the neighbor's house to beg for food are all Chen Qiuniang's doing.

"Well, that's good." She stretched out her hand and stroked Chen Qiuxia's forehead, feeling sad, if such a child is still spoiled in the arms of his parents in modern times.

"Qiu Niang, you haven't been in good health, why did you come back? Koyanagi Langzhong came to bring us some food last night, saying that you will have to raise it there for a while. Chen Liu was shocked.

"I'm fine. Besides, they saved me and took care of me, which is a great kindness, how embarrassed to continue to bother people. Chen Qiuniang said as she walked over and hugged her youngest brother. The child is probably too hungry, not crying much, and not in good spirits.

"Yes. It's all because I'm useless, I didn't take care of you, I'm sorry people. Chen Liu lamented and blamed himself.

"Grandma, it's okay." She comforted Chen Liu, and her heart was indescribably sour.

Chen Liushi nodded, and was speechless, so he had to sigh again and again.

Chen Qiuniang comforted Chen Liushi for a while, waited for her to drink some green vegetable porridge, and then turned over to count the specific food. As a result, there was nothing else except for the liter of millet that Liu Cheng sent yesterday.

This hard life, this meal is not settled, and I have to worry about the next meal!

Chen Qiuniang stroked her forehead and lamented, although she was mentally prepared to meet this bitter day, this reality still made her feel helpless.

She couldn't help but look at the two dying little babies, those two little ones, if they didn't have some other nutrition, they were afraid that they would come back to life, and they would be weak and low in IQ for the rest of their lives.

Chen Quanzhong, who suffered a thousand cuts, is really a coward who has no responsibility. Chen Qiuniang was furious. It was in this anger that she began her life in the Chen family.

This evening, she walked out of the Chen family's low thatched hut and felt the surrounding scenery.

The sun is setting, the smoke is curling, and in the red light of the sunset, the birds are returning home, chirping and chirping. The trees are verdant, the vegetation is lush, the green hills are majestic, and the sound of the river in the mountains is faint in the distance.

In such an environment, where is the rhythm of hunger? She clearly saw the food everywhere and the wealth everywhere, as long as she could open the door to sales, it would be a source of money.

Chen Qiuniang, who stood with her hands in her hands, smiled with relief and had a rough outline of her future life.

Of course, no matter how you sketch it, you have to solve the food and clothing in front of you. So, she instructed Chen Qiuxia to pick the shoots of the hibiscus at the door, and take care of her grandmother and younger brothers at home. And she and Chen Qiusheng carried a basket and a notched clay pot, took a bamboo stick and went out.