Xiao Qi originally thought that Qiu Qi would say that I have a lot of things in my sleeves, and if I take them out, they will be enough for their family of four.

As a result, Qiu Qi just responded very distractedly.

"Didn't you open your sleeves again?" Xiao Qi couldn't hold back in the end, and finally asked.

Qiu Qi's body was destroyed, and it was already good if he could keep it.

Now if you want to break it, you can only borrow external force.

And the power they collect from the client is small alone, so the area that can be opened at a time is very limited.

"Hmm." Hearing Xiao Qi's question, Qiu Qi answered softly, then turned around, took the bowl and prepared to go to the ground.

Mrs. Zhao only reacted at this time, and hurriedly came over to pick up the bowl in Qiu Qi's hand: "Give it to your mother, let your mother come, and you can lie down again." ”

I didn't eat or drink for a few days, and then I ate, and my body couldn't keep up.

Don't beat this good bowl at home again.

The life of the family is not as good as when the son was in the past, even if the income is less every month, it is still a fixed source, plus she works in the field, and her two grandchildren, the eldest one is eight years old, and he can also earn one or two jobs.

Even if you can't go to the field, you can go to the mountains to dig up some wild vegetables and wild fruits, which can always supplement some household expenses.

Therefore, the family used to have a good life, otherwise they would not have had spare money to turn over the house.

But now that this fixed income is gone, everything in the family is particularly precious.

It was this big bowl of porcelain that had fallen off, and it really broke one, and Mrs. Zhao estimated that it would hurt for several days.

"It's okay, mother, I've been lying down for a few days, and my bones are hard." Qiu Qi's movements are very slow, but his hands are very steady.

Although I don't remember the things of this era very clearly, looking at the conditions in this house, Qiu Qi also knows.

It's poor in capital letters.

Mrs. Zhao is probably afraid that she will break the bowl in her hand.

Qiu Qi is not the original owner, and after drinking the soup, he has to lie down to raise.

I have food in my belly, and my body and my consciousness are fused well, so I have strength in my body.

This is a hard kang, Qiu Qi really doesn't want to lie down, and he doesn't want to walk around as follows.

"Hey." Seeing that Qiu Qi's face was a little paler, but between her expressions, she finally no longer hated herself, nor was she discouraged, and she was bent on death, Mrs. Zhao responded lightly, and then turned around and wiped her tears.

Evil, this is all her sin, Mrs. Zhao only asks that these things will be retributed to her in the future, just don't implicate her grandson.

Qiu Qi now lives in a room in the west, and when she pushed the door out, she went out to the stove in the hall of the house, this room was lived in by Mrs. Zhao in the past, and after her son was gone, she went to the east room in order to accompany her grandson.

Because the conditions in the early years were good, there was some furniture in the house, and it was not a precious object, a high and low cabinet, and two large boxes.

The original owner did not marry, and he had a patched shirt on his body.

The original owner didn't want to have any more dealings with the old Yu family, and Qiu Qi didn't bother to worry about anything with their family for the time being.

The original owner felt sorry for Mrs. Zhao and sorry for the two stepsons.

Qiu Qi feels that the most important thing at the moment is to improve the conditions at home, or to make the atmosphere at home better.

The original owner went on a hunger strike for three days, and the atmosphere at home was actually quite embarrassing.

The two stepsons were afraid of her, and Mrs. Zhao was also flustered, so Qiu Qi was able to adapt to this place as quickly as possible, and then integrate into it, so that the other three people in the family could rest assured.

He glanced at the newly opened place in his sleeve, which was full of all kinds of precious fabrics.

Although it is said that cloth is very valuable these days, the problem is that it is ordinary fabric.

Qiu Qizhen casually took out a shark yarn or an ice silk, how to explain the way?

It's hard to say that you're going to be arrested.

Although a large part of the space has been opened, in this plane, there is no use for fart.

The hall is full of items, and there is a large round table on the table, on which are placed some small daily items, and all kinds of small baskets and baskets are on it.

Important foods or spices are put in the cupboard early.

There is no need to lock it, there are only a few people in the family, who do you want to guard against when you lock it?

"What about the eldest baby and the second baby?" Qiu Qi washed the dishes with his hand, turned around and asked Mrs. Zhao.

The two children of the Zhao family, one is eight years old and the other is six years old.

The eight-year-old name is Zhao Jiaxing, and the six-year-old name is Zhao Jiawang.

However, people in the village are accustomed to the fact that the babies in their own families are either big babies and two babies, or big treasures and two treasures.

Mrs. Zhao has always called it that, and she followed the customs of the villagers in the autumn and did not directly call her name.

"I'm going to dig wild vegetables in the back mountain." Hearing Qiu Qi ask, Mrs. Zhao wiped her tears before she smiled and spoke.

Looking at the meaning of Qiu Qi, do you want to stay?

Mrs. Zhao felt both guilty and sad in her heart, but also a little happy.

It's always good to have more than one person in the family.

They will be better to the eldest sister in the future, maybe the eldest sister will be more comfortable.

It's May, and the north is busy farming.

But when she was so busy, Mrs. Zhao didn't go to work.

Mrs. Zhao is not very old, but she is in her early fifties, and there are still people in her eighties who work in the fields in the village, let alone those in their early fifties?

The reason why Mrs. Zhao didn't go to work was also very simple, she was afraid that the original owner would find a short time at home.

Therefore, no matter how busy she is these days, no matter how easy the work in the field is, she gritted her teeth and asked for leave to stay at home.

"Going around and around, I still became a stepmother after all, and it's really a good reincarnation in heaven." After Qiu Qi put the bowl back in the cupboard, he sighed with Xiao Qi.

P7: ???

As soon as you said that, I was inexplicably a little panicked.

"Let's make lunch, eat, and I'll follow my mother to work in the afternoon." The original owner wants to live well, and wants Mrs. Zhao and her two stepsons to live well, so working hard, earning more work, and striving for more rations is the most important thing at the moment.

Others?

Let's look into it later.

Now that the situation is tense, many things can't be done, and Qiu Qi doesn't bother to challenge the bottom line.

Moreover, the land that was planted in the last world for a lifetime.

This world is replanted, and Qiu Qi will not feel bored or anything else.

On the contrary, I feel that it must be a special fate that allows me to spend time in farming.

"Probably, I was a farmer in my last life." In this regard, Qiu Qi sighed again, and then went out to get firewood.

The courtyard of the Zhao family is quite large, one row is the toilet, the pigsty, the chicken nest and the duck house, and the other row is three small chambers, usually put firewood, or other sundries and the like.

Nowadays, there are restrictions on the number of chickens and ducks in the house, so in the chicken nest of Nuoda, only three chickens can be seen there, supporting one leg, and the little bean eye turns from time to time.

Seeing Qiu Qi coming, he didn't panic, and he was still standing proudly there.

Qiu Qi glanced at it, smiled, and turned around to go to the wing.

Leaving Mrs. Zhao unreacted for a long time, and the words that originally came to her lips were not spoken.