Looking at the dilapidated mosquito net above his head, and hearing a sound from the kitchen in his ears, Li Qingling sighed and got up.

After three days, she had to accept the fact that she had really been reborn from modern times to a poor and backward ancient countryside.

From the memory of the original owner, Xiao Li Qingling, I learned that her life was okay, her father Li Laigui would hunt, and from time to time he would go to the mountains to hunt some pheasant meat and hares to eat.

But three months ago, a sudden outbreak of plague took her father's life, and when her mother Zhao was so sad that she almost had a miscarriage, she could only lie in bed to protect the fetus, everything changed, and her eldest aunt Lin no longer had a good face to show them.

The Lin family not only disliked Zhao's crooked illness, but also disliked that she and her five-year-old brother Li Qingfeng couldn't do any heavy work, and raising their mother was simply a waste of food, so he instigated her grandmother Liu to split up and divide them.

Grandparents have been partial to their uncle Li Laifu since they were children, and they were instigated by the Lin family so much, so they immediately agreed.

The division of the family is also extremely harsh, and if they want to leave the house, the village chief can't look past it, so he comes forward to help them say a few words, and they barely divide two acres of inferior fields, ten tubes of brown rice and some shabby household goods.

This also angered the Liu family, thinking that they didn't know what to do, which made her lose face, and drove them out of the Li family on the same day.

For a while, they had no place to live, and it just so happened that there was a dilapidated thatched hut at the foot of the mountain that no one lived in, so the village chief asked them to live in the hut temporarily.

I lived in a thatched hut for two months, even if I was saving, I only ate one brown rice and wild vegetable porridge a day, and the ten tubes of brown rice were also eaten, and there was nothing to eat at home, and even the wild vegetables on the mountain were all picked, and there were still two months before the autumn harvest, what should I do?

Looking at his younger brother who was crying with hunger, Xiao Li Qingling had no choice, so he ran to Li's house, wanting to ask his grandparents if they could give her a little more rice?

As soon as her cousin Li Qingfu heard her intention, he pushed her angrily, she was already hungry, and she was pushed so hard by him that she hit the wall directly and broke her head.

Little Li Qingling was carried home, but she didn't survive, and she Li Qingling, who had a car accident in modern times, was reborn in this body.

On the day of the accident, the house she bought had just been renovated, and she planned to take her parents over to live with her, but the world was unpredictable.

Knowing that she died, I hope my parents don't be too sad.

Li Qingling sighed heavily, glanced at her younger brother who was still asleep, turned around and pushed the door out, and saw Zhao who was trying to cook porridge with rice and rice, she hurriedly walked over.

"Mother, I'll come!" She saw that Zhao's thin stomach was left, and smiled slightly wryly, "You go and sit!" ”

Zhao avoided Li Qingling's hand and asked her worriedly, "You are still weak, go sleep for a while!" I'll call you when my mother cooks it. ”

Three days ago, my daughter was carried back with blood all over her head, and even the doctor said that she was hopeless, but fortunately, the Bodhisattva blessed her daughter and woke up again, otherwise, she would not have been able to live.

Zhao couldn't have imagined that her daughter had already changed her core.

"I've rested for two days, and I'm fine." In fact, the wound was still faintly painful, but she didn't want Zhao to worry, so she could only comfort her like this.

Li Qingling reached out and took the scoop in Zhao's hand, and went to fish for brown rice under the rice jar with his waist, this brown rice was still brought by her little fiancé Liu Zhimo, who brought it over on the day she was injured, and it could only last a day or two, and after eating, she had to starve.

She lit a fire, looked at the burning flames, and said softly, "Mother, I want to go around the mountains to see if there is anything else to eat, and pick up some back." ”

Hearing this, Zhao was stunned for a while, looked at his daughter's little face that was reflected in the firelight, and closed his sour eyes, "You are not in good health, don't go, mother will wait for a while... I'll go to your grandfather's house and borrow some rice later. "Everything you can eat on the mountain has been picked up, what else can you pick up?

"I can't borrow it, mother, I've died once for this, don't you still see who they are?" She wondered if her father Li Laigui was the son of the Li family, if he was his own, how could he be so ruthless?

As soon as these words fell, the kitchen suddenly fell silent.

Li Qingling glanced up at Zhao Shi with drooping eyelids, stood up and stood on tiptoe, took off the hanging back basket, and carried it on his back.

"Don't worry, if I can't find something to eat, I'll be back soon."

Zhao raised his eyes and looked at the thin back of the man who walked out of the yard, and tears flowed silently, and his heart was bitter.

Early in the morning, the fog was thick, and the thin clothes on Li Qingling's body were wet not long after she went up the mountain, but she didn't care about this, gritted her teeth, and continued to walk into the mountains.

The nearby mountains were swept away with everything she could eat, and she could only go deeper.

In her previous life, she was also a child from the countryside, and she followed her father to hunt in the mountains since she was a child, and her skills were not bad, and she hoped to catch some pheasants and hares in the deep mountains.

But the ideal is plump, the reality is skinny, she has been gone for almost two hours, and she has not even seen the shadow of a pheasant or hare.

Sitting weakly on the ground, Li Qingling gasped heavily, and then smiled silently bitterly, this thief God, sent her to this place to make her suffer, right?

Even if she was from the countryside in her previous life, she hadn't been so bitter!

Tilting her head and looking at the bright sun, she shook her head, not daring to think deeply, afraid to think deeply, and the courage she had finally mustered up was gone.

When she had rested and felt less tired, she got up and picked up a basket of mushrooms and rushed home.

Fortunately, she also picked mushrooms, which made her feel a little comforted.

In fact, there are a lot of mushrooms on this mountain, but it was only because someone in the village used to pick mushrooms to eat and died of poisoning, and no one dared to pick them to eat after that, so she picked up a bargain.

With these mushrooms on the mountain, her family has at least hope of survival.

As soon as she got home, she put down the back basket, neatly washed the pot and boiled the water, and washed the mushrooms while waiting for the water to boil, and when the mushrooms were washed, the water was also boiled.

She poured in half a basket of washed mushrooms, and the poor family did not even have oil, so she had to put a little salt in it, cover the pot, add two sticks of firewood, and make the fire a little stronger.

About a quarter of an hour later, smelling the fragrance of mushrooms, Li Qingling stirred it with a spoon, and waited for a while before taking a bowl and holding a bowl.

Li Qingfeng, who had just eaten two bites and smelled the fragrance, felt into the kitchen, pulled Li Qingling's sleeve, and screamed hungry.

Li Qingling took the five-year-old but thin Li Qingfeng, who was as thin as three or four years old, into his arms, heard his continuous swallowing sound, his heart was sour, he took a chopstick mushroom, blew it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He didn't even chew it, and swallowed it directly, "Sister, fragrant, and..."

"Eat slowly, there's still in the pot." She fed Li Qingfeng slowly, and when he finished eating a bowl, she touched his stomach and didn't let him eat, "You can't eat too much at once, you'll get sick." ”

Although Li Qingfeng still wanted to eat, he nodded obediently, he knew that his family was poor and he had no money to see a doctor when he was sick.

He looked at the fragrant mushrooms in the bowl, and said stunned, "Sister, Mao Wowo will die if you eat it." ”

Li Qingling held the mushroom's hand and looked at his withered yellow hair, "Then why do you dare to eat it?" ”

"I'm hungry," he replied in a low voice.

Her nose was sore, and tears came down instantly, in her previous life, she worked alone in a big city, and she had suffered everything, she gritted her teeth and came over, without shedding a single tear, but when she came here, it was too bitter, and she didn't know if she could go on?

She finished eating a bowl of mushrooms with tears in her eyes, hugged him tightly, and explained in a low voice, "Some hairy nests are poisonous, some are not, and the ones I picked up are not poisonous and will not eat the dead." After a pause, he continued, "Don't say it, you know?" ”

Even if this thing is said, no one will believe it, not only will they not believe it, but they will also be scolded by the villagers.

Li Qingfeng nodded in response.

When Shen Shi, Zhao came back with a big belly and a hoe, Li Qingling called her mother and stepped forward to take the hoe in her hand.

Li Qingfeng also shouted, ran to pour a basin of water, and carefully brought it to Zhao, "Mother, wash your hands." ”

Zhao quickly took it, put it on the edge of the stove, saw the cauldron with the lid on it, and asked with a smile, "What are you cooking?" It smells so good..."

Li Qingling stepped forward and lifted the lid of the pot, looked at the mushrooms in the pot, and said lightly: "When I went up the mountain, I met a white-haired old grandfather, and he told me that this kind of hairy nest can be eaten, and my brother and I have already eaten it at noon." She didn't know if Zhao believed her words.

After a long time, she didn't hear a sound, she looked up at Zhao uneasily, and saw that Zhao was trembling all over, and his sallow face was full of tears.

She panicked all of a sudden, took two steps, helped Zhao to sit on the stool, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start, so she could only call her mother.

Zhao covered his face with his hands, and finally cried bitterly, Li Qingling looked at her back that seemed to be crushed, and felt that she didn't believe what she said, she probably thought that she and her brother were so hungry that they couldn't stand it, so they ate these mushrooms that would eat dead people.

"Mother..."Li Qingfeng was still young, and he didn't understand what Zhao was crying about, but he saw his mother crying, and he also cried with Wow.

Looking at the two of them crying together, Li Qingfeng's heart was very sour, and tears flowed out disobediently.

I don't know how long I've been crying, Zhao is still crying, Li Qingling was afraid that she would cry again, it would not be good for the fetus, so he whispered to persuade her.

Zhao slowly stopped crying, raised his head with tears in his eyes, took a deep look at her daughter and son, stood up and picked up the spoon and filled the bowl, without saying a word, he took the bowl and ate it in a big gulp.

Li Qingling saw the despair on Zhao's face, and her heart trembled, she was afraid that she had the idea of dying and everyone would die together, right?

"Sister..."Li Qingfeng pulled the earthen stove, glanced at the pot with his feet, and raised his head and called Li Qingling.

Li Qingling pursed her lips, filled two bowls of mushrooms, pushed one bowl to him, and she picked up one bowl herself and ate it silently.