After Qin Yi drank the medicinal liquid, his originally weak and weak body suddenly improved.

He could feel the comfort of his whole body, and the feeling of strength in his body.

He got out of bed and began to look at everything in the strange room.

A simple bed with a patched quilt on it, a desk next to it, a chair, and a large wood-colored box, and nothing else.

He looked up at the roof, which was the roof of one thatched house, and the ground was compacted dirt.

There was still dust falling from the roof, and the floor was not clean.

Everything here is a little unbearable.

Qin Yi closed his eyes and took several deep breaths before telling himself that he had to accept all this, telling himself that he still had hope of going back, as long as he survived for more than ten or twenty years, as long as that damn female tyrant ascended the throne, he would be able to go back and reunite with his family.

After doing a good job in psychological construction, Qin Yi began to plan how he would live his life in the future.

He couldn't have stayed in this poor country for more than ten years, he had to go out.

Not to mention that he wants to live a better life, just to record the prosperity of the empress's accession to the throne, he needs to have a certain social status.

It's just that he is a farmer who has nothing, how can he improve his social status?

The only way Qin Yi can think of is to read.

Reading stumped him.

If you let him do math calculations and let him do all kinds of experiments, he will not be afraid.

But in ancient times, when he read books, he studied liberal arts, he wanted to write articles, he wanted to write poems and songs, he didn't have that plug-in, how could he stand out in the fierce competition to take the Xiucai, the exam, and the Jinshi?

Qin Yi stroked his forehead and felt a headache.

Damn the co-manager, isn't that a problem for him?

After thinking for a long time, Qin Yi patted the table vigorously: "Forget it, I will be troubled in the future, the most important thing at the moment is to improve my living conditions, so that I can live a better life, at least I have to eat and drink without worrying." ”

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Yi was a little dizzy.

He climbed into bed and slept.

This sleep lasted until noon the next day.

No one in the Qin family dared to wake him up and let him wake up naturally from his sleep.

When Qin Yi woke up, he smelled a strong aroma, as if it was ...... The aroma of chicken broth.

When he got up, he wanted to change his clothes, and only then did he think that he was now in ancient times, and even if he was the most favored child in the family, there were few clothes for him to change.

Qin Yi could only endure the discomfort and put on his shoes and go out.

As soon as he came out of the house, he saw his mother, Qin Zhu's daughter-in-law, bringing a big bowl of chicken soup.

Seeing that he could go to the ground, Qin Zhu's daughter-in-law was overjoyed.

"Siniu woke up, hurry up and drink this bowl of chicken soup, my mother got up early and killed our old hen, this chicken soup has been boiled all morning, hurry up and drink it while it's hot."

Qin Zhu's daughter-in-law put the chicken soup on the stone table in the courtyard, and pulled Qin Yi to sit down and drink the chicken soup.

The bowl of chicken soup said it was soup, but in fact there was a lot of meat in it, and there was a fat chicken thigh.

The aroma tempted Qin Yi to swallow his saliva.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up the chicken leg and tasted it first, the taste was really good, although there was a lack of oil and salt, it was better than the original taste, but it could be eaten.

Gulping down a fat chicken leg, Qin Yi drank the soup with a bowl.

Qin Zhu's daughter-in-law smiled and looked at the side: "Drink slowly, what's more, your milk is all reserved for you, and there are more in the pot...... Don't worry......"

Qin Yi drank half a bowl of chicken soup before he heard the sound of swallowing saliva.

He followed the sound and saw a little girl standing not far away who was not much older than him, swallowing hard and looking at him with envy.

He remembered that this was the third sister of this body, and she didn't have a big name, and her family was called Sanni.

Seeing Sanni's greedy look, Qin Yi handed over the remaining half bowl of chicken soup: "Third sister, you drink." ”

Sanni was not as happy as Qin Yi imagined, but took a few steps back in fear, with a look of horror: "I, I don't drink, Siniu, you drink, I'...... I still have work to do. ”

After speaking, Qin Sanni ran away without a trace.

Qin Yi was stunned.

He didn't understand why Qin Sanni was obviously greedy, but why didn't he drink chicken soup.

It was Qin Zhu's daughter-in-law's words that solved his confusion: "Si Niu, you drink it quickly, this chicken soup is specially boiled for you, your father didn't drink it, so he kept it for you, can't you give that girl a piece again...... I knew that Sanni was raping, and I deliberately came to see you drink soup, didn't I just want to rob you of your chicken soup, hmph, I'll clean her up when I get back. ”

Qin Yi understood when he heard this.

This is antiquity.

It is not a modern society where men and women are equal.

In ancient times, the preference for sons was very serious, and daughters were all money-losers, and it was impossible to treat the men in the family the same.

The Qin family's chicken soup is reserved for men to drink, and no one in the family's daughters-in-law and daughters wants to dip a little.

Thinking about this problem, Qin Yi felt a little sad.

This is the sorrow of this era, and the sorrow of all women in this era.

He was a little depressed, and he was not in the mood to drink the remaining chicken soup, so he handed the bowl to Qin Zhu's daughter-in-law, and wanted to go back to the house.

It's just that he stood up and walked a few steps before he saw his second aunt, that is, the daughter-in-law of the second uncle Qin Liang, walking over slowly.

When Qin Liang's daughter-in-law came over, Qin Yi discovered a more serious problem.

That is, Qin Liang's daughter-in-law actually wrapped a pair of small feet.

God, a living three-inch golden lotus.

The kind of little feet that only exist in history books and some written materials appear in front of him like this.

A peasant daughter-in-law who is not wealthy actually has her little feet?

Qin Yi didn't have to think much about it to understand how much suppression of women was in this era.

The daughters-in-law of the peasant family are all wrapped in their feet, and those ladies or daughters of rich families are afraid that everyone has a pair of three-inch golden lotus.

"Four cows are all right."

Qin Liang's daughter-in-law walked over and smiled at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi wanted to laugh, but the muscles in his face were very stiff, and he couldn't laugh at the woman with his little feet wrapped.

He felt cold.

The chill that comes from the bones.

It was so cold that he didn't feel a little warm when he stood in the sun.

He fled into the house as if he were flying.

Entering the house, I could still hear the voices of Qin Zhu's daughter-in-law and Qin Liang's daughter-in-law talking: "His second aunt, don't worry about it, our family's four cows haven't eased up, and he didn't mean to ignore you." ”

"What do I have to worry about with a child?"

Qin Liang's daughter-in-law spoke softly, as if she were her person: "By the way, I'll come over and discuss with my sister-in-law, your Sanni, and our Niuniu should be bound to her feet, Sanni's grade is a little older, and I'm afraid that I can't wrap my feet in three inches of golden lotus at this time, but, for her good, I think I still have to give it a try, our Niuniu is just the right age, I want to ask an old man to wrap her feet......"

Qin Yi didn't listen to the next words, he couldn't bear to listen to them.

There is still the impression of Niu Niu in the memory of the original body.

That's just a six or seven-year-old child, a delicate and soft little girl, but such a young child has to endure that kind of bone-breaking pain, Qin Yi's mood is really complicated and complicated.

He didn't want the kid to get hurt.

However, there was nothing he could do.