However, Zhou Yi and the old Chinese medicine doctor didn't know why Song Xi was able to come back to life.

It's because Song Xi came over just when 'Song Xi' died.

It's just too weak to wake up!

It's not because of how high the old Chinese medicine skills are.

Seeing Song Xi frowning in disgust, Zhou Yi was not angry, but very happy.

Why are you happy?

Naturally, it is because his little daughter-in-law's body is slowly recovering and will not leave him.

Being stared at by a strange man like this, Song Xi was embarrassed and unhappy.

I didn't want to look at him, so I closed my eyes.

She couldn't accept the fact that she had a 'husband' as soon as she woke up.

Although this husband is quite handsome, he doesn't know anything about it.

How awkward it is for two strangers to get together!

"Gurgling ......" As soon as Song Xi closed his eyes, an embarrassing sound sounded in his stomach.

She opened her eyes embarrassedly, and looked at Zhou Yi with a little longing.

She can't move now, everything can only rely on him.

From the time 'Song Xi' fell down the hillside, she crossed over to the time she woke up.

I don't know how many days have passed.

In short, she was really hungry.

I guess the disgust just now was not because I disliked him, but because I was hungry.

"You wait." Zhou Yi glanced at his little daughter-in-law, and left with an empty bowl.

After a while, another bowl came in, and this bowl was full of broth.

It's just that there is no seasoning.

In this era when everyone can't even eat oil and salt, how can there be seasonings?

Without a spoon at home, feeding the soup is really difficult.

Now that Song Xi has come to his senses, it is no longer realistic to feed him by mouth.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to put the soup bowl on the table next to him.

Cautiously reached out and helped Song Xi up.

Then bring the bowl to her and let her bow her head and drink slowly.

It's just that as soon as I helped her up, I heard her gasping in pain.

Presumably touched the wound on the back of her head, Zhou Yi hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, daughter-in-law, I touched your wound." ”

Listening to Zhou Yi's words, Song Xi wanted to roll his eyes.

I really want to refute him, who is your daughter-in-law?

But now she is so weak that she can't even do such a trivial thing.

Now she is like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Zhou Yi was afraid that Song Xi would be hungry, so he hurriedly put the bowl to her mouth.

A faint fishy smell wafted into Song Xi's nose.

Suddenly, Song Xi's stomach was nauseous, and he wanted to vomit.

But I was so hungry that I held my breath and took a sip gently.

It is tasteless and tasteless, not as good as boiled water, and it is really unpleasant.

Song Xi had heard the elderly say that people in this era are really bitter.

She can drink broth now, and she doesn't know how much effort Zhou Yi has put in behind it.

If she dislikes it again, it really can't be justified.

Song Xi endured the nausea and slowly drank a bowl of broth in small sips.

The body was too weak, and after drinking this bowl of soup, I was sweating all over.

Weakly snuggled in Zhou Yi's arms.

She felt embarrassed and wanted to stay away from him, but she couldn't.

Seeing that she finished drinking the broth, Zhou Yi's hanging heart finally let go.

He put the empty bowl on the table next to him, and then did not put Song Xi down, but continued to hold her like this.

Looking at the little daughter-in-law with a few circles of white medical gauze wrapped around her head, she finally woke up.

He just felt that his heart was full.

Song Xi was lying on the bed before, and all he could see was the thatched roof overhead.

And now leaning on Zhou Yi's arms, his vision is much broader.

can see more clearly the house where she lives from now on.

The room was quite big, the size of her living room in a modern house.

There was nothing but a cupboard for clothes and quilts, plus a bed.

So the whole room seemed particularly empty and desolate.

It's the bed she's sitting on now, it looks new, and it's probably new.

The walls of the house are made of mud mixed with mud bricks made of straw.

Up a meter from the ground, all of them were covered with newspapers and papers, some of which looked like they were from textbooks.

Probably bought it from a garbage station.

After looking at the whole house, Song Xi had only one thought, that is, to be poor.

The countryside in this era was too poor, there was not enough food and clothing, and the housing was not safe.

Really only when you are a worker or a student can you get ahead.

It's a pity that the original owner's opportunity to read is gone.

The reason why the original owner was able to study before was not because the Song family was so kind to pay her to study.

Instead, she herself asked some young boys who had a good time to lend money for her to study.

This one point, that one dime.

She had a small ledger of her own, and she wrote down all the money that everyone had lent her.

If you plan to work in the future and earn money, you will be paid back double.

After all, it's easy to put the icing on the cake, but it's hard to send charcoal in the snow.

She was also grateful to the little boys who were willing to help her.

The original owner's results are okay, in this era of lack of clothing, lack of food, and extremely difficult living conditions.

It was extremely difficult to be admitted to the best high school in the county, but she was admitted.

If you continue to study, you will probably be admitted to university.

In the future, there will be a proper iron rice bowl, but this opportunity is gone.

Thinking of these things, Song Xi felt sad for a while.

Suddenly anxious, can she really live well in this era?

Will she really be able to earn money to repay the favor?

Thinking of this, Song Xi exhaled inaudibly.

The top priority is to take care of your body first.

And then take a good look at this era.

Let's see what those ways to make money work in this day and age.

After a while, Song Xi fell asleep groggy.

Zhou Yi gently put Song Xi down.

I went to the stove house and brought a basin of warm water, wiped her hands and face, and then closed the door and went out.

Zhou Yi came to the well, picked up the wild boar meat soaked in the barrel, and went out.

A few minutes later, he came to the gate of the fence yard a little farther away and shouted inside, "Dad." ”

Zhou Yi kept shouting twice before a middle-aged man with a darker face came out of the room.

The face was expressionless and there was no joy to be seen, "What are you doing?" ”

This middle-aged man is Zhou Yi's father, Zhou Zhongguo.

Xijing, I don't like to live with my son.

When his son was an adult, he applied for a homestead and built a house for his son.

For the people of this village, everything is free of charge for homesteads, mud bricks for building houses, etc.

Just provide lunch to the helper.

How could he miss such a great thing?

So the family has three residences.

Zhou Zhongguo has one, the eldest son has one, and the youngest son Zhou Yi has one.

It's just that the eldest son has been out for many years and has no news, and his life and death are uncertain.

Now only Zhou Zhongguo and Zhou Yi live in this village.

When Zhou Zhongguo walked to the edge of the fence.

Zhou Yi handed the wild boar meat in his hand to Zhou Zhongguo, "Dad, change me for an old hen." ”