Chapter 2: Collecting Firewood

The next day, Qin Liu, who was lucky enough to escape his life, collected Liu Liu'er's body and buried it, cleaned up the mess inside and outside the Li family's courtyard, and cooked porridge for Li Laohan's grandfather and grandson with a little leftover wheat bran, and then planned to leave.

In desperation, Li Laohan persuaded her with good words and left her.

"It's getting colder and colder, and none of you mother and son are walking outside, either sold or taken to the steppe by the Tartar soldiers to be slaves. It's better to stay and live with our grandparents. ”

She was a little moved when she held the child, but she was more hesitant: "Uncle, I don't have a household registration status." ”

Li Laohan showed a clear expression.

He had long seen that this little woman was good-looking, had a good conversation, and was not from an ordinary family. No matter how bad it is, she is also a servant girl of a large family.

Everyone in the Ming Dynasty had a household registration. There was only one reason for not having a household registration: she had fled.

If it was a peaceful day, Li Laohan would definitely not take her in, so as not to get into a lawsuit and affect his family.

But now that their grandfather and grandson cross the river, it is difficult to protect themselves, and the cold winter is coming, leaving this little woman behind is the only choice for their grandson to live.

"It doesn't matter. My daughter-in-law's mother's family is in a foreign country, and the residents of the town have been caught and killed by the Tartars, and only one of the ten families can survive. You live with her identity, and no one will say anything. Your child, who is the same age as my second grandson who died young, is also recognized as the child of the Li family. After this winter, you decide whether to go or stay. ”

"And your son?"

Li Laohan was a little embarrassed: "I originally had two sons, the eldest son died a few years ago, and the eldest daughter-in-law remarried." This is the second son's house. He also died out of town last year. ”

She thought about it for a while, but agreed.

Liu Liuer has the grace to take her in. She stays behind to take care of her family, repay the favor, and by the way, it is convenient to hide her identity, the best of both worlds.

Since then, she has transformed into Liu Liuer, the second daughter-in-law of Li Laohan, a military household in Shabaozi Town, with two sons, Li Dalang and Li Erlang, and her husband Li Wang has been dead for almost a year.

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Today, Qin Liu drank hot porridge, his body was very warm, and he was full of strength, so he began to clean the dilapidated house inside and out.

A thick layer of dust had accumulated on the ground.

It seems that the original Liu Liuer is not a clean person. The bedding in the room was black and greasy, and it was impossible to see the original color.

Qin Liu swept the floor clean, swept out a half dustpan and poured it, and wiped off the old dust with a wet rag on the stove, table, and bedside.

The smelly pickled bedding and sheets are removed and washed, and the quilt is taken out to bask in the sun, and then vigorously beaten with wooden sticks to knock off the insect dust attached to it.

She boiled hot water again and washed the two children clean. Change into cleaner clothes.

also boiled hot water for Li Laohan and asked him to scrub and scrub by himself.

After a busy day, Qin Liu was exhausted, and his delicate hands were also a little hot.

After falling asleep at night, smelling the smell of sunlight emitted by the quilt, and hugging the sleeping Erlang, she quickly fell asleep and didn't even have a dream.

Early the next morning, she was woken up by Jiro's cry.

Qin Liu gently picked up Erlang and urinated for him.

After putting Erlang back in the bed, she kissed the little guy's round little face: "Bao'er is so good, she knows how to call her mother if she pees!" ”

The coquettishness and giggling of children made this somewhat cold morning much warmer.

No matter how difficult the days are, she is a mother, and she must persevere.

She also had some jewelry and trivial silver on her.

The weather is getting colder and colder day by day, and she has to get some firewood to come back to burn the kang and store enough food for the winter.

During breakfast, Li Laohan also thought of a piece with her: "Firewood can be picked up in the mountains, and it is dangerous for you to enter the mountain as a woman, so just pick it up at the foot of the mountain." ”

Qin Liu followed his words, took the straw rope that Li Laohan rubbed out in his spare time and went out.

At the foot of the mountain, she realized that she was too optimistic.

Every family in the town needs firewood to stock up on firewood for the winter, and there aren't many branches at the foot of the mountain for her to pick.

She has always been fine-skinned and tender-skinned, and she has never done hard work, and it is difficult for her to do such a seemingly simple task as breaking off the dead branches of the tree.

Just as he was worried, a few men came out of the mountain, carrying two large bundles of firewood that were far taller than their bodies.

Qin Liu planned to give up the work of collecting firewood by himself.

She lowered her head and calculated: her advantage lies in literacy, and this kind of physical work is really not her body's specialty.

She has to play to her strengths and avoid weaknesses, make the most of her strengths, and avoid disadvantages.

With his mind set, Qin Liu stepped forward and greeted a man who was picking firewood: "Big brother, do you sell this firewood?" ”

The man was stunned, and hurriedly replied: "Sell!" ”

The man looked honest and had a sturdy body, scratched his head, stretched out three fingers, and retracted one finger: "Sanwen, no, two copper coins and a load, if you want it, I will send it to your home." ”

Qin Liu thought to himself, this is really not expensive.

However, she still cut the price: "If you send a load of firewood to my family every day for the next five months, can the price be discounted?" ”

The man was overjoyed and said, "If you happen to catch some game, I will send some to your family." It's just that it's not good to say, not necessarily there. ”

Qin Liu still agreed, informed the man of his own address, and asked him to send firewood every day.

She still had about ten taels of broken silver in her hand, as well as a few pieces of jewelry.

Now one tael of silver can be exchanged for 700 yuan, which is equivalent to 7,000 yuan.

The five-month firewood money only cost a total of 300 yuan, and she can afford it, and she saves her body from suffering and suffering, the best of both worlds.

A few firewood pickers chatted while walking.

"Two pennies a load of firewood, it's too cheap!"

The honest man was in a good mood: "It's a little cheaper, but it's okay to be idle in winter, I can pick up a load of firewood in an hour when I go into the mountain, and it doesn't take much trouble." Two pennies can buy more than a pound of brown rice, which can be added to the family. It's not that hard. ”

Another man was a little envious: "It's too!" This good thing will make you catch up! ”

"In this world, it's not easy to make some money! If we can go into the mountains and catch a big guy, we will have a good life. ”

"The big guy is too risky, the second son of the Chen family was not pounced on by the blind bear in the mountains, and he lay on the bed for two years before he died. I'm going to see you, oops, that's a stinky ......."

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Seeing that Qin Liu had returned home empty-handed, Li Laohan asked with some concern, "Why didn't you even pick up a single piece of firewood?" Got the bad guys? ”

Qin Liu was very calm: "I found someone to help, and someone will bring firewood over today." ”

Li Laohan's eyes flashed, and he stopped talking, just if he was fine. Finding someone to help will definitely have to pay or exchange something. He doesn't have anything anyway, and this girl can pay for it, so he will go with her.

It's just that she is so extravagant and sitting, I'm afraid she won't be able to live a good life for a few days, so she will have to drink the northwest wind.

Young man, he still won't live.