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"Elder sister, elder sister, get up and eat …" A short, thin boy extended his small hand and shook Qimu on the bed. "Elder sister, elder sister …"

Qimu, who was sleeping, heard someone calling her … What are you shouting for? Sister.

The corner of Qimu's mouth curved up in a self-deprecating smile. Her little brother had never called her that before. He had always called her 'Hey!' You!

Where did she get her younger brother and sister? Who would call her elder sister?

When Qimu opened her eyes, she saw a skinny little boy. His face was light, but his eyes were still round. He had the adorable look of a child. He was holding his own arm and shaking it.

Unconsciously, Qimu reached out her hand to stroke the boy's head. Qimu tried to shout,

"Yangyang."

Her voice was soft.

According to the previous owner's memories, the little boy in front of her was her second brother, Ye Yang.

Her father had even given her such a cheap name, meaning that she wanted her son to be happy in the future. This name wasn't bad, it was much better than the flowers …

The little boy nodded towards Qimu and said in a soft voice:

"Big sister, it's time to eat. Mom's even baked cakes today!"

When the little boy mentioned "cake", his tone became a bit agitated. His big round eyes were shining, and his thick black eyebrows were raised.

She had a cheap little brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Qimu smiled at Yangyang and said:

"Yangyang, sister understands. Go and sit first. Yangyang, be good."

Yangyang nodded. He looked very strong and very cute as he said:

"Alright, then elder sister must come quickly."

Qimu's smile deepened.

After Yangyang left the room, Qimu sat back and relaxed a little.

In the modern age, he would probably be dead. If the plane crashed, there was almost no chance for him to survive.

The fact that she came here could be considered a blessing from the heavens. Was she trying to make up for her rough past life?

Since he was already here, he might as well settle for now.

In the next life, he would definitely live a life of freedom.

He did not want to be rich nor did he want to be rich. He wanted to be above everyone else.

I only want my health to be healthy, my life to be plentiful, my days to come, the sun to set, and I will be with my family, and that will be enough.

Qimu lowered her head and thought to herself. She was a dignified CEO after all. Where was she going to be in trouble? Was he afraid that his life in the ancient times would not be wonderful?

Qimu's lips curled up into a faint smile.

Qimu, you can do it, from now on, you are Niu Village's Ye Qimu! Qimu encouraged herself from the bottom of her heart.

The more she thought about it, the more Qimu's spirits were lifted. Even her demeanor was calm and collected, as if she were still the CEO.

According to her physical memory, the room next to hers was where they ate.

Since his parents were here and did not belong to any of his families, it was a rule in ancient China, and Donghua Empire was the same here.

It's just that this Ye Family, the situation is a little special.

Grandmother gave birth to three sons in one breath. The eldest son was what Grandmother looked forward to the most, and the youngest son was what Grandmother doted on the most.

As for his cheap father, his family wasn't even close to that of his uncle's.

The Ye Family had a main house, and on the west side of his own home, which was where his grandpa's mother lived, there were three big green tiled rooms.

In the Niu Village, he could be considered one of the top.

In one of the inner rooms, my grandpa normally lived there. In a large hall, there was a place to entertain and eat. There was also a kitchen, so naturally, it was used for cooking.

Because the hall was not really that big, it could not accommodate three generations of Ye Family, so someone would have to suffer a grievance.

Naturally, the people who felt wronged were their own family members.

If she didn't eat in the living room, then so be it. But regarding the food that was given to her family, her grandmother gave it to Eldest Aunt. She gave it her name:

"The eldest son's wife must have the bearing of a eldest son's wife. The housekeeper must learn."

Eldest Aunt was a shrewd person, how could her family stay in such a place?

From what he remembered, it had been a long time since his family had a full meal, let alone that sweet and white dry meal.

In the few steps from her room to the room next door, Qimu had already sorted out some of her affairs.

"Mu is here. Come, take a seat."

Ye Dazhuang looked at Qimu eagerly, but Qimu's pace couldn't help but quicken a little.

"Mu, are you feeling unwell?" His mother personally carried a bowl of porridge to Qimu, then handed her a spoon. "Be careful not to heat it up."

Little Yangyang also sent a big smile to Qimu, his round eyes curved into a crescent shape, and his face was full of innocence and cuteness, as if he was the young her of today.

Qimu, who was sitting on the dining table, felt as if the ice in her heart was melting. When had she ever received such treatment? The feeling of being cared for was great.

Qimu could not help but laugh.

"Dad, mom, I'm much better now!" Eat your food. "

He reached out his hand again and naughtily pinched Yangyang's little face.

Qimu's tone was mischievous and she seemed to be in high spirits.

When Ye Dazhuang and Yang Lili saw this, they relaxed a lot and each of them started to eat.

Qimu then started to eat. As she looked down, she saw a bowl of porridge reflecting her face. There was not a single grain to be seen. There were only a few green leaves floating on it.

After scooping it with a spoon and seeing some rice, Qimu unconsciously frowned.

This porridge …." It was not that he was being unreasonable, it was just too sparse. Even if he ate for too long, he would definitely be hungry.

After eating like this for an entire day, as time passed, the ghosts would finally be able to take it! Eldest Aunt had such a vicious heart! Qimu's eyes shone with a sharp light as she thought of this.

Yang Lili's mind was sensitive. She noticed Qimu's displeasure and stood up to divide the bread on the table into three portions, two of which were equally large and one of which was much smaller.

"Mu, here, eat some cakes." Yang Lili bent over to give Qimu the biscuit, smiling sweetly. "Hurry and take it!"

Qimu took it in a daze. Little Yangyang, who was beside him, stared at him with his round eyes. He pursed his lips, but was so sensible that he didn't ask for anything.

Yangyang, who was trying his best to be patient and restless, got the smallest piece, which was the same size as Qimu's.

However, this did not stop him from happily holding the biscuit as if it were a precious treasure. After smelling it again and again, it was as if he was unwilling to swallow it.

Yang Lili sat down to eat quietly after the cake was distributed. Her posture was elegant, and she didn't look as vulgar as an ordinary peasant woman.

Qimu didn't take the cake out of her hands. She felt extremely sour in her heart. How could she not understand Yang Lili's actions?

He clearly thought that she was unhappy! He was clearly afraid that she wouldn't be full!

This was the first time someone cared so much about her feelings, Qimu thought as she pursed her lips. Her gaze was uncertain and complicated.

Qimu broke the biscuit into two halves and was about to eat with Yang Lili when she looked up and saw her cheap mother smiling shyly at her cheap father. Her cheeks were slightly red, an extremely moving sight.

When he looked again, his father had already silently broke the cake for his mother.

Mother should be very fortunate.

Qimu's heart felt slightly warm. She wasn't afraid of hardships, nor was she afraid of tiredness. Ever since she was young, she was most afraid of loneliness. However, in the past, no one had sincerely accompanied her.

But now, there might be.

Qimu then handed half of the biscuit to her father. Afraid that he wouldn't accept it, she said:

"Dad, you have to eat more. You still have to busy yourself in the afternoon, you can't do it without strength. I'm fine, it's fine. I just lie there all day. I even accumulate food after eating too much."

Qimu handed it to him forcibly. His father looked at Qimu with a gratified and sour tone as he said,

"My daughter has grown up. It's a pity that father is fine. I can't let your mother and all of you enjoy life."

As he said that, Ye Dazhuang's eyes turned red.

"Father, you are the pillar of the family, how can you be useless? Aren't we not raised by you?!" Eat quickly, we still need to work in the afternoon! "

Qimu smiled apologetically at her father as she tried to reconcile the atmosphere.

The cheap old man replied immediately. Now that his daughter had become sensible and understood how much she loved him, she looked completely different from the stubborn, taciturn young man from before.

Seeing this, Qimu broke off another small piece from her own and handed it to Yangyang, who was reluctant to eat it.

The family ate happily.

Qimu, on the other hand, thought to herself that since her family was so poor, she should go up the mountain and see if there were any things that could help her family fill their stomachs.

Qimu now truly felt a sense of belonging towards her family.