C5 Difficult Food to Swallow

Her brother Zhang Xiaoquan smiled at Zhang Xiaoyu.

Zhang Xiaoyu helped her mother bring the dishes to the table. There was a large pot containing the main course — it was porridge made from cornmeal mixed with wild vegetables.

Even calling it porridge was a bit exaggerated, to be more accurate, it should be a wild vegetable soup — it was a pot of corn noodles mixed with wild vegetables.

A large bowl held four adult fist-sized yams steaming in the water.

There was also a plate of fried radishes. In fact, it should have been boiled in water because there was no oil or salt inside.

Why do you ask? Because they were poor, as for salt, no one would believe it. It was just a piece of stone, fried together with the vegetables in a pot, and then fished out the stone. That was salt.

Although their lives were tough, everyone was still enjoying themselves.

However, Xiaoyu thought that since she was already here and everyone treated her so well, she must find a way to bring her family to a comfortable life. At the very least, she should be able to eat and dress well.

She planned to see if there were any business opportunities. Once she earned some money, she could switch to a room with a toilet. It would be best if she could have one each. Because this house is not only small, but also rented, how can this be okay?

After dinner, Zhang Daniu and Zhang Xiaoquan left the restaurant. Zhang Xiaoyu helped to clean the house and wash the dishes.

Zhao Qun sat on a stool and embroidered some flowers. Xiaoyu had seen them before. The embroidery was really good. Her mother had embroidered these Packets and Packets to exchange for money in the town.

It was a pity that she was born lacking the ability to do so. Since she was unable to obtain the embroidery needle, her mother would not make things difficult for her. She would also not make things difficult for him, so he had to think of another way.

After Zhang Xiaoyu had tidied up the house, she prepared to go for a walk. These past few days, she had been living a miserable life, lying on her bed. Zhao Qun also didn't allow her to get out of her bed, just like a sedan. Mother, I'll go get some water for Father and the others.

After a month, due to illness, he was sick every day. At most, he would just walk out of the courtyard to check on the situation. He didn't dare to walk too far, and if he were to walk too far away, he might not be able to return.

"Alright, you can go now. If you're tired, you can rest and come back soon!" Zhao Qun raised her head and instructed Xiaoyu.

"Sigh, I know, Mother!" Xiaoyu walked out of Zhao Qun's line of sight with a jug in her hand.

"..."

Zhao Qun was a typical gentle and sweet southern type of woman. He was meticulous in his work and his arrangements were in perfect order. He wouldn't get into a fight with anyone, but even if someone tried to bully him, he would just face them head-on. He wouldn't allow himself to swallow his anger, he was an astute and capable lady.

Zhang Daniu wasn't an intelligent person, but he was honest and honest. You treat him so well that he can double you back. If you tricked him, he wouldn't blame you, and he wouldn't get along again.

Zhang Xiaoquan is a big boy, pure of heart, inherited Zhang Daniu's simple and honest, but also Zhao Qun's meticulous, considerate, understanding.

"..."

This was the first time Zhang Xiaoyu had been out since she had transmigrated. She looked at the land that was divided into many small plots, with crops growing on them, green plants, and people working inside.

The village was surrounded by mountains, and everyone lived on the plain below.

Zhang Xiaoyu walked slowly along the small path. It was all mud. Fortunately, it was not a rainy day, otherwise, it would have been covered in mud.

"Xiaoyu, you've recovered?" It's been a long time since I've seen you! " This is Auntie Lee from the village. Her husband is dead. There was also a thirteen-year-old son in the family, who she brought up by herself.