Traveling through ancient times, I led my family to prosperity

The chickens at home were clucking. Xiao Lan added some chicken feed into the trough, looked at her little hands, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Second sister, I'll help you."

My younger brother, Xiaowen, is eight years old this year. His family lives in Shengjiatun. The food at home is poor, and his physical development is not as good as that of other children of the same age in the village. He is about the same age as a five or six-year-old child.

"What are you all standing there for? There's a lot of work to do at home. Come over here and take a break."

She was howling and calling for help.

The brother and sister looked at each other.

This old hag only knew how to order the people in the third room to do things.

They did not separate and lived together as a whole family. Old man Sheng Lin and old woman Cui had four sons and two daughters.

The eldest son Sheng Nuo is the only scholar in the village. The old man is proud of this. In order to make it convenient for him to study, he bought him a house in the town.

The eldest son's family of six lived in the town, and they lived a comfortable life relying on the support of the old Sheng family. This year, he has reached the age of 40, but he is still a scholar and has not been able to make further progress.

Sheng Nuo has a son and a daughter. The eldest son Sheng Hong has high expectations from the family. He married and has a daughter at the age of twenty. He has been studying in a private school since he was five years old. After passing the examination for a scholar at the age of fifteen, he worked harder and never missed the examination for a scholar, but he failed again and again. His wife's maiden name is Xu. She opened a grocery store in the town. Although they are not rich, they can still achieve a well-off level. Sheng Hong and his wife Xu have a very harmonious marriage life. Their daughter Daya is already two years old.

Sheng Nuo's daughter is called Sheng Xiaoru, she is beautiful and has passed the age of marriage. Her mother Wang is worried about her marriage. She is neither too high nor too low, and she has been picking and choosing but still can't find a suitable family. Wang's family is in Banpo Village not far from Shengjia Village. Since Wang's parents passed away, her brothers have lived in poverty.

The second son, Sheng Kai, was born to the old man Sheng and lived in the east end of the courtyard. The second son's wife, Shen, was a lazy woman who lived in Zaozhuang Village, not far from here. The couple's sons, Sheng Yuan and Sheng Liang, had never been to school and had helped with farm work since they were young. Their daughter, Sheng Xiaocao, followed Shen around all day.

The third family is hers. Her father, Sheng Xuan, is an honest farmer who is busy with his livelihood in the fields every day. Her mother, Zhang, is also a simple and hardworking rural woman. She is busy with her work at home after finishing her work in the fields. She can't stay idle for a moment. Cui used to look down on her the most and pushed all the heavy and tiring work at home to her. Since Xiaowen was born, her life has been a little better. She also has an older sister named Xiaoting, who is thirteen years old. Her name is Xiaolan, three years younger than her older sister.

The fourth son is Sheng Hao, his wife is Liu, his son is Sheng Tao, and his daughter is Sheng Ye. Liu is not liked by Cui, and is even worse than Zhang. At least Zhang has a powerful family.

The eldest daughter, Sheng Lanhua, and her family live in the town. They have a son and a daughter, but they have never returned to Shengjia Village until they grow up.

The younger girl, Sheng Chunhua, is about the same age as the older girl, Sheng Xiaoru, and is also unmarried.

She came here a month ago. She opened her eyes despite the headache and saw Zhang, Xiaoting and Xiaowen crying around her. Her father was sitting under the kang smoking. She opened her mouth to make some sound, and after a few times, she realized that she had lost her voice. Finally, Xiaowen found that she had woken up and shook Zhang's arm, "Mom, my second sister is awake, look!"

"Xiao Lan, you're awake... I was so scared... woooo" Zhang hugged her and cried even harder.

His father Sheng Xuan quickly stood up and ran out, "Mother, I'll go get the doctor over..."

Soon, the whole family got the news and gathered around. Her grandmother Cui came over to take a look and said, "She's not going to die. Don't just stay in this room. Go do what you need to do."

After seeing that the child was fine, the eldest family followed Cui and left. Her second aunt and fourth aunt comforted Zhang, "Xiao Lan's mother, don't cry. The child is awake and fine."

After the village doctor Li came to diagnose him, he said, "It's fine once you wake up. You can recover if you take good care of yourself."

Zhang put down her snacks a little, wiped away her tears and said, "Doctor Li, look at my Xiaolan, why is she not talking?"

"Maybe he was frightened. He will be fine in two days."

During the days of recuperation, Xiaolan heard from Xiaowen and Xiaoting that she was found at the foot of the mountain. There was a big hole in her head and blood was all over the floor. She was breathing out more than breathing in. Her father carried her back and asked her grandmother for money to treat her injuries. After Cui came to see her, she said that she was dying and it would be a waste of money to ask a doctor. No matter how much her parents kowtowed and begged, they refused. Grandpa Sheng and his friends discussed rolling up a broken mat to bury her, but her mother tried to stop them, saying that the child was still warm and alive.

The couple couldn't bear to watch their daughter die like this, so Zhang took out a silver hairpin from the bottom of her treasured box and asked her father to invite a doctor. After taking herbal medicine for a few days, there was no improvement. Just as the doctor asked her family to prepare for the funeral and left with a shake of his head, Xiaolan woke up.

She had just graduated from college and started working. On her way to work, she was hit and killed by a large truck that ran a red light, and then came to this strange place.

"Mom, please give me some eggs and millet. Xiaolan is too weak and needs to be nourished."

Xiao Lan lay on the kang and listened to her mother's humble and pleading voice outside.

"What are you going to eat, you loser!" Her grandmother glared at Zhang angrily, "Don't get in the way here, have you finished your housework?"

"Mom, Xiaolan is still young, she can't stand eating beans and rice all day long..."

Her grandfather couldn't stand it any longer, "Old woman, go get two kilograms of millet and ten eggs for the third brother's family, so that Xiaolan can have a small meal instead of eating from the big pot."

"God, how much food is there in the house for you to be so arrogant? You've been spoiled by a money-losing girl." She grumbled as she walked towards the kitchen. "Eat these, there's no more!" Cui handed the food to Zhang in a bad mood.

Zhang thanked Mr. Sheng and Mrs. Cui repeatedly.

Xiao Lan has gradually regained her spirits these past few days. Looking at the mottled walls of her home, the wooden beams and the wooden lattice windows covered with several layers of window paper, and listening to the noise in the yard, she has gradually adapted to life here.

"Xiao Lan, our mother has asked for some fine grains for you, so that you can be well taken care of in the future." Her eldest sister, who looked to be only in her teens, had two pigtails and was lying on the edge of the kang with a smile on her face as she talked to her.

"Second sister, I won't fight with you for delicious food in the future. You have to be good to yourself." The younger brother Xiaowen stood on tiptoe next to his elder sister and lay on the edge of the kang to look at her.

Xiao Lan thought to herself that although the family was not well off, they were all very kind. She could not go back to her original world, so she had to live well in this world from now on...

"Xiao Lan, eat something quickly. This is the millet porridge that your mother made especially for you." Zhang came into the house with a big bowl and a smile on her face.

Xiao Lan was very hungry, and had been lying on the kang for the past few days, drinking bean porridge and eating steamed corn bread every day. Her face, which had already lost too much blood, became even paler.

She glanced at the millet porridge in the bowl. There was more soup than rice. Just as she was about to put it into her mouth, she saw the brother and sister next to her staring at her eagerly.