Eating melons and raising children in the period literature

When I entered the main room, I saw several children who had just cried and were now trying hard not to cry out loud.

"Hello, young comrade, I am the political commissar of the division. My last name is Chen Shuangying. You can just call me Uncle Chen," the man said gently.

"Hello, I'm Yang Qingshan's sister, what are you doing here?" Yang Qingqing tried hard to control her voice from trembling.

"I came here this time to tell you... I... the organization is sorry for you. I didn't expect that there would be an accident during this mission, which led to the sacrifice of Comrade Qingshan and Comrade Xuemei. Please accept my condolences," Uncle Chen said with a heavy face.

"This is not true, no, my parents will be back soon, I don't believe it, you are lying to me, I don't believe it~ I don't believe it~" Wenxuan shouted, cried and shook his head, his face full of tears, he looked like he was completely broken down

Yang Qingqing immediately ran over and hugged him

"It's not true, it's not true, Wenxuan, calm down, you still have your aunt, you still have your aunt, don't be like this"

"We understand. Do you have anything else to say?" Wen Jing said calmly. If her face wasn't covered in tears, you probably wouldn't have noticed that she was sad.

"Sister...sister...sister...sister...what are you talking about? I don't understand...I don't understand" Wen Yuan asked Wen Jing.

Wen Qian was also looking at this and that, wondering what her aunt, brother, and sister were doing.

But she knew that everyone in her family was crying, so she cried too.

Wenyuan was very confused. He knew about the death and sacrifice, but he didn't know why he came to his own house to tell

The scene was in chaos. By the time Yang Qingqing had calmed down several children, an hour had passed.

"Uncle Chen, I understand. I met my sister-in-law yesterday. We..." Yang Qingqing said while choking up.

"It's okay. I'm here today to formally notify the family members, and then you can contact your other relatives," Uncle Chen said gently, patting Yang Qingqing on the shoulder.

"We don't have any other relatives left. The only ones left are my second brother and his wife's family. I called my second brother this afternoon to inform him. My eldest sister-in-law doesn't have any relatives either, so I don't know who else to inform."

Uncle Chen said, "I already knew your family situation before I came here. Your parents were also soldiers and died while on duty. Now your eldest brother and his wife are also soldiers. And your second brother and his wife are also soldiers. Don't worry, the organization will not mistreat the children of martyrs."

Yang Qingqing: "We believe in the organization and the party. We just can't accept the sudden death of our loved ones. We...we will live a good life. This is what our family wants to see."

Several children just kept crying and couldn't stop

Uncle Chen: "We will come back in a few days. Please accept my condolences. I hope you will be fine. I will greet people and take care of you. We will leave first. You... um..."

Yang Qingqing: "Okay, please be careful on the road, I won't go out for now, please hold the door for me, we will be fine, thank you organization, thank you Uncle Chen"

Chen Shuangying left with his two guards

Yang Qingqing looked at the crying little kids and didn't know how to comfort them.

Liu Wenjing was surprisingly calm at this time. Although she was sad about the death of her loved ones, she still felt helpless.

"Wenjing, what's wrong with you? You look a little strange. Are you feeling unwell?" Yang Qingqing asked

"I'm fine, auntie, it's just that my parents are gone, my biological parents are gone too. I finally felt like I had a home again, but now it seems like it's gone again.

I don't know, how should I say it?

Aunt, can I still call you aunt? Will I still be with you?" Wen Jing said

"Sister, where have you been? Mom and Dad are gone. Are you going to leave too? I want my sister. I don't want her to leave me." Wenxuan hugged Wenjing and said.

Yang Qingqing said, "That's not true. Don't listen to your sister's nonsense. I am your sister. Wen Jing, I will always be your aunt. Don't think too much. The most important thing now is the affairs of your elder brother and sister-in-law, your parents."

"Aunt, are mom and dad really not coming back? Is this true? I don't believe it." Yang Wenxuan looked cautious.

Yang Qingqing said seriously, "Really? But you still have your aunt, your second uncle, your second aunt, and many other people who care about us. We must live well, eat well, be happy every day, and study hard."

Wen Qian opened her eyes wide and looked at Yang Qingqing and said, "Aunt, if I eat well now, will my parents come back?"

"Yeah, yeah... Wen Qian, go eat quickly and share some with your brother and sister." Yang Qingqing didn't know how to tell a 3-year-old child that he would have no parents in the future.

After all, Yang Qingqing herself lost her parents when she was very young in the 60s. Yang Qingqing in the 21st century was raised by a nanny since she was a child. Yang Qingqing in the 60s had an adult brother to raise her.

Now there is really no one to take care of the children. There are only five people left in the family, all of whom are minors, including Yang Qingqing herself, who is only 16 years old.

Yang Qingqing thought to herself: Fortunately, I am here. If it were the previous Yang Qingqing, I would not know what to do now. I am a 32-year-old aunt and I am at a loss, let alone a 16-year-old girl.

Yang Qingqing coaxed the children, asked them to eat some cold steamed buns and drink some warm water, and then let them go back to their rooms.

Currently, Wenjing and Wenqian sleep in one room, while Wenxuan and Wenyuan sleep in one room.

Originally, Wen Qian slept with her parents, and Wen Jing slept with Yang Qingqing, but now Wen Qian sleeps with Yang Qingqing and the others.

It was daytime now, so Yang Qingqing asked Wen Jing to take Wen Qian back to her room, and she sat in the living room to think about what to do next.

"First, I must notify my second brother and his family, and then my eldest brother and his wife's funeral. I don't need to worry about this.

Then there are the problems of the children's lives.

By the way, Yang Qingqing took the job recruitment exam yesterday. The result will be announced today. I don’t know how it will turn out. I will call my second brother this afternoon and visit him on the way.

If I pass the exam, my family will definitely be more relaxed.

It would be bad if I failed the exam. I have to go to the countryside at this time. I don't know what to do in Yang Qingqing's situation.

There are also several children whose future lives are in question. Although I can provide for them well, the key is that the secrets cannot be exposed. No one can tell the secrets. This concerns their lives.

With a job, I should be able to support these kids openly. After all, there are pensions, family savings, and monthly wages.

I just don't know what my second brother is thinking. He has a family to support. If he takes us with him, it will be a burden.

I don't know what the second sister-in-law thinks yet

Also, if I work here in the future, what should I do with my personality? It can't be too different from the original owner. I can't be shocked and become a different person. If I am noticed and become a spy, I will not be able to survive. This is when there are spies everywhere.

The whole country is trying to catch spies. I can't afford to be involved in something like this.

It's so annoying. What should I do?

This one doesn't work, that one doesn't work, it feels like there's no way that works.

This is like guarding a treasure mountain but cannot be used.

After all, people cannot be separated from society.

I'm so annoyed. What should I do?

How come other people's journeys through time are not so complicated? It feels like they fit in right away, but for me, there are pitfalls everywhere, and they are all big ones, and I'll be finished if I'm not careful."

Yang Qingqing rested her chin on her hand, staring blankly at the door.

It seems like I am in a daze, but in fact I am already going crazy inside

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. I'll cook for the kids first. After all, I only had one bite this morning."

After thinking about it, I stood up and walked to the kitchen. When I entered the kitchen, I looked helpless again.

I really don't know how to use a clay stove, and I don't know how to make a fire. I've only watched a short video, but I've never done it myself.

Yang Qingqing thought to herself, "Let's learn from the video! It shouldn't be difficult!!!"

"This is too damn difficult. I can't do it. What can I do? His brain can do it, but his hands can't. He has memories of the past, but he just can't do it with his hands. What can I do? This chimney must not have smoke, otherwise where will the food come from?"

"Explode, destroy, I'm tired," Look at the sun, it's time for lunch, and I haven't even started a fire yet

This is Liu Wenjing pushing the door open and saying, "Auntie, let me help you. I can play by myself now."

"Yes, Wenjing, my aunt is busy today, so come and help me. Let's do it together. How about making a simple dumpling soup?"

Yang Qingqing thought to herself: I am not very good at cooking with a big pot, and the dumpling soup is simple and convenient, so it shouldn’t go wrong.

Wen Jing said, "Okay, auntie, I'll make the fire, you go do something else."

Yang Qingqing said, "Okay, you light the fire first, I'll go prepare it, we'll eat the dumpling soup first, it's a bit late to do anything else now."

Wen Jing said, "Aunt, no need. We just had white flour buns this morning. Let's eat cornmeal porridge. Is it bad to eat white flour again?"

"No, it's okay. We don't eat like this every day. Don't worry, Auntie knows what's going on."

Yang Qingqing thought to herself: Let alone eating white flour twice a day, even if I eat it every day, I can still support you. I'm just afraid that you don't want to eat. It's true that children from poor families have to grow up early.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, auntie."

Yang Qingqing took 5 eggs from the space while Wen Jing was not paying attention. She just saw that there were no eggs at home, so she planned to make fried eggs for the children. After all, they were still young and had cried for several times.

Yang Qingqing saw that the water had boiled, so she asked Wen Jing to inform the other children that it was time to eat.

Yang Qingqing made five big bowls of dumpling soup, and each person had a poached egg. They took it out and placed it on the table in the main hall.

The children are sitting well.

"Aunt, are we eating so well today? There are eggs too," Wen Yuan said.

Yang Qingqing said, "Well, Wenyuan, be obedient. Your aunt will cook for you in the future. Come and eat. Your aunt will be out for a while this afternoon. You are all alone at home. Don't open the door to anyone. Got it?"

"Aunt, I can't eat, I don't want to eat," Wenxuan said

Wen Jing then said, "Aunt, I don't have much appetite either. Please give the food to my younger brothers and sisters."

"No, everyone has to finish their meals. Don't worry, there's enough for everyone. Don't think too much. I'll take care of everything. Eat quickly!"

Only the two little ones were eating the delicacies that they couldn't eat normally. Wenjing and Wenxuan really didn't know how to appreciate it.

After cleaning up the dishes, Yang Qingqing instructed, "Wenjing, Auntie has to go out for something. You take care of your brothers and sisters. Don't go out and don't talk to strangers. Do you hear me? Auntie will be back soon."

"Okay, I will take good care of my brothers and sisters, aunt, you can go without worry."

Yang Qingqing packed up and went out