Wait for me, and watch me fight my way back to the reincarnation path

As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person, so she had to smile in response.

"Really? Thank you. You live here too?"

"Yes... that small courtyard."

The woman pointed to a larger yard two houses away.

"Hey? Your house is better, isn't it? Was your house divided, too? How was it divided?"

"Yes, it's divided by population and...official rank," the woman said in a low voice.

“……”Qin Qiong.

Qin Qiong was so angry!

Great! She has no one to rely on, no money to pay for it, and her family background is small!

What kind of situation is this!

God!

"Just kill me!" she screamed to the sky!

At this time, a child of seven or eight years old walked out of the house.

Qin Qiong narrowed his eyes, turned around to look at Aunt Mei and asked, "My nephew?"

"Yes"

Aunt Mei still had a serious face.

"Very good! This time we have both the elderly and the young."

Qin Qiong was really about to cry.

It’s too difficult for her!

There were five families investigated this time. The lightest punishment for one family was just dismissal and demoted to a commoner, while the heaviest punishment was that almost all the family members were killed.

The other three were assigned here.

The Ming Dynasty valued military power over culture, so some rules were not so strict. The families of imprisoned officials like theirs could be redeemed with money.

Therefore, the daughter-in-law's family would often try to redeem their own daughters, and in doing so, they would also help redeem the girls and boys who were not yet ten years old, so as to prevent the children from coming to such places.

If people come here, unless there is an imperial decree to recall them, there will be no hope for the whole family, especially the children.

Therefore, those who can come together are either the elderly in the family, some middle-aged or elderly women who are in love with their spouses, or boys who are over ten years old.

But Brother Qin’s child is still here, which means that his wife really doesn’t want to wait anymore and doesn’t even want the child.

And she, the eldest daughter, was divorced and sent home.

Now, the Qin family has no connections in the capital, which means there is no hope at all.

Qin Qiong walked into the shabby house with a bitter face. Oh my God, it was even more shabby inside.

There wasn't even a living room. There was a room in the middle with a kitchen, and one room on each side. The man had already occupied the room on the left, so she could only go to the one on the right.

As soon as she entered the house, she actually saw a small wall at the innermost part of the house, and there was some... smell.

She thought about it and realized that this house was used to raise livestock in the past.

Qin Qiong's living environment has changed from being corrupt and decadent to being extremely poor and weak...

It’s all the old society, the difference is too great!

Think about it, let alone her first life, even last time, she also lived in the Duke's Mansion, okay!

What went wrong?

Is it because of this that Xiaoyan ran away in such a hurry?

She looked at the straw on the ground, turned around and waved to Aunt Mei, asking her to put down her package and follow her.

Aunt Mei followed her without saying a word and returned to the courtyard they had just arrived at.

Qin Qiong found the old yamen runner Chen and asked for the useless straw and wooden boards. When the other yamen runners heard this, they hurried to deliver them to them.

Finally, he gave her some of the leftover food from the journey, which made Qin Qiong feel very uncomfortable.

She regretted it so much! If she had known it would be so hard here, could she have run away?

If she had known that this place was so poor, could she have kept Chentou's money?

When it was time for dinner, Daixiang came over and asked the eldest lady to go out for dinner.

When she came out and looked, she saw that it was still the things left by the yamen runners, and there was not even a cup of hot water.

She grabbed a pancake, ate it, and walked out of the room.

There is a small yard outside, which is a mess.

This place was strange, too. When they came here, there were some places where people could freeze to death after snowing. But this place, as if it was nestled in a valley, was not as cold as those places outside.

This is the only way now. I have to find a way to survive first, she thought.

First you need to figure out where you are, what the laws are, the customs, the basic rules of the world, etc. before you can make the next decision.

Thinking of this, her mood wasn't so bad anymore.

She turned her head and looked at the father and son in the room who were eating the food she brought back with big mouthfuls and had absolutely no manners. It seemed that these people were really in trouble.

"Is there any water?" she asked.

Uncle Qin raised his head and pointed to the kettle on the stove.

She walked over and found that they were burning coal.

She picked up the kettle, which was empty, and shook it at the man.

"There's no water. We need to go get some."

The child whispered back to her.

"Didn't I ask you to fetch some water?"

The man spoke loudly to the child.

"He's still a kid!"

Qin Qiong interrupted him. She now hated this man who was said to be her brother.

She didn't want to pay any more attention to him, so she asked the child where to get water, then she picked up a bucket and walked out of the yard.

But the child followed out, pointed ahead and led the way.

Looking at the child, Qin Qiong felt sad again.

There was only one well in this area. It was cooking time, and people were already queuing up to draw water at the well. Qin Qiong had no choice but to wait until the people ahead had finished drawing water.

"Uncle Qu, this is my aunt, our family has arrived"

The child suddenly spoke to the man who was drawing water.

The man nodded, looked at Qin Qiong, and poured the water he had just drawn into Qin Qiong's bucket.

"Thank you, Uncle Qu!"

The child quickly thanked the man.

Qin Qiong felt a little embarrassed because she saw that the lower half of the man's right leg was a piece of wood.

On the way back, she asked the child what his name was, how old he was, how many days he had been here, and whether he liked it here.

And who is this Uncle Qu?

After all, the Qin family is a family with a long tradition of poetry and literature. The child is very handsome and well-mannered. He speaks, walks, and even answers questions in a very well-behaved manner. Qin Qiong likes this child a little.

Qin Zhan, seven years old.

My father came with the grandfathers, uncles and aunts from those three families.

I've been here for a few days, I don't like it here, I miss home.

But I knew I couldn’t go back…I didn’t expect my aunt would come.

Uncle Qu was a neighbor who lived next to their house. He had a very nice young lady. She had been giving him food for the past two days. Otherwise, he and his father would have had nothing to eat and would have almost starved to death.

When I got home, Aunt Mei was already preparing to light a fire on the stove, waiting for incense but not using the stove.

Qin Qiong remembered that Daixiang was a house-born child who had served Young Master Qin since childhood and was taken in by Young Master Qin as soon as he grew up. He thought that Daixiang would not be capable of all these.

Perhaps it is because of the friendship since childhood that we are always together even though we are thousands of miles apart.

But this stove was not easy to use and only produced smoke, which choked several people. The child then ran to ask for help.

So, Uncle Qu came again.

Aunt Mei thanked the man, and the man helped to fix the stove. Soon the fire was lit, and several people hurriedly invited the man to sit down, thanked him, and asked him to at least have a drink of water.

Even Qin Qiong nodded and bowed.

I have to thank them. The stove is not working properly. I won’t have any meals in the future.