The beginning of the counterattack! The time-traveling boss is famous in Beijing

Still feeling a little dizzy, Qin Ruo simply lay down on the bed, closing her eyes and sorting out the chaotic memories in her mind.

The original owner's family was the only hunter in Changhe Village, and the original owner's father was named Qin Huaizheng.

Qin Huaizheng knew some martial arts and was good at hunting. Every time he went into the mountains, he would get a lot of fish, so he could live a decent life.

Qin Huaizheng has an old mother, Mrs. Qin, and two sons and one daughter.

They are the eldest brother Qin Qiuxi, who is also the original owner.

The eldest son Qin Ziyan and the original owner of Qin are twin siblings, and Qin Ziyan was born a quarter of an hour later than the original owner.

The youngest son, Qin Erlang, also known as Qin Zimu, had just turned eleven.

As for the original owner's mother, Shen, she died of illness a few years after giving birth to Qin Zimu.

Since Qin Huaizheng disappeared in the mountains while hunting three years ago, the Qin family lost its main source of income and its living standards plummeted.

In addition to maintaining the family's daily expenses, he also has to provide for Qin Ziyan, a scholar, with all his expenses, which is a heavy burden.

To describe the Qin family as being penniless now is not an exaggeration at all.

"Sister, sister..." The shouting and knocking outside the door interrupted Qin Ruo's thoughts.

Qin Ruo got up from the bed, opened the door and saw Qin Zimu holding the corner of his clothes, standing at the door of his room with a nervous look on his face.

"I, I boiled some hot water. Do you want to take a bath, sister?" Qin Zimu gave Qin Ruo a flattering smile.

Qin Zimu had a deliberately flattering and cautious smile on his face, revealing a maturity that did not match his age.

This made Qin Ruo feel particularly uncomfortable and a little sad, as if she saw herself in the previous world.

"Okay, I understand." Qin Ruo still said with a stern face and walked towards the kitchen first.

Seeing that Qin Ruo did not refuse, Qin Zimu was delighted and quickly chased after her.

Although the original owner was cold towards Qin Zimu, whenever Qin Zimu was bullied by the children in the village, the original owner would stand in front of him.

This is also the reason why Qin Zimu has particularly liked to follow the original owner since he was a child.

When Qin Ruo came out of the shower, Old Lady Qin came back with several large bags of medicine.

Three sets of medicine cost a total of thirty cents, and Old Lady Qin felt so heartbroken along the way.

She kept cursing Qin Ruo, the troublemaker, for wasting thirty cents.

These thirty cents can almost buy a pound of pork to satisfy your craving.

"This medicine is for applying on the head. Don't let the wound come into contact with water for the next few days. Take this packet of herbs and boil it yourself. There's a lot of work waiting to be done. Don't even think about being lazy."

Old Mrs. Qin was unhappy. She threw a few packets of medicine on the table and started scolding Qin Ruo.

Qin Ziyan finally got a few days off and came back. She was still counting on Qin Qiuxi to go to the mountains and hunt more wild animals to nourish Dalang.

Then make some food for Dalang to take away when he leaves.

Qin Qiuxi caught a cold a few days ago and had not gone into the mountains for several days. He finally went into the mountains and got injured.

Old Mrs. Qin even suspected that Qin Ruo did it on purpose.

"No need!" Qin Ruo said, then turned and walked out.

Not to mention the medicine in her hand, even the Selaginella ovata has a good hemostatic effect. In fact, there is no need to use the medicine in Old Lady Qin's hand at all.

As for the medicine for treating colds, I picked it on the way back.

At this moment, Qin Zimu was in the kitchen and volunteered to make medicine for her.

Listen to what Old Lady Qin said? I'm afraid she still thinks the original owner was deliberately trying to be lazy.

Qin Ruo could probably guess what Old Lady Qin was thinking.

So I don't want to accept this feeling at all.

Although the original owner's death had little direct relationship with Old Lady Qin, it cannot be said to have no influence at all.

If Old Lady Qin had cared a little more about the original owner, she would not have let the original owner go out fishing in order to satisfy Qin Ziyan's appetite even though his body had not yet recovered from a cold he had caught a few days ago.

At noon, Old Lady Qin was so frightened by Qin Ruo's harpoon that she sat on the ground and lost face.

She felt that she was inferior to her granddaughter and wanted to stand up to save face, but Qin Ruo ignored her.

"You little bastard, why are you so angry with me? Can you say something to me?"

This granddaughter seemed to be possessed by a demon today and kept going against her, which made Old Lady Qin very unhappy.

Qin Ruo ignored Old Lady Qin. After drinking the medicine prepared by Qin Zimu, she fell into a deep sleep.

The dreams were full of scenes from past lives, of carrying out various special missions, fighting, chasing, and blood.

When I woke up again, it was already evening.

After a good sleep, Qin Ruo felt much better and finally no longer felt drowsy.

On this side, Old Lady Qin had already prepared dinner.

He even specially killed a chicken, thinking only of nourishing his precious grandson.

After Qin Ziyan and Qin Ruo had a conflict at noon, Qin Ziyan locked himself in the room and skipped lunch out of spite.

It was not until dinner was ready that Old Lady Qin finally coaxed Qin Ziyan out of the room after much coaxing and pleading.

When Qin Ruo arrived at the main room, Qin Ziyan had already sat down at the dining table.

Seeing Qin Ruo, Qin Ziyan's face turned cold.

Qin Ruo didn't care what Qin Ziyan's expression was. If she looked at such a waste for even a second, she was afraid that she would not be able to suppress her fist.

On the table was a pot of stewed chicken soup, a plate of boiled eggs with leeks, and a pot of pickled cabbage.

This kind of food can only be seen when Qin Ziyan is at home.

Qin Ziyan sat there without moving, while Qin Zimu took the initiative to help serve the rice. It was obvious from his actions that he did this often.

In front of Qin Ruo, Old Lady Qin and Qin Zimu was a bowl of thin porridge made with some wild vegetables and brown rice.

But the bowl in front of Qin Ziyan was filled with white rice.

Old Lady Qin always said that Dalang studied hard and couldn’t go hungry, so she would rather she and her family eat less, and Qin Ziyan’s food should not be sloppy.

This is the only hope for the Qin family's future and glory.

When the original owner was still alive, this was a very normal thing.

Now that Qin Ruo has taken over today, this meal is destined to not be peaceful.

As usual, Old Lady Qin picked up two chicken legs with a spoon and was about to put them into Qin Ziyan's bowl when Qin Ruo stopped her with her chopsticks.

She first put a chicken leg in her own bowl and gave the other one to Qin Zimu.

It’s not that Qin Ruo loves eating chicken legs, she’s simply unhappy with Old Lady Qin’s behavior.

Looking at the chicken legs in the bowl, Qin Zimu first looked up at Old Lady Qin in shock, then secretly glanced at Qin Ziyan.

Seeing Qin Ziyan's face that was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out, he immediately panicked.

Whenever a chicken was slaughtered at home, the chicken legs would always be reserved for Qin Ziyan, and Qin Zimu never dared to even dream of having them.

Qin Zimu picked up the chicken leg and was about to put it into Qin Ziyan's bowl.

"If you don't eat it, I'll throw it out to feed the wild cats." Qin Ruo took a bite of the chicken leg without even raising her eyelids.

Qin Ruo ignored the astonished expression of Old Lady Qin and the gloomy face of Qin Ziyan.

Qin Zimu held the big chicken leg, not knowing whether to eat it or not, so he simply put down his chopsticks.

"Qin Qiuxi, what do you mean? Are you deliberately going against me?"

Qin Ziyan, whose dignity and privileges were challenged again, stood up suddenly and stared at Qin Ruo, his eyes filled with anger.

In Qin Ziyan's eyes, this chicken leg originally belonged to him.

It had always been like this before, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"I caught the pheasant, and I can give it to whoever I want to eat. You have never even picked up a piece of firewood, and you have never earned a penny for this family. What qualifications do you have to make a comment?"

Qin Ruo spoke coldly, she was extremely annoyed with Qin Ziyan.

So when it comes to saying harsh words, there is no psychological burden.