The Second Sister of a Farmer's Family's Path to Imperial Destiny

"Big sister, second sister, is this our home from now on?"

San Ya and Si Dan looked at the dilapidated thatched house with weeds growing taller than the house, and couldn't help but doubt whether it was really habitable.

Guo Xin looked at the dilapidated thatched hut, which was even worse than Uncle Guo’s cowshed. But there was indeed no other house nearby. But it didn’t matter, a new life was about to begin.

"Yes! From now on this home belongs to us. It no longer belongs to anyone else! We can just clean it up and move in."

Daya looked at the tattered thatched hut, feeling a little worried but also very proud. Since ancient times, women have never had a place to live, but now they have one. No matter how tattered it is, it is a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

But looking at his little brothers and sisters, he asked softly, "We will live here in the future. Are you afraid?"

Sanya and Sidan looked at Daya firmly, their eyes flickering, and they said in unison: "Don't be afraid! You won't be afraid when you are with your family."

Guo Xin took the lead and took out a sickle from the backpack and cut a handful of grass: "Sanya, Sidan, you cut grass here and clean up the grass around the house. It will be good if we can go in. My sister and I will go to the back mountain to dig some wild vegetables. We will have a new house meal tonight!"

Guo Xin had already inquired before coming and found out that there were no wild animals around, so he dared to let San Ya and Si Dan stay here alone to clean up the new house.

Daya looked at the shabby house and her two little brothers and sisters and couldn't bear it: "Erya, go by yourself. Sanya, Sidan and I will clean up and clean up the house as well. This way it will be faster."

Seeing that Daya was so persistent, Guo Xin no longer forced her to go digging wild vegetables with him, and was happy to be alone.

The thatched house is located on the west side of the village, connected to the western mountain. Villagers often come here to dig some wild vegetables and chop some firewood.

Because he came here alone, Guo Xin wanted to hunt some wild animals. He hadn't eaten normal meat for a long time. He used to take potions every day in the apocalypse, but after coming here, he had vegetarian meals every day. They were so light and there was no oil at all.

Guo Xin carried a hoe and wanted to hunt some pheasants or rabbits, but unfortunately, after walking in the mountains for a quarter of an hour, he didn't see a single chicken. Not to mention chickens, there were not even any snakes that often appeared in the mountains.

Guo Xin temporarily gave up the idea of ​​eating meat and honestly looked for wild vegetables. He lowered his head and searched everywhere. Relying on the knowledge of crops he learned from books in his previous life, he finally distinguished a bunch of taro from a pile of weeds.

It should be that the people in the village don't know how to handle it. Once they touch the taro, they will feel extremely itchy, so they seldom dig it up to eat, unless they are so hungry that they have nothing to eat.

Come to think of it, isn't this the situation I'm about to face?

Guo Xin couldn't help but laugh out loud, but she still believed that with her own abilities, she could still live a colorful life. She didn't need to become a king, a prince, or a general, but she could still live a life without worries about food and clothing.

Guo Xin looked at the taro seedlings carefully. The leaves were broad oval, and the petioles gradually changed from green to coffee red from bottom to top, all the way to the leaf core. This should be the betel nut taro mentioned in the textbooks.

I just didn't know if they were cooked, so I took a hoe and dug a few times, and rolled out a few oval-shaped taro.

Looking at this good-looking taro, I can't help but think of taro chips, taro soup, taro steamed pork ribs...

As he was thinking, Guo Xin's stomach growled.

Guo Xin thought that after climbing the mountain for so long, he should have almost finished his breakfast, so he decided to roast some taro to eat first, in order to avoid fainting on the ground before getting down the mountain.

While thinking, he had already started picking up some firewood and hay, and dug a hole with a hoe, spread some hay and firewood on the bottom, put taro on it, and then covered it with hay.

Guo Xin took out the flint from the backpack, held the flint in his left hand and the fire stone in his right hand, and scraped the surface of the flint quickly and forcefully in one direction.

Soon, red sparks jumped out and landed on the hay.

Guo Xin blew at the hay and it immediately caught fire.

Looking at the rising fire, Guo Xin added a small piece of firewood into it.

While waiting for the taro to be roasted, Guo Xin was not idle either. He picked up a hoe and started digging out the rest.

Soon, half the basket was filled, the taro was cooked, and a fragrant aroma of taro wafted out.

Guo Xin took out the taro with a black roasted skin, tore off the burnt skin to reveal the lavender flesh. He took a bite and found it to be soft, glutinous, delicate, and sweet.

I ate two in one go and felt my stomach gradually filling up.

So he wrapped the remaining eight in leaves and placed them on the top of the basket, thinking of taking them back for them to eat.

Looking at the fragrant taro, I couldn't help but think that it would be even better if there were some pheasants. Unfortunately, I have been in the mountains for so long, and I haven't seen any living creatures, let alone pheasants.

Thinking of this, Guo Xin couldn't help feeling a little discouraged. He hadn't eaten meat for a long time and he really wanted to experience the delicious taste of meat.

Carrying the basket on his back, Guo Xin walked down the mountain step by step, thinking that he could not keep his family waiting for too long. He muttered, "Oh God, I have been in the normal world for so long, can you give me a pheasant..."

Maybe it was really God's mercy. A fat pheasant walked slowly past him. It seemed not to be afraid of people. It didn't get scared and fly away when it saw Guo Xin. Instead, it raised its head, turned aside with disdain, and continued to walk slowly while clucking.

When Guo Xin saw the fat chicken, his heart leaped with joy and he kept thanking God for his mercy, while he tried to hold back his joy so as not to scare the fat chicken away.

He bent down, picked up a big stone, and quietly moved towards the pheasant. When the timing was right, he threw the stone in his hand at the pheasant's head with some force.

The pheasant screamed and fainted on the ground. Guo Xin quickly stepped forward, tied up the pheasant and threw it into the backpack.

Guo Xin carried a full basket of things and walked quickly towards home.

However, they did not expect that before they even got close to the dilapidated thatched hut, they heard Daya's angry shouting, Sanya's crying, and the sounds of punching and kicking.

Guo Xin's expression tensed and he ran towards the thatched hut.

I saw the stupid son of Uncle Guo standing in front of his thatched cottage, trying to snatch San Ya away, saying, "Mother said, you are my wife, you can't come here, you are mine."

Guo Dadan and Sidan were fighting. Daya wanted to pull them apart, but she had to make sure Sidan didn't get seriously injured, and she had to protect Sanya at the same time, and she couldn't take care of both.

San Ya was born petite, and she cried and shouted to avoid the claws of the fat and stupid son of Uncle Guo, but she was at a disadvantage because of her physique, and was about to be caught.

Guo Xin threw the taro in her arms hard at her stupid son. Seeing this, Daya immediately pulled Sanya aside and no longer cared about Sidan.