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

This thatched hut has not been repaired for many years and no one lives in it. It is very dilapidated. Although it has been cleaned up for a day, it still cannot keep out the cold, especially as winter is approaching.

The house needs to be renovated urgently, but there is no money!!

Guo Xin looked at the taro in the basket and thought that he had to make the taro into dried taro. For the time being, he could only make money by making dried taro.

Guo Xin maintained his habit of living in the apocalypse and got up at daybreak.

Thinking that there were indeed a lot of things to do today, he looked at the three people who were sleeping and shook them.

"Er Ya, do you have any work to do so early?"

Daya was woken up first. She thought that since the autumn harvest was over, there should be no work to do. The house had been almost cleaned up yesterday, and there was no rush to work in the fields.

Guo Xin nodded, and suddenly understood why the Guo family was so poor. It turned out that they were lazy every day when there was no work, and did not find other ways to make a living.

Not to mention that now that they have moved into this home with nothing, the children in this family have no sense of crisis at all.

Guo Xin quickly prepared their toiletries and took some chicken to stew some porridge.

Fortunately, there are not many people living near home, otherwise if people see the family eating meat every day, they would suspect that the second branch of the Guo family, who are so poor that they can barely afford to eat, have done something shameful.

San Ya came over with sleepy eyes and asked, "Sister, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

“Chicken porridge.”

When San Ya heard that there was still meat, she sobered up instantly and ran back to the house, shouting, "Sidan, big sister, let's have chicken porridge in the morning!"

Guo Xin looked at San Ya who was jumping and running away with a smile in her eyes.

There is a lot of work to do today. Even though the weather is a bit cold now, the chicken cannot be kept for long, so it needs to be eaten today.

……

Guo Dadan brought his brother back home. Aunt Guo saw that both of their clothes were covered with mud and thought that the two had been hanging out somewhere again.

Aunt Guo was about to start scolding when she saw that her youngest son was covered in bruises and his clothes were torn.

She was so anxious that she went forward to check if her youngest son had any injuries under his clothes. This son looked most like her. If it weren't for the abnormal fetal position and difficult birth, he would have definitely become a juren.

Aunt Guo looked carefully and after confirming that there were no injuries, she patted the stool with one hand and said to Guo Dadan, "Kneel down!"

When Guo Dadan heard this, he was startled. He knew that his younger brother was his mother's bottom line, and it seemed that he would be beaten today.

However, he had been beaten many times over the years, and he was already familiar with the process of being beaten.

As soon as he knelt down, tears streamed down his face and he said sadly, "Mother... I know I was wrong."

"Originally, I wanted to take my brother to grab San Ya back as my wife. This was also agreed upon."

"We had originally chosen to go when Arya was not around, but... who would have thought that Arya would come back in time and, seeing her brother, would throw something at him before she even got close to him."

When Mrs. Guo heard this, she stood up in anger. That was her most precious son, and that money-loser actually dared to hit him.

But she was still rational. When she heard that Arya was about to hit her son from a distance and hit him, she hesitated.

When did Erya become so strong? If she had the strength a long time ago, why would the second branch of the Guo family have to live such a miserable life? Could it be that Erya had a close call with death and still gained the strength?

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but get goosebumps and felt her body go cold, so she said coldly: "Get up, don't provoke Arya in the future, and stop all the calculations in your mind."

Guo Dadan was slapping himself in the face while apologizing.

At this moment, he suddenly heard his mother say that there was no need to fight, and there was deep doubt in his eyes, but he was not tactless, and immediately said: "I know, mother."

……

At this time, Guo Xin took Sidan to the mountain to dig taro, pick up branches, cut bamboo, and dig some mud.

I have to say, the mountain is really full of treasures. Everything is useful and you can make a fortune by processing it.

Thinking of this, Guo Xin really wanted to replace the bamboo strips used to wipe his butt at home with paper towels. This was a grievance that he had never experienced in the end times. In the end times, even if there were no paper towels, there was high-tech one-click way to clean the butt.

Because Daya and Sanya are usually the ones who do the cooking, their knife skills are the best.

Therefore, the two of them stayed in the yard and washed and cut the taro according to Guo Xin's instructions.

San Ya looked at the taro in her hand and was really worried that all her efforts would be in vain. After all, taro was said to be poisonous.

"Sister, does anyone really eat these?"

The taro was quickly cut into evenly thin slices in Daya's hands. Looking at the purple slices in her hands, Daya hesitated and said, "This is such a beautiful thing, someone should try it, right?"

"After all, the taste of taro is really good. Although I haven't tried taro chips yet, I think they can't be bad."

San Ya nodded unconsciously upon hearing this and stopped thinking too much about it. After all, this was the only way she could make a fortune now.

Before noon, the remaining taro from yesterday had been cut into evenly thick slices by the two of them.

Daya and Sanya were worried because Guo Xin had not told them what to do with the remaining steps and only told them to wait for her to come back.

The two of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

After thinking for a while, Daya said, "Let's heat up the porridge from this morning. They should be hungry when they come back."

After saying that, the two of them walked to the stove, opened the pot, and prepared to light a fire to heat up the rice.

I saw something brown on the edge of the pot, which I had never seen before. Looking at the earthen bowl, it looked a bit like the bowl I used to catch the chicken blood yesterday.

While thinking, Guo Xin brought Sidan back to the yard. Seeing the yard full of taro slices, he knew that both of them should have cut them.

"Big sister, San Ya, we are back."

Sidan couldn't wait to say, "Sister, come quickly, there are a lot of taro here."

Hearing this, the two people at the stove no longer cared about the fire and hurried to the yard.

When San Ya saw that the taro that Si Dan had poured out had filled up the entire yard, she couldn't help but shout, "Were these all dug from the mountain?"

Sidan looked at the taro proudly, put his hands on his hips and said, "Yes, my second sister and I dug it together. We also brought back some bamboo, mud and some firewood. My sister said she wanted to repair the house and open up the wasteland to grow some food!"

Guo Xin looked at the two people who had obviously come from the stove and asked, "Are you making a fire?"

"Yes, I thought of heating up some food for you and Sidan. I was afraid you had consumed too much energy and might be hungry." Daya said.

Guo Xin raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "It's okay, I'm not hungry, and Sidan is not hungry either, right?"

"I'm not hungry! I'm still full of energy."

Guo Xin looked around in the yard and found that there were quite a lot of stones here as they had not been used for a long time. He found a few thinner stones and moved them to the stove.

Watching Guo Xin's actions, everyone gathered around Guo Xin, wanting to help.

Guo Xin was seen laying stone slabs on the stove, stacking them in two layers, and placing the large pot that was rarely used at home upside down on the stone slabs.

San Ya looked at Guo Xin's actions and was really confused: "Sister, what is this for?"

Hearing San Ya's question, Daya and Sidan all glued their eyes to Guo Xin, wondering what Guo Xin would say.

"Well, it's just like when we roast things, like pheasants, rabbits, taro, etc. We usually roast them in the fire, but the temperature is too high and they will burn."

"Sometimes, if there's nothing to block the fire, it won't reach the temperature we want. So I built this slate box, which allows me to control the fire very well."

"As long as someone is watching the fire, the food won't burn. Because it's isolated from the outside, the temperature can be maintained well."

Guo Xin tried her best to explain to them using simple and easy-to-understand words.