How can someone travel through time and space and become a beggar?

After staying in the town for three days, Xia Chu felt fully recovered and was eager to set off.

Jia Qingwu couldn't persuade her, so the group set off again.

Xia Chu had just opened the carriage curtain and before she could say anything, Cuihua closed it and said, "Miss, you can't be exposed to the wind."

"Yes, that's perfect. Don't catch a cold again." Jia Qingwu said, then teased, "Do you still want to ride a horse?"

"I won't dare anymore." Xia Chu waved his hand and sat down obediently.

When he finally returned to Lin'an that day, Xia Chu sighed: I'm finally home.

When I got home, I felt relaxed all over and wanted to take a nap as soon as I lay down.

It was afternoon, and no one was home except for the two Ans, who were having a blast. Xia Chu held one in each arm, purring for a long time before finally easing her longing.

Jia Qingwu didn't get off the car and went straight back to her home.

Zhao Huazhang and Xia Tian went to see her off together, intending to send her back first, but she insisted on sending Xia Chu back first so that Xia Chu could rest earlier.

As soon as Cuihua got home, she boiled a pot of hot water. Xia Chu took a bath and lay on the couch, waiting for Cuihua to wring her hair dry. After a while, she fell asleep.

Cuihua moved gently and brought a quilt over to cover her.

Xia Tian also came back, and Cuihua wanted to fetch water for him to take a bath. He stretched out his hand to stop her, "I can do it myself, where's the lady?"

"The young lady is asleep." Cuihua lowered her head.

"Then you go and rest for a while, don't worry about me." Xia Tian waved his hand, fetched water, took a shower, changed clothes, and went to the braised meat shop.

Dong Xiaohuan was extremely surprised. "You're back! Have you eaten yet? Is Xiaochu home?"

"Xiaochu fell asleep and didn't have a good lunch. Mom, please bring me some steamed buns to fill my stomach." Xia Tian found a table and sat down.

"Yes, yes, I'll get it." Dong Xiaohuan wiped her hands and went to the back kitchen to pick up a few steamed buns from the pot. She also cut a plate of her favorite braised meat in the summer, a plate of grilled meat, and a plate of pickled vegetables. "Eat quickly, there's more if you're not satisfied."

"Thank you, Mom." Xia Tian was not polite and took a bite of meat and a bite of steamed bun.

"Slow down." Dong Xiaohuan saw that he was eating too fast and was afraid that he would choke. She went to the kitchen and quickly made some egg soup. "Come, have some soup."

"Yeah." Xia Tian smiled at Dong Xiaohuan and drank half a bowl in one gulp.

Dong Xiaohuan was anxious but didn't want to disturb her son's meal. After he finished eating, she asked, "Did the journey go smoothly? Why are you so late?"

"Xia Chu caught a cold on the road. I was always on the road and couldn't get enough rest, so I stayed in the town for a few days." Xia Tian drank the last sip of soup and felt better.

"Oh," Dong Xiaohuan frowned worriedly, "Is she feeling better now? Why did she suddenly get sick? She hasn't had a cold in years."

Xia Tian paused, hesitating whether to tell tales.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her son hesitate to speak, Dong Xiaohuan speculated, "Is it too cold in Huizhou? Can't adapt?"

"No," Xia Tian grinned and made up his mind, "She insisted on riding a horse and I couldn't persuade her to stop. She got sick when the cold wind blew."

"This stubborn girl! She's so disobedient!" Dong Xiaohuan scolded her. Seeing Xia Tian laughing so happily, he complained, "Your sister is sick, and you're still laughing so happily! As the eldest brother, you didn't stop her. It's easy to get sick during this late spring cold, and you're still rushing on the road. What if she develops a chronic illness?"

Why are you scolding me? Xia Tian's mouth froze, and Dong Xiaohuan kept nagging him all the way home.

"My precious daughter is suffering." Dong Xiaohuan muttered and tiptoed to Xia Chu's room. Seeing her reclining on the couch with a rosy face in her sleep, she felt relieved.

She seemed to have lost a lot of weight. Dong Xiaohuan looked at her for a while and decided to buy a chicken to nourish her daughter. People who haven't been sick for a long time, when they do get sick, it's either a serious illness or it's too slow to recover.

She returned to the front yard and saw her son sitting under the porch. Her motherly heart returned. "I see you've lost weight, too. I'll buy two chickens and stew them for you and your brother to nourish you."

"Madam, I'll go buy it." Cuihua heard it and hurried out.

"You are young, you won't be able to pick out old hens." Dong Xiaohuan thought, "You should come along and help carry some things."

Xia Tian sat up straight after hearing this, "Mom, don't buy too much."

"I know, I know." Dong Xiaohuan waved her hand. "You should go to sleep for a while too. I'll call you when the meal is ready."

Xia Tian had just eaten and didn't feel like sleeping. "I'm not tired. I'll pick up Qiu Yu later."

"It's up to you." Dong Xiaohuan took the silver and picked up the basket and went out.

Those who said they wouldn't buy too much ended up coming back with an extra backpack.

"Mom, what did you buy?" Xia Tian strode over and took the things from the two people's hands. Wow, they were so heavy, as if they were filled with stones.

"Just chicken, duck, goose, spare ribs, or something like that." Dong Xiaohuan wiped the sweat off her forehead. "You kill the chicken, Cuihua, go boil some water to scald the feathers."

"Okay, ma'am." Cuihua responded and left.

Xia Tian flipped through the contents and found two chickens, two ducks, a goose, a small fan of spareribs, fish, and even a turtle? ? "Mom, do you want to celebrate the New Year again?"

"Nonsense again! How can we celebrate the New Year again?" Dong Xiaohuan patted him. "Today we'll stew chicken, tomorrow we'll stew spare ribs, the day after tomorrow we'll roast goose, and the day after that we'll stew duck to make up for all the weight Xiaochu has lost."

“…” Xia Tian opened his mouth, smiled and went to kill the chicken.

Dong Xiaohuan drank two sips of water, soaked the dried mushrooms and bamboo shoots in water, and began to pluck the chicken.

Xiachu woke up to the aroma of chicken soup, looked at the familiar room, and smiled as she rubbed the quilt. The smell of sunshine filled her nose; it must be her mother drying her quilt again.

It's good to be home, she stretched. She felt a little cold when she lifted the quilt, so she quickly put on a thick rabbit fur vest.

When she arrived at the kitchen and saw Dong Xiaohuan busy at work, she walked over, hugged Dong Xiaohuan's waist, and called her "Mom" in a sticky voice.

Dong Xiaohuan was touched by this sweet voice, "You are still acting like a spoiled child even though you are so old. The chicken soup is ready. I will make you a bowl to fill your stomach. Your father is busy today and hasn't come back yet."

"I was woken up by this delicious smell." Xia Chu rubbed Dong Xiaohuan's shoulder, and Dong Xiaohuan dragged her to get the chicken soup. Her daughter loved chicken wings, so she stewed two chickens and scooped up all four wings. She also added some winter bamboo shoots, which Xia Chu loved, and filled the bowl. "It's hot, I'll take it out for you."

Hearing that it was hot, Xia Chu wanted to take it, "I'll hold it myself."

"Children have tender skin, I'm not afraid of the heat." Dong Xiaohuan let her hand go and carried it all the way to the living room table. "Eat. Your brother didn't eat well at noon, and you must have eaten nothing either. Have a drink of hot water to warm your stomach."

"Thank you, Mom." Xia Chu smiled at her mother and took a sip from the spoon. The oil on the noodles had already been skimmed off, and the chicken broth was rich, with the fresh aroma of mushrooms and bamboo shoots, and the warmth went all the way into her stomach. She felt as if she were being warmed by the heat, so comfortable that she wanted to sigh.