Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Yang Xiuying, a Chinese doctor of agricultural science, had no children and died suddenly while working overtime. Her only regret in life was that she did not see the drought-resistant rice she cultivated being put into scientific experiments.

Gu...gu...gu...gu...gu

Yang Xiuying: It turns out that people will feel hungry after they die.

"Auntie."

A timid voice came from her ear, and she slowly opened her heavy eyelids.

In the dilapidated and damp house stood two malnourished and skinny little kids.

His pale and skinny face was covered with dirt, making the tear marks particularly obvious, and he was wearing tattered clothes covered with pudding.

Xiuying supported herself on the edge of the bed with one hand and sat up with difficulty. A wave of memories that did not belong to her came flooding back.

She traveled through time to a dynasty that did not exist in history and was in the body of a widow with the same name and surname as herself. The original owner's husband joined the army three years ago and had no news from him, leaving behind only seven daughters.

Because the original owner gave birth to seven daughters, she was often beaten and scolded by her mother-in-law. After her husband disappeared, the original owner also hated her seven daughters, thinking that they were a burden to her. If she had seven sons, how could she have lived such a hard life?

The original owner always believed that the beatings and scoldings she suffered from her mother-in-law and the bullying she suffered from her eldest sister-in-law in her husband's family were all caused by these seven girls.

Yang Xiuying sat on the bed and came back to her senses, looking at the sixth and seventh daughters in front of her. Was this God taking pity on her? He let her have seven daughters at once, but since they were all dressed up, why couldn't they be princesses or something?

Not only was she poor, she was also a widow and had to be the mother of seven children right from the start.

Happiness comes too suddenly...

Before Yang Xiuying could think about it, Lao Liu pulled out an egg from his wide sleeve and placed it in her hand. Then he ran back, staying away from her. The child was obviously afraid of her.

"Mom, hurry up and eat. This egg was brought by Fourth Sister. You've been hungry for a few days."

Lao Qi looked at the egg in Xiuying's hand, swallowed his saliva and advised: "Yes, mother, you should eat it quickly, and don't let grandma find out."

Xiuying held the warm egg in her hand, feeling warm in her heart. She knocked the egg on the edge of the bed a few times, peeled off the eggshell to reveal the tender white egg skin.

The seventh brother smelled the fragrance of eggs in the air, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the saliva that had overflowed. The sixth brother kept swallowing the smell of eggs in the air, as if he wanted to swallow the air into his mouth.

Xiuying glanced at her two daughters out of the corner of her eye. The sixth daughter was five years old and the seventh daughter was four years old. Her daughters had never tasted eggs.

She split the egg in her hand in half, waved to her two daughters, and said the classic saying: "Mom doesn't like eating eggs, you can take it and divide it."

The two daughters looked at Xiuying in surprise, with shock, confusion, and helplessness in their eyes.

That was an egg! An egg that only Grandma could eat. She would sometimes give one to my cousin, and then the four of us would share it, each only getting a small bite.

Grandma often said that eggs, such precious foods, could only be eaten by the young men and women of wealthy families, and it would be a waste of food to give them to these girls.

My mother actually said she doesn’t like such precious food!

Xiuying looked at the surprised eyes of the two little kids in front of her, and recalled that when she was in school, her daily breakfast was boiled eggs and milk. She had long been tired of it, especially boiled eggs, which she never ate again after going out to work.

"Mother, I really don't want to eat." Xiuying waved to the youngest, Lao Qi, and said, "Come quickly and eat for Mother. Don't let your grandmother find out."

The seventh sister swallowed her saliva and let go of the sixth sister's hand. She saw the white and tender egg with golden light waving at her.

Lao Qi, come and eat me, hehe.

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The sixth brother wanted to grab the seventh brother, but in a blink of an eye, the seventh brother had already put half an egg into his mouth.

"Sixth sister, the egg is so smooth and fragrant, it just slid into my mouth by itself."

The sixth brother looked at his mother, who was sitting beside the bed with a motherly smile, and became cautious. He asked, "What do you want to do?"

His mother would never be willing to let him eat the eggs. Lao Liu's eyes became moist and he looked at Xiuying.

"Mother, why don't you understand? Grandma first married my eldest sister to Old Man Wang from the next village, then my second sister, my third sister, and the last one is you! Grandma has never liked us seven sisters. Now that Daddy is gone, Grandma will naturally not keep you at home anymore!"

"Grandma has always been partial to my aunt and my four cousins, not because you gave birth to seven of us sisters."

Xiuying sighed silently in her heart. It was indeed Lao Liu. Even the original owner didn’t understand the things, but Lao Liu knew everything.

The original owner gave birth to seven daughters in total. In this feudal and backward era, the status of women was far inferior to that of men. What's more, the original owner lived in a poor and backward mountain village. The Zhao family had two brothers, and the original owner married the second brother.

The emperor loves the eldest son and the people love the youngest son, but the original owner's sister-in-law gave birth to four sons, and there was no news of the second son of the Zhao family. Xiuying's life became more and more difficult, and her seven daughters were also beaten and scolded by her mother-in-law and sister-in-law.

The seven daughters took care of all the housework, but the food and supplies they had were the worst in the family.

Lao Liu looked at Xiuying with disappointment and even more pain in his eyes. "Mother, my elder sister hasn't even reached marriage age yet. How could you bear to sell her to Old Man Wang from the next village as a wife? Even if you want to sell my elder sister to someone else as a wife, you have to find a good family!"

Hearing this, Xiuying wanted to pull the original owner out and beat him up. Her eldest daughter was only twelve years old, which was just an elementary school student in China. She was at the age when she should be acting like a spoiled child in her parents' arms. How could the original owner bear to sell her to an old man as a wife!

The original owner's mother-in-law accepted a betrothal gift of two taels of silver from Old Man Wang and was reluctant to give her a penny. The original owner, who had always been submissive, did not get her share of the two taels of silver, so she wrestled with her mother-in-law and sister-in-law. The sister-in-law hit her in the chest with a stick and she fainted.

The mother-in-law and the eldest sister-in-law ignored the original owner who fell to the ground. It was the third and fourth sons who carried her back into the house.

"Come here."

Xiuying looked at Laoliu who was slowly approaching her and slowly raised her hand.

"Auntie, don't..."

Little Laoliu held his head and closed his eyes. He did not wait for the loud slap. The food in his mouth was smooth and tender. It tasted so good.

When I opened my eyes, what I saw was Xiuying's kind face. She was looking at little Laoliu with a motherly smile on her lips.

"Is it tasty?"

Lao Liu swallowed the egg in his mouth

"good to eat."

Xiuying looked at her two daughters who looked like bean sprouts, and felt sad. These were the daughters she had been hoping for!

But she was treated like this, but now she is here!