Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

Wenmo Hall.

Cui Zhaozhao embarrassedly took out two coins of silver, which was all the money she had on hand.

Because the Cui brothers and sisters lived in the village, they could only take the books back to copy them, and according to the rules they had to pay a deposit of five cents of silver.

After Xu Changyi repeatedly guaranteed the money, the shopkeeper reluctantly accepted two cents of silver, but asked him to copy the book within fifteen days.

Cui Chengliang was still waiting at the city gate. After leaving Wenmo Hall, the Cui brothers and sisters said goodbye to Xu Changyi.

After paying the deposit, there were only a few copper coins left in his purse, and Cui Zhaozhao sighed.

Cui Jingwen felt even more complicated. He found a job before even entering his home. Why was he destined to be a worker no matter which dynasty he lived in?

Oooh!

The sun is high.

The ox cart wobbled into the village.

The neat wheat fields with ridges interwoven in longitude and latitude shine in the sun, and the mountains in the distance are like a beautiful picture scroll.

It’s just the sadness on the faces of the villagers that adds a sad look to this land.

On the way, Cui Zhaozhao secretly explained the general situation.

Cui Jingwen rushed into the house, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and burst into tears.

"Mom, I thought I would never see you again..."

Cui Zhaozhao lagged behind by a step, and when he entered the room he saw his mother with a frightened look on her face, and a woman sitting next to her.

Lin looked at Cui Zhaozhao as if for help. She had imagined countless ways to get away with it after meeting him, but she didn't expect that this child was so sentimental.

You just encountered bandits, why are you crying like this?

If it was her biological son, Lin paused and thought, forget it, that silly boy would probably cry even harder than the one in front of her.

There were other people in the room, and Cui Zhaozhao had no way to explain to Lin. She could only drag her eldest brother up from the ground and half-pushed and half-kicked him to go to the yard to calm down first.

Calm returned to the house.

Lin pulled the corners of her stiff mouth and introduced, "This is your aunt."

Cui Zhaozhao's voice was crisp and sweet: "Hello, auntie."

Yu wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled, "Very good, this girl is very pleasing to the eye, and Sanlang is a filial child. You are so lucky, Third Sister-in-law."

Lin laughed dryly, "No, it's all because of Sanlang himself."

"Okay, it's getting late, and I have to hurry home to cook."

Food is precious to everyone. When Lin's children came back from the city with bags full of things, Yu would not do anything so tactless.

Before leaving, Yu smiled at Cui Jingwen, who was so embarrassed that he was rubbing his head against the wall in the yard. Cui Jingwen's face instantly turned red like pig liver.

Why didn't anyone tell him there was someone else in the room!

Cui Zhaozhao held back his laughter and glanced into the room. Xiaoliu was not inside.

"Your aunt just brought Lichun and Liqiu here, and Xiaoliu went out to play with them."

Lichun and Liqiu are the daughters of his uncle, one is twelve years old and the other is eight years old. Cui Zhaozhao glanced outside the house and told his mother the news that his eldest brother had also traveled through time.

Lin was silent.

No wonder she cried like her spoiled silly son.

Cui Jingwen pouted: "Mother..."

They had no idea how helpless he was when he couldn't find anyone yesterday.

Since Lin figured it out last night and faced her son who had also traveled through time, she has become much calmer. Besides, traveling through time to ancient times is not a good thing.

"Okay, now you're here. When did you get here?"

Cui Zhaozhao took out the things he bought one by one, the shank, seasoning, pork belly...

Lin skillfully cleaned the pork shanks and put them into the pot to stew.

Cui Jingwen had the memories of his original body. He sat down in front of the stove and added firewood to the fire.

"I came this morning. You two disappeared yesterday. I searched for you all day and all night. I got exhausted at dawn and fell. I came here the moment I opened my eyes."

Lin paused and looked at Cui Zhaozhao. Missing?

"We hit a big rock on the way up the mountain. There were no traces, right?"

Cui Jingwen thought about it and shook his head firmly: "I ran back and forth on that road three times, and there is definitely no such thing, and there are no big rocks."

This is strange, Lin couldn't help but mutter.

The bone soup was boiling in the pot, and the rich aroma of meat wafted towards the upper room.

Cui Chengliang took out the things he bought and couldn't help but sigh.

"The price of grain in the city has gone up again. Old grain is 12 wen per jin now. I bought jin."

Old Mrs. Cui looked at the sky outside and said, "This is just the beginning. If it doesn't rain, we won't be able to harvest enough grain. Then the price of grain will really go through the roof."

Mr. Cui couldn't help but sigh.

Cui Chengliang said, "We can harvest another crop of vegetables in the backyard in a couple of days. We can then carry them to the county town to sell and secretly exchange them for grain."

This is the only way now. The family cannot starve to death. Old Mrs. Cui carefully locked the food in the cupboard. Suddenly, the smell of meat came from outside.

Old Mrs. Cui sniffed. Her family hadn't eaten meat for a long time.

Cui Chengliang remembered: "I saw Sanlang bought two ribs."

Old Mrs. Cui muttered, "Sanlang has become stupid from studying so much. Buying the ribs is a waste of money and there's no meat at all."

"Drinking bone soup is good for your health, and it tastes delicious when stewed," Cui Chengliang explained.

"What's the point of filling your stomach with water? It's not as economical as eating." Old Lady Cui changed the subject, "Your sister-in-law just came and said she felt bad about taking the five kilograms of grain yesterday. Starting tomorrow, we're going to ask Lichun and Liqiu to help us collect grass for the pigs."

"My eldest brother's family also raises pigs. I am the only one who harvests the pig grass for our family. My eldest sister-in-law is so honest."

"Your sister-in-law is an honest person. She is afraid of taking advantage of others. If she disagrees, she will turn around and return the food. Let her do what she wants."

Among these daughters-in-law, Mrs. Cui is most satisfied with the eldest daughter-in-law, who is hardworking and capable, unlike the two younger daughters-in-law.

The second son's wife is a glutton and she thinks about food all day long. The third son's wife is pretty, but she seems to be very proud.

If life was not so difficult, I probably wouldn't have brought the children back.

"Your wife is back now. You don't have to hang around us all the time. Stay with your wife and children."

Cui Chengliang was anxious: "Mom, didn't you promise me that we can still be the same as before?"

Old Mrs. Cui tilted her head and looked at him seriously: "Are you really planning to live alone like this?"

Cui Chengliang muttered, "I don't remember anything about what happened before. Doctor Luo also said that I have amnesia. I have no memory of Lin and the child at all. How can I get along with them like a family?"

As he spoke, he covered his head with his hands, his face showing pain.

"Okay, okay, mom won't force you." Old Mrs. Cui hurriedly stroked Cui Chengliang. The injuries her youngest son suffered three years ago, with blood all over his head and face, must have scared her. She was lucky that he was still alive.

Seeing that Old Lady Cui no longer mentioned the matter, Cui Chengliang found an excuse to slip out.

Old Mrs. Cui was helpless: "What kind of thing is this? One family is divided into two families."

Old Master Cui sat on the kang, puffing on his pipe. After a while, he said, "The third brother has his own ideas. Don't worry about it anymore. We have enough rooms anyway, so it's better than living outside."

"I didn't stop them from coming in. The third child is well-equipped and has everything he needs. But there's no one who cares about him and shows him how to be kind. I can't stand it." Old Lady Cui sat on the edge of the kang and started to complain. "It's okay for the third child, but yesterday I saw that Lin didn't even ask the third child to go inside, and she just brought the children back to eat..."

Before Mrs. Cui finished her words, she heard snoring from behind her. Mr. Cui had closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

"Go to sleep. You are the only one who can sleep. You have so many bad things going on."

Old Mrs. Cui muttered to herself as she put on her shoes, got off the kang, and went to the outer room to prepare dinner.