Don't worry about traveling through time, she has an all-powerful senior sister to help her

"Where are they? ...Here! Shen Huai, I order you to leave Beijing and return to your hometown before sunset. Don't waste our brothers' time."

Quick footsteps accompanied by a cold voice were heard in the yard, followed by something falling to the ground with a thud.

The constant sound of voices and footsteps in the yard woke up Shen Lingzhu, who was dozing on the bed. She glanced at her aunt who was sleeping restlessly on the bed, and quietly moved the stool to the window.

Then, when he knelt down on the stool and leaned over to the window, the pheasant feathers on the official's hat first caught his eye.

Seeing them kicking over benches and pestles, deliberately slapping the scabbards and glaring at the frightened little medicine boys, and one of them about to poke someone's eyes with the handle of the knife, she felt a flame in her heart.

The uncle stood in front of the clinic's manager, Mr. Hu, and the young pharmacists, and tried to be polite with them.

When they seemed to accidentally knock down some herbs, he silently pulled out the purse from his waist and asked the officials to go into the hall.

Manager Hu quickly led the medicine boys out through another alley.

After everyone had left, Shen Lingzhu stuck her head out of the window to see if her senior sister who was decocting medicine was still there. Seeing no one in sight, she couldn't help but frown.

After turning around and wiping the sweat off her aunt-in-law lying on the bed, she quickly moved to the door and opened it.

"Ah!" Shen Miaozhu, who pushed the door open, quickly withdrew her hand to protect the medicine bowl in her other hand.

Shen Lingzhu quickly stepped aside, put the medicine on the table, took her aunt's pulse, and the two of them worked together to feed her the medicine before coming out together.

They first propped up the fallen bench and put away the pestle, then walked to the pomegranate tree a little further away. Glancing around the backyard, she saw no one else. She angrily asked, "The officials just came to urge us to return home. This isn't exile, but a decree to return home. Why are they so pushy?"

"Someone must be taking advantage of someone's misfortune." Shen Miaozhu had figured out a lot from the conversations between her uncle and his son over the past two days.

The Taichang Temple was responsible for ancestral temple sacrifices, rituals and music. It was the summer planting season, and there was no rain, and the drought was getting worse. Before the court could go to pray for rain, it was discovered that the ritual vessels had been stolen and replaced. My uncle and two other people from the Ministry of Rites and the Guanglu Temple were pushed to take the blame, which meant there were three vacancies.

Those who are covering up the situation from above and those who want to make progress below only regret that they leave Beijing too slowly.

This is why there was no evidence of embezzlement as stated in the impeachment letter, so he was not exiled.

In fact, being dismissed from office and sent back to one's hometown is not a light punishment. One can forget about normal retirement treatment, and will inevitably be looked down upon when returning to one's hometown.

Speaking of this uncle, he was a boy from a farming family and passed the imperial examination at the age of 30, which made him a rare talent. However, less than a year after he was appointed as an official, his father passed away, and he observed a three-year mourning period.

Two years after he was reinstated to serve in an external post, his mother passed away and he observed a three-year period of mourning.

He was reinstated again, still at the seventh rank. After three years, he was finally dismissed and returned home.

I can't say I haven't accumulated any experience or connections over the past decade, but I really can't accumulate much. Once I'm in trouble, even a petty official dares to bully me openly.

She secretly sighed that her uncle was always in a hurry to get reinstated instead of being a scholar living in the countryside to teach and build up his reputation. Perhaps the family was too poor to support an idler.

Patting the little sister's head, he said: "Remember to call me second sister from now on, don't let it slip.

Auntie will be awake in about an hour, so you should catch up on some sleep, or you won't grow taller."

As she spoke, she pinched off a pomegranate leaf and bit it, then indignantly pinched the face of Shen Lingzhu, who was half a height shorter than her:

"We both traveled through time, but we just happened to be dismissed from our jobs and our homes confiscated.

That's fine, but why do you become an eight-year-old child and take advantage of the years for nothing?"

"You talk as if you didn't take it. I'm not sleepy." Shen Lingzhu rolled her eyes at her.

The two sisters, who were twenty years apart in their previous lives, smiled at each other in a cheerful way.

Shen Lingzhu held her senior sister's hand, and felt a little comforted when she could no longer feel the roughness and thick calluses on her skin.

She was kidnapped as a child, and her senior sister rescued her at all costs. When she couldn't find her family, she took her in in a Taoist temple for two years.

At that time, she didn't understand why there were so many children in the Taoist temple. Only when she grew up did she realize that they were all abandoned babies and children taken in by the master, including her senior sister who chose to return to the elementary school at the foot of the mountain to teach after graduation.

This year she celebrated her graduation and said she wanted to teach at her senior sister's school. After going up the mountain, she insisted on dragging her senior sister to the roof to watch the stars. She fell asleep while watching, and when she woke up, she was wearing...

Just wear it, and spare the senior sister as well. Fortunately, the senior sister has become thirty years younger and will accompany her to play around and summon various golden fingers.

But it was useless. He didn't see any of them. He wanted to identify the treasure by dripping blood, but the police broke into his house and confiscated his property, even taking away his silk clothes. He had no treasure to identify.

The most important thing is that the family is not rich and has no private possessions. My uncle was originally a seventh-rank clerk in the Taichang Temple. He has a low position and little income, and he has to support the old family every year.

For example, she and her senior sister were originally sisters. Their biological parents said that they could not be raised well in the countryside, so they were forcibly sent to their uncle to be raised in the hope that they would find a good marriage in the future.

The two sisters were not used to the climate there and couldn't stand the heat, so they rinsed their beds with cold water in the middle of the night and replaced the core.

At this moment, Shen Lingzhu didn't think it was a good thing to become a child. At least her family was in trouble right now. She wanted to find a way to make money, but her uncle didn't let her go out.

Although she is not the real girl of this family, her future is at stake, so how can she turn a blind eye to it?

The Shen family lived more than 400 miles away. With their property confiscated and little money left, how could she go home with her short legs now?

She shook her senior sister's hand and asked how to make money.

“I don’t know. Although I have some basic medical skills, I can’t cash in on them right now.

Money, money, can solve 99% of the world's problems." Shen Miaozhu plucked another pomegranate leaf. Two days ago, she woke up and found that she was not herself. She was also horrified.

My mind was blank at that time. I had no idea where I was or who I was. I wanted to wake up the little girl sleeping next to me and ask her indirectly, but unexpectedly, she was also my junior sister.

In order to relieve the discomfort, she, who was in her forties, accompanied her junior sister to look for the golden finger and called the system randomly. The scene of rummaging through the boxes and cabinets was particularly funny.

However, with someone familiar around, the two of them stayed under cover and spent the morning together. Fortunately, the hostess of the house was kind and had little energy due to her pregnancy, so she didn't notice anything unusual about them.

But just as I learned some information from the cook, a group of police officers broke into the house in the afternoon and confiscated everything.

The hostess, or her aunt-in-law Hu, was anxious to know her husband's situation and fell down while chasing the official. If she and the cook had not thrown themselves to the ground as a cushion while the other quickly grabbed her hand, both mother and child would have been lost.

She glanced at the sun and said, "Walking hundreds of miles on foot in such hot weather would tire even a good person, let alone a pregnant woman.

Not to mention horse-drawn carriages and ice jars, at least you have to get an open-top donkey cart for transportation.

Xiao Zhuzi, when will the system you mentioned arrive? "

"God knows." Shen Lingzhu spread her hands helplessly, and suddenly she remembered something and clapped her hands, "Senior Sister, ice, we can use Glauber's salt to make ice and sell it."

Now that I'm running the clinic, it's not easy to find the raw materials for making ice.

Shen Miaozhu nodded: "It's a good idea, but..."