Time Travel Article: My parents divorced at the beginning

As they approached the old hunter's house, Gu Qingyu could already hear the bleating of sheep. As expected, when they reached the gate, they saw ewes leisurely strolling and grazing in the yard.

Zhang Zaohua had already arrived at the gate and called out to the courtyard, "Uncle Wang, are you home?"

"Who is it?" The door opened and a burly man about 1.8 meters tall walked out. This man was Wang the Hunter.

"Are you Zaohua, the third daughter of the Zhang family at the head of the village?"

"Hey, it's me!"

"Uncle Wang, I heard you have a lactating ewe. Would you like to see if you have this ewe for sale?"

Hunter Wang looked at the Gu family and their group, especially when he saw that the Gu family member was holding a child, he knew why they came.

"If you have anything to say, please tell me first."

Everyone came in and sat down in the main hall. Hunter Wang said, "Sell it. How much do you want to pay?"

Zhang Zaohua had no say in the matter of paying, so she turned her attention to Li Dahua and Old Man Gu.

Gu Dahu pondered for a moment and said, "Brother, what do you think of 20?" This price was about % higher than the price in town, and Wang the Hunter readily agreed.

As the Gu family headed back, they saw Zhang Zaohua trailing behind them, leading a ewe. The working group had just reached a conclusion. Ma Jianshe's family, having meritorious service in reporting the case, were reclassified as rich peasants. As for the question of whether it was the Ma family's child, since Ma Shuanzi and Chunmei were already married, it was their own family matter and outside the working group's purview. As long as both parties agreed, it was fine.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to see, the people in Gujia Village walked back in groups of three or four.

Fast forward to the autumn of 1953, when Gu Qingyu was already three years old. She was a pretty girl, and all the younger children in Gujia Village loved to play with her. She was the undisputed leader of the group. Early that morning, several children had already arrived at the Gu family's door, waiting for Gu Qingyu to come out.

"Qingyu!"

"Boss!"

Gu Qingyu heard her friend's voice and quickly drank the porridge in her bowl in one gulp. She picked up the backpack by the door and was about to go out. Unfortunately, before she even stepped out of the courtyard, her grandmother grabbed her collar and pulled her back, "Go, drink the warm goat milk in the bowl!"

Alas! Qingyu sighed!

It was said that the Gu family's ewe, Qingyu, had stopped weaning at one year old, but six months ago, she bred and gave birth to two lambs, producing milk again. Li Dahua therefore made Gu Qingyu drink a bowl of goat's milk every morning, but goat's milk was fishy. Having freed herself from the survival needs of her infancy, Gu Qingyu really didn't want to drink it, and she fought a daily battle of wits with her milk.

"Milk! I'm done!" Gu Qingyu turned the bowl upside down to show it to Li Dahua. Li Dahua waved her hand and let Qingyu go out to play.

Three years later, the Gu family welcomed another pair of twins, Gu Xisheng and Gu Qingzhi, who are now just over two years old. An aunt in the county also had two children in three years, giving the Sun family two boys. In short, the Gu family enjoyed peace and prosperity during these three years.

A group of children were walking towards the foot of the mountain with baskets on their backs. People they met on the way would inevitably remind them to just pull weeds at the foot of the mountain and not go into the mountains.

"Got it!" a group of children answered as they ran.

Gujia Village, encompassing a hundred miles or so, is surrounded by Mangshan Mountain, lush with vegetation and abundant medicinal herbs. For generations, Gujia Village relied on Mangshan Mountain for survival, and virtually every household knew a few herbs, picking and drying them before selling them to the town's traditional Chinese medicine shops. Therefore, Qingyu and her companions primarily went up the mountain to gather herbs.

"Qingyu, what shall we pick today?" Gu Qingyu and the others were still young after all, and they couldn't handle some of the herbs that needed to be dug up, such as the roots and rhizomes. At this time, Qingyu saw the wild chrysanthemums still blooming not far away, so she ordered, "Let's pick some wild chrysanthemums today. Pick some while the weather is good these few days. Wait for me and my grandma to go to the county, and I'll sell them there. If they don't work out, I'll keep them for myself!"

"Okay! Qingyu, you're smart, we'll all listen to you!"