The end of natural disasters: the daily life of child brides in ancient times

"Snapped"

At the same time as a burning pain came from her face, Lu Qingqing was knocked to the ground by a huge force, and her head was dizzy.

I tried to get up despite the dizziness and nausea, but my arms were weak and I couldn't move them.

At this moment, right in front of her, a woman with dark skin and prominent cheekbones was shaking the tear on her blue cloth jacket in her hand and cursing loudly:

"You stinky girl! I asked you to wash clothes, but you ended up tearing my brand new blue cloth jacket. I think you deserve a lesson!"

As the old woman cursed, saliva flew from her mouth. Lu Qingqing, who was in front of her, smelled the strong bad breath in the rain of saliva, which made her feel even more uncomfortable. She suddenly couldn't hold on and fainted on the ground.

The old woman saw her fall to the ground, stepped forward and kicked her twice, but when she saw no response, she cursed.

"You little bitch, why are you pretending? You fainted on the ground with just one slap. We farmers can't afford to support such a delicate young lady."

As he said that, he kicked it twice more, but seeing still no response, he snorted and turned around to sit down.

At this time, a tall man came forward, bent down and picked up Lu Qingqing, and said with a smile:

"Mom, I think Daya hasn't fully recovered from her illness the other day and is weak. I'll take her back to the house first."

When the old woman heard this, she sneered, "It's really the young lady's body and the maid's life!"

Before she could say anything else, the old man who was smoking his pipe beside her started talking.

"Okay, Boss, take Daya back home. Don't delay tomorrow's work."

He looked up at the old woman, tapped the pipe in his hand, and went back into the house with his hands behind his back.

In the room, the old woman who stayed behind glared at the tall man, but said nothing more.

In the evening, Lu Qingqing, who had just woken up, covered her dizzy head, looked up at the dilapidated house in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh my god, why am I still here?"

Today is her second day here, and she has traveled to the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty. However, the history before the Ming Dynasty was not the Yuan Dynasty, but the Dayan Dynasty. I don’t know if a predecessor changed history, or if this is a parallel time and space.

For Lu Qingqing, when she came across the word Chongzhen in her original memory, she still broke out in a cold sweat.

Sure enough, living one more life is not that easy!

Lu Qingqing didn't know much about history, but she knew that Chongzhen committed suicide by hanging himself on Coal Hill in the late Ming Dynasty. She wondered if what she knew would happen in this time and space.

The situation was chaotic at the end of the Ming Dynasty. During the worst period of the Little Ice Age, disasters such as droughts, heavy rains, extreme cold, and floods occurred frequently.

It is better to believe that it exists than to believe that it does not exist!

Although this place I came to is not very good, my body in my previous life has probably been cremated, so I definitely can't go back.

Now that they are here, if all these natural disasters occur, thinking about how to survive in such a situation in ancient times, Lu Qingqing couldn't help but hold her forehead, it's really terrible!

Before Lu Qingqing traveled through time, she was a slave laborer in the 21st century. She worked late at night for a long time and had a disordered sleep and rest schedule, which led to her being diagnosed with cancer.

Her strong desire to survive helped her endure the painful chemotherapy, but after spending all her savings, she still died despite failed rescue efforts.

Now, she is extremely happy to have an extra life.

However, after she came here, the life she had lived for the past two days was far beyond her understanding as a modern person.

The body that I traveled through was about eight or nine years old, short and thin like a bean sprout.

However, this little bean sprout is responsible for most of the housework.

Including but not limited to cutting three baskets of pig grass every day, feeding pigs, chickens and ducks, cleaning the yard, washing clothes, cooking, taking care of younger brothers and sisters, etc.

During the past two days, I have matched the memories of my original body and figured out the basic situation of my family.

The head of the family is the original body's grandfather, Old Man Lu. As the absolute patriarch, he has the final say and does not allow any other voices.

The old woman who had beaten her harshly before was her original grandmother, Old Lady Lu, who was in charge of all the big and small affairs in the family.

The original body's father was the eldest in the family, whose name was unknown. His mother's surname was Li, whose name was also unknown. He had a younger brother, Dazhuang. There were also the families of his second and third uncles in the family.

My second uncle and second aunt have a daughter named Erya, and my third uncle and third aunt have a son and a daughter named Erzhuang and Sanya.

The family owns more than ten acres of land, distributed on the east, west and south sides of the village. They are considered to be one of the wealthier families in the village.

Looking at the empty house, I guess the whole family should be having dinner now.

Touching her shriveled stomach and feeling the burning sensation in her stomach, Lu Qingqing got up and got off the kang.

In the main room, a table of people were eating.

A plate of green vegetables was placed in the middle of the table, and each person had a bowl of vegetable porridge in front of them. The adult males in the family also had a whole grain pancake in their hands.

Seeing her coming, only her younger brother Dazhuang and her father, Boss Lu, quickly looked up, while the rest of them lowered their heads and continued eating.

Seeing that there was no bowl for her on the table, Lu Qingqing turned and walked towards the kitchen. The pot was clean and there was nothing edible on the stove.

After hesitating for a second, he couldn't resist the burning sensation in his stomach, so he took the bowl and chopsticks and returned to the table.

When her younger brother Dazhuang saw her holding an empty bowl and wanted to share some vegetable porridge with her, he heard Old Lady Lu sarcastically say:

"Da Zhuang, are you too full to eat? In that case, you don't have to eat anymore!"

When the original mother, Mrs. Lu Li, heard this, she glared at Lu Qingqing.

He snatched Dazhuang's bowl, put it back in front of him, and whispered:

"Eat yours quickly. Your sister made a mistake, and your grandma deserves to punish her. Don't cause trouble."

Lu Qingqing looked at the people at the table. They were all eating with their heads down and no one paid any attention to her. She sat down next to her brother and quickly picked up a large piece of vegetables with her chopsticks.

The vegetables taste bitter and astringent, with almost no salt.

I don’t know who cooked the meal. Even if it was just boiled in water, it wouldn’t taste so bad.

After forcing himself to swallow the vegetables, he saw Old Mrs. Lu pick up the dishes on the table and use chopsticks to put the food into the bowls of Old Man Lu and his sons. She would rub her chopsticks after each serving.

Seeing Old Lady Lu's disgusting behavior is really disgusting.

Haha, this dish is regarded as a treasure.

Lu Qingqing took a deep breath, glanced at Old Mrs. Lu, picked up the dishes and put them back in the kitchen.

Given Lu Qingqing's temperament, she should have flipped the table over. But the swollen and painful left side of her face reminded her that this was not the 21st century.

Lu Qingqing has the memory of her original body. This was a feudal era. Lujia Village was mainly inhabited by people with the surname Lu, and the clan chief managed the village.

The ancients believed in governing the world with filial piety. If the younger generation disobeyed the elders, the elders would not be punished even if they beat them to death, so they could not do it openly.

After walking around the kitchen twice, I found some vegetables in the basket in the corner.

Thinking of the old hens at home, she planned to go to the chicken coop for a walk in the evening.

Wash the wild vegetables and bring them back to the house; she will use them in the evening.

After making up her mind, Lu Qingqing returned to the house, thinking that she would feel better if she fell asleep.

But the burning sensation in her stomach made her toss and turn and unable to fall asleep.

When Boss Lu returned to the room, he saw her lying sideways facing inward.

He took out a small piece of coarse grain steamed bread from his arms, moved closer to Lu Qingqing and whispered to her,

"Daya, you must be starving. Daddy left a small piece of bread for you. Come and eat it."

Lu Qingqing sat up, looked at the wrinkled piece of cake in front of her, then looked up at the smiling Boss Lu.

After saying thank you softly, he took the pancake and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

I finished the small piece of cake in just a few bites. My stomach felt a little full and the burning pain finally went away.

In the middle of the night, Lu Qingqing woke up from a nap, listened to the snoring in the room, and walked out of the room quietly.

In the chicken coop, several hens were huddled together in the chicken coop.

Lu Qingqing squatted down, reached her hand into the chicken coop, and immediately touched something sticky.

When I pulled my hand back, I smelled a strong stench. It was chicken shit!

He suppressed his nausea and rubbed his hands on the ground.

He reached his hand in again, and the chickens in the chicken coop were frightened and became a little agitated.

Worried that the crowing of the chickens would wake them up, Lu Qingqing quickly searched the chicken coop thoroughly.

Not caring about the chicken poop on his hands, he held a total of four eggs in his hand.

After thinking about it, he put two back and then got up and walked towards the kitchen.

After washing your hands, boil water in a pot.

After a while, Lu Qingqing drank the hot wild vegetable and egg soup.

Although it doesn't taste salty, the aroma of eggs is very rare for this body.

When I grew up, I only remembered eating eggs occasionally during Chinese New Year, and they were made into a small bowl of soup.

Chewing the eggs and vegetables in her mouth, Lu Qingqing was really curious about how they made the vegetables so unpalatable for dinner.

The next morning, I heard Mrs. Lu mumbling as she went to the chicken coop to touch the eggs.

"What's wrong with these chickens? Why aren't they laying eggs? It must be because those little ones didn't feed them well."

During breakfast, several children were scolded by Old Mrs. Lu. San Ya was only two years old and was frightened when she saw this and started crying.

Lu Laosan picked up his daughter and comforted her, and then persuaded his mother,

"Mom, stop yelling. You're scaring my daughter. These chickens have always been fed by Daya and Erya."

Seeing her youngest son doting on a little girl, Mrs. Lu curled her lips in displeasure and scolded the eldest and second girls who were eating beside her:

"Have you two been lazy again recently and not feeding the chickens properly?"

Erya saw that Old Lady Lu had a sullen face and said hurriedly:

"Grandma, Sister Daya has been bringing back baskets full of grass lately. I chopped it up for the chickens to eat. Look, there's still some left on the ground."

Old Mrs. Lu thought about it and realized that there was indeed a lot of leftover grass on the ground in the chicken coop, but she still scolded him.

"Alright, I've got a hundred more to say to you now. Just eat your meal!"