A family of three travels through time together, and the golden finger is turned on

This tiny patch of land yielded 20 dan of sweet potatoes. Remember, it's only half an acre. An acre of corn yields less than two dan, yet this half acre yielded 20 dan. What a godsend! I've never seen this before. I wonder when such a large field of sweet potatoes would grow on this hillside. This is a blessing from heaven.

Ancient feudal ideas are absolutely dregs to modern people, but the simplicity of ancient people was also truly simple. As long as they had enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, their life would be perfect.

Life was boring when being a child, and even more boring when being a child in an ancient farm family. Parents let their children roam free. The air was good, but the roads were really bad. They raised some chickens and ducks, and the yard was not very clean. They ran all over the mountains and fields. She was really afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants, so she basically stayed at home now.

When no one is home, I go to the supermarket, watch a movie, listen to music. I take care of my health and live a leisurely life.

It was already the slack season when she traveled back in time. Her adoptive father, Bai Qingshan, had been doing corvee labor after the busy farming season. The three brothers took turns doing it for one month each year, and this year it was her father's turn. She didn't understand the corvee system, but when she asked where her father had gone, Han Suying told her: Today was the day Bai Qingshan would return.

"Dad." Early in the morning, Bai Rongjing and Bai Rongshan had been waiting at the door with Bai Canxing. This month's corvée labor had been nothing but hardship, and they weren't even paid. Seeing the refugee-like man approaching, Bai Canxing's nose suddenly tightened and tears streamed down his face.

She is not a warm-hearted person. When she is working outside, she is the type of person who prefers to mind her own business and does not like to meddle in other people's affairs. She does not like to trouble others, nor does she like others to trouble her.

But whenever she read novels, watched TV, or watched the news, she couldn't help but burst into tears when she saw those scenes. She would be proud to be born in China and would be moved by those heroic predecessors.

She has never done anything bad in her life, but she has not done anything good either. She only donated a few dollars to the children in the mountains for drinking water and reading books on a novel reading app. That was her contribution to the distant cries.

I still remember that when she was young, she would help old ladies cross the road, give up her seat to the elderly, and donate her pocket money to disabled people begging on the overpass. If she knew her classmates were fighting, she would follow them for fear that something might happen. If her friends were in trouble, she would run around to help them. She cared about her friends' worries more than they did themselves.

Later, she didn't know when it started, but she seemed to become indifferent to everything around her. Maybe she became lazy. She had never experienced any big ups and downs in her life, just the trivialities around her. Over time, she found that the problems were always the same, over and over again, so she was too lazy to ask anymore. Gradually, she couldn't see the crying in front of her. How could she care about the suffering of others when she was in a mess?

But now she suddenly felt very uncomfortable. This man looked too much like her father. That was the saddest time in the family and also the time when she was the most ignorant. Whenever she thought about it, she felt sad and embarrassed.

Seeing that man at this moment was not about looks, but about feeling. The state of being overworked was very similar, the feeling of being so tired and yet smiling at his child.

During this period, she didn't dare to think about the sadness of never seeing her parents again, nor did she dare to think about the sadness of her parents hearing the news of her death. She had a golden finger, and she could live a good life in this era, but she was not herself.

"Erya, don't cry, Daddy is fine. Is our Erya eating well recently? She seems to have gained a lot of weight and looks better." Seeing Bai Canxing crying, Bai Qingshan ran over and picked her up. He shook her in his hands. Why did this girl become so heavy?

"Yeah, it tasted delicious!" Bai Canxing nodded and replied. When she was a child, her father would hug her when he came home from work, and then they would go home together. Serving corvée was hard, so today the family specially killed a chicken and made chicken soup. This was what the family would always do after the three brothers returned from corvée service.

A man is the backbone of a family and his health must never be neglected.

"She has gained a lot of weight recently." Seeing Bai Qingshan walking in holding Bai Canxing, Han Suying hurried over to take her away.

"It's okay. I see that Jing'er and Shan'er have grown a lot. Something good happened at home this month." Bai Qingshan said this, but Bai Canxing signaled that he didn't need to hold them anymore before he put them down.

"Go wash up first, then eat, and I'll tell you slowly. It's a good thing!" Han Suying was very happy when she talked about this. Bai Qingshan didn't rush to ask.

Sitting at the dinner table, this was the most sumptuous meal Bai Canxing had ever seen in the Bai family. There was stewed chicken soup, steamed sweet potatoes, three taels of fat meat sent by his second uncle, a plate of wild vegetables, a plate of pickles, and most importantly, today they were eating dry chestnut rice.

It was the cooking skills of her aunt and her own mother that made her lose interest. But it wasn't their poor cooking skills. It was really because of the scarcity of seasonings in those days, and people were reluctant to use more oil and salt. Compared with modern technology and hard work, there was really no comparison.

The salt was coarse and tasted a bit bitter. Bai Yuliang decided, and Bai Canxing was given a large chicken drumstick. Because the chicken was so bland, but still tender from its long stew, Bai Canxing divided it into five portions. All four of her brothers shared, while she only had a small piece. Seeing the children's close relationship was a relief for them.

The four brothers were too embarrassed to share their sister's chicken drumstick, but Bai Canxing said that she couldn't eat so much, and when she grew up, the brothers would share the delicious food with her. They smiled and agreed, then happily started eating.

During the slack season, while her grandmother wove cloth and her aunt made winter clothes for the family, Han Suying took on some embroidery work to supplement the family income. Bai Canxing sat nearby and watched. Ancient women, even ordinary peasant women, possessed some skills. While they considered these skills ordinary, Bai Canxing saw them as extraordinary.

With nothing else to do, the three-year-old girl decided to learn embroidery. Normally, all the girls in the family had to learn, it was just a matter of time, but now that she was interested, Han Suying naturally taught her while she embroidered.

At night, Bai Canxing could also go to the supermarket to cook for herself. Bookstores had embroidery books, computers had instructional videos, and the two-yuan store had DIY embroidery kits. She wasn't a very skilled embroidery person, but she wasn't clumsy either. With a good grasp, she could still make something similar. So, during the Lunar New Year, Bai Canxing gave everyone in her family a bright red purse.

"Oh my God, this is made by you, Erya. Is it really you who did it?" During the Chinese New Year, the second uncle and his wife brought back the 9-year-old eldest cousin Bai Qiuyue and the 6-year-old third cousin Bai Rong Xiang. Of course, they also received gifts from Bai Canxing. Bai Qiuyue was completely shocked. How could the little cousin who was only three years old be so amazing? Although the embroidery was simple and the workmanship was not particularly good, the stitches were smooth and fine, which showed that she put a lot of effort into it. Moreover, the little cloud embroidery was quite beautiful.