Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Shen Li was in a particularly good mood, as if there was a shallow Crescent Lake in her heart, overflowing with joy.

She returned home with steps as light as jumping notes.

This was a feeling she had never experienced before. The two words "go home" seemed to have magical power at this moment, attracting her strongly and filling her heart with an impatient desire.

She felt as if the goddess of wisdom had suddenly touched her forehead and she suddenly became enlightened.

This place is like a paradise. Looking up, the green mountains in the distance roll and roll, and the touches of green seem to be painted by nature with the most delicate brushstrokes. The clear stream is like a smart ribbon in the mountains, gurgling in the valley, playing a pleasant melody.

The bright sunshine poured down unreservedly, as if covering the earth with a layer of golden gauze, and every inch of land exuded a warm breath.

Birds are singing happily on the branches, as if telling the beauty of life. Flowers are blooming in all their splendor, and the rich fragrance fills the air, intoxicating the heart.

However, among all these beautiful things, the most important thing for Shen Li is that she has a family that loves her.

Their love is like the warm sun in winter, warming her heart; it is also like a bright lamp in the dark night, illuminating her way forward.

Shen Li secretly made up her mind to work hard to make money and make life better for herself and her family in this ancient life!

Shen Li returned home with brisk steps, just like all modern children would go home to look for their mother.

She put down the bamboo basket, picked up the pheasant with its legs tied with vines, and shouted happily, "Mom! Mom! Look, I caught a pheasant today! Let's eat chicken today!"

Zhang Xiu Niang was busy in the backyard. She was a little surprised when she heard Daya calling her.

She felt that her daughter had become a different person recently and had become more lively.

She quickly put down the work in her hands and walked quickly towards the front yard.

When Shen Li saw his adoptive mother, he raised the pheasant in his hand and said proudly, "Mom, look, is this chicken fat?" As he spoke, he handed the pheasant to Zhang Xiu Niang.

She flipped the bamboo basket again and said, "Mom, I picked some herbs in the mountains today. They can be used to apply to Dad's wound. They are especially effective for external injuries! Please go and cook quickly. I'm almost starving!"

Although Zhang Xiu Niang was doubtful, she still agreed. She thought to herself: Last time, Daya said she met an old immortal who taught her some medical skills. She learned so fast!

At the same time, Shen Shaodong, who was lying in the house, also heard their conversation and thought to himself, "Isn't this cheap girl only eight years old? She can hunt and collect herbs?"

"In Shen Dalang's memory, there is no such ability. As for what exactly is going on, he thought it would be better to observe for a few days first."

With a creak, the door was pushed open. Shen Shaodong looked up and saw a dark and thin little girl with sparse and dry hair, wearing a coarse linen shirt with patches on top of patches, pushing the door open and walking in.

In her hand she held a clay bowl with a hole in it, which contained a pile of green grass paste.

He said to him, "Dad, this is the herb I picked in the mountains today. It is very good for wounds. It can reduce inflammation, relieve pain, stop bleeding and kill bacteria."

Shen Li suddenly realized, were there such anti-inflammatory and bactericidal ideas in ancient times?

She looked up at her cheap father and saw that he was just frowning and looking at the bowl in her hand with some resistance.

She quickly said, "It really works great, trust me! It's pure herbal medicine, safe and reliable!"

Shen Shaodong was somewhat resistant to his stepdaughter's enthusiasm.

He has severe obsession with cleanliness. When he was on missions in the past, he was always laughed at by his comrades for being pretentious. Every time a mission was over, the first thing he did was to find a way to clean himself up.

Since he came here and woke up, he couldn't wait to take a shower when he smelled the smell on his body.

But he also knew that in ancient times, medical conditions were backward and he could easily get infected with a high fever and die if he wasn't careful. Otherwise, how could he have ended up in the body of Shen Dalang, who had the same name as him?

In the morning after he woke up, Zhang Xiu Niang brought him a bowl of very bitter Chinese medicine to drink. It seemed that some herbal ointment was also applied to the wounds on his body, and the smell of medicine was very strong.

Seeing that her cheap father just frowned and remained silent, Shen Li began to look at the person in front of her.

This was the first time she had taken a close look at her adoptive father since she came here, because Shen Daya's father had been doing odd jobs outside and usually came home in the evening.

The person in front of me had pale skin, a thin figure, a pair of almond-shaped eyes, a teardrop mole at the corner of the eye, long hair, and was leaning against the head of the bed with a frown on his face, his light pink lips slightly pursed.

Oops! Take a closer look, he is definitely a sickly handsome guy!

Shen Li spoke faster than her brain, and blurted out, "Daddy, am I not your biological child?" After asking, she quickly covered her mouth.

Shen Shaodong was stunned by this question: This child is not the original owner's? But then he denied it. In his memory, these two children must be the original owner's.

Many chaotic and charming images emerged in his mind. Shen Shaodong, this older bachelor, suddenly felt the blood rushing to his head. His face flushed red and he scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? How come you are not your parents' biological child?"

Shen Li simply gave up and said, "Daddy is handsome, but Daya is ugly!"

Shen Shaodong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "You are still young and haven't grown up yet. Who said our eldest daughter is ugly? You are just too thin. Let's eat more meat and gain some weight."

He paused, then said gently, "It's all Daddy's fault for not being able to do anything good. Daddy will work harder in the future!"

He thought to himself that since he had been in this body, he had the responsibility to take care of this family, raise Shen Dalang's child, and ensure that the child had enough food to eat. These were now his responsibilities.

He looked at his adopted daughter's admiring eyes, reached out to take the pottery bowl and said, "Daddy will paint it himself."

Shen Li quietly watched her father carefully apply the herbal medicine, his focused expression as if he was treating an invaluable treasure.

After Daddy finished applying the herbs, he slowly stood up and waved his hand to stop Shen Li from doing anything. He picked up the ceramic bowl containing the herbal residue and walked out with a slightly staggering step to wash it.

Shen Li's eyes followed her father's back until he could no longer see her, then she turned around and went back to the house.