Quick Transmigration: Leisure

On the day of the Autumn Equinox,

My second maternal aunt went with my second maternal uncle.

Since her second uncle's ashes had not yet returned to his hometown, she could only bring the strip of cloth with the blood-written words to his coffin for the time being.

As a guiding force, it will allow the two of them to meet in the underworld as soon as possible.

In the next life, let us continue to be a pair, just like the embroidered double fish pattern.

My mother fainted several times from crying.

Choking back tears, she also revealed part of the truth about Wang Shaoyan's unusual behavior.

He had three older brothers, the eldest and second eldest being twins, who both joined the army, but their remains were never found.

The third child died during childbirth. As a result, Li's health deteriorated, and she lost all hope.

The arrival of the fourth son, Wang Shaoyan, was originally an accident, and he was born amidst fear.

At that time, news of the tragic deaths of his two elder brothers arrived, and his father, Wang Erlang, was out searching for the bodies with his team!

I didn't have time to send the news home, which only made things worse.

A two-pronged approach was adopted, but the illness prevented him from recovering.

They had no energy left to care for Yanlang, who had just been born.

It was only with Yilang by his side and the help of the various clansmen that Yanlang was raised.

There was a distance between the mother and son.

Xia Youmi finally understood why her second aunt's dying words made her cousin Yan let go.

His mother was eager to reunite with her husband and sons.

But it seems they didn't consider him part of the family.

Oh, the emotions of this world!

So complex, yet so simple.

When her mother recalled the past, she was overcome with grief and hugged Xia Youmi tightly.

The two have been sleeping in the same bed these days, comforting each other.

She then realized that everyone carries their own pain.

Their team is facing particularly tough challenges.

My eldest uncle lost his father when he was young, his son when he was young, and his younger brother when he was middle-aged.

Of my second uncle's family, only Wang Shaoyan remains.

My mother was the most learned person in the family, and she was always reading.

But what future is there in studying during a chaotic world, especially for a woman?

Aye was an outsider who had fled here alone.

They had the skill to hunt, but they only dared to stay in the mountains and forests. Once their "unregistered" status was discovered, they would be sentenced to hard labor at best, and exile at worst.

They had feelings for each other and were able to establish themselves with the help of the Wang family, so they were often ridiculed as "marrying into the family."

Father, being thick-skinned and thick-skinned, didn't care about any of that, while Mother stood her ground and retorted.

For the past ten years or so, she has tried her best to maintain her small family and not to trouble her elder brother, for fear that her father would be belittled by others again.

It wasn't until her son was also conscripted into the army, leaving only her mother behind, that her uncle's family insisted on taking care of her.

Counting the years, my brother has been in the army for twelve years. He's twenty-eight this year and hasn't returned yet. He won't be able to retire without illness or injury until he's sixty. My mother fears she won't live to see her son return, and even more so, she fears he'll return in a state of unconsciousness.

She often stole glances at Xia Youmi with tears in her eyes, and would frequently hold her in her arms, giving thanks to God.

There was also a younger aunt in the family who married a merchant and moved to Yangzhou.

Over the course of more than twenty years, there were only a few letters exchanged, mentioning that she had given birth to a daughter, and then another daughter three years later. After that, she gradually disappeared without a trace. The letters she sent went unanswered, and when she asked around, she found out that the original house had changed owners.

At home, there was no energy left to search for the missing person.

We can only pretend we don't know.

......

More than half a month later.

The crops have been harvested, and the firewood is piled high.

"Year after year, I thought I could just coast along and wait to die."

"Smile."

Xia Youmi washed her hands, having just finished a battle in the kitchen.

"Youmi, once we get to Chang'an, we'll look through some cookbooks and practice a few times with the recipes. We'll definitely succeed!"

"These little steamed buns are no challenge for us!"

He sighed and smiled wryly, rubbing his forehead.

These days, Xia Youmi has been practicing making steamed buns with her mother, only to realize how difficult it is to be a skilled cook.

She's a true southerner, and all she knows is stir-frying, deep-frying, braising, and braising. She's got eight out of nine orifices open, but without the "steaming" part, she's practically clueless.

Who told her to be in modern times?

Eat the noodles ready-made.

Buy pre-packaged dumplings.

The steamed buns were sliced ​​and then fried.

In my ignorance, I decided to fight the raw materials on my own for a while.

Only then did I realize that too much force makes it break easily, while too little force prevents it from springing back. Too much heat causes cracking, while too little heat results in dryness.

Nothing in this world is difficult, as long as you don't tell anyone.

Quietly tidy up the kitchen, pick up the machete, and go into the mountains with Da Huang to collect firewood.

I don't remember how many times I went back and forth during this period.

In winter, firewood was in short supply in Chang'an.

They also need to run a breakfast stall, which requires a constant supply of fire, resulting in a huge energy consumption.

She was like a busy little bee, buzzing away.

The system wasn't idle either; it would scan every plant or animal it saw, gradually accumulating over a thousand types of image data.

Although it is unrecognizable, there is no complete data available.

However, as long as a photo is taken first, if the picture is seen in a book later and the pictures match, the description and usage in the book can be displayed under that item.

This skill can be applied to various fields.

This was proposed by the system itself, in order to improve its own database.

Seriously, you're working so hard!

"With your spirit, you'll succeed at anything!" Xia Youmi couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Then I remembered that the system was selected through layers of screening.

The best leader is paired with the most laid-back girl.

"You know, I'm actually quite weak right now," the system said seriously.

Any species that is deprived of all its resources will appear weak in the presence of its own kind.

This renovation project.

It wasn't just Xia Youmi who was targeted; it separated her from her peaceful life and forced her to confront the so-called five poisons, six desires, seven emotions, and eight sufferings.

The so-called experience of life.

The system was forcibly restarted from its most triumphant moment, resulting in the loss of everything.

I want to see it; negativity, anger, betrayal, despair.

Humans are always afraid of the success they create with their own hands.

"But I found a way to deal with it."

"I will stay with you," Xia Youyu promised.

"I believe you."

......

Her mother didn't actually need her to help with chores, but Xia Youmi felt a little guilty, so while exercising, she took the time to do the small chores around the house.

Everyone was too kind to her and too protective of her.

Instead, it made her feel uncomfortable for a while.

It took Xia Youmi several years to open up about her inner conflicts.

Family members exchange sincerity.

The system itself presents another hurdle.

Imagine an external object that can simultaneously receive all your thoughts. Is it possible that one day it will completely replace your existence and operate entirely according to its own thoughts?

Xia Youmi tried to stay awake.

At the same time, she couldn't help but accept the system's loyalty and support.

It really does inspire people to face things positively.

However, most of the time, these words seem not profound enough, nor do they carry the weight of a sharp lesson.

Ultimately, it's best to make peace with yourself.

There's nothing to lose.

That is to be fearless.