I traveled back to ancient times, but I was able to lie down and relax.

Early on the third day, Liu Nanjia had just gotten up when she heard a grumbling voice coming from outside: "You lazy brat, all you do is slack off! The water in the water tank is almost empty, and you haven't even gone to fetch some! Look at the time! You haven't even made breakfast yet. What, are you expecting me to serve you?"

It was Aunt Fang scolding my eldest sister, Liu Yan.

Liu Yan is her aunt's daughter, one year older than Liu Yanxi, at 14 years old. She has an older brother, Liu Anhe, who is 16 years old, and a younger brother, Liu Anren, who is only 4 years old. Second children are easily overlooked, and in this extremely patriarchal family, her situation is only slightly better than that of her three siblings; being scolded is a common occurrence.

But today, Liu Nanjia immediately realized that Fang was making veiled attacks.

Carrying water is hard work, and it's not that we don't want her to do it, but simply because this body is still small and doesn't have much strength, so it's still done by the men in the family. As for breakfast, the original owner of this body makes the most of it.

Although I know that the head injury means I can't rest for more than a few days, it's only been a short time, the bleeding hasn't even stopped yet, why am I in such a hurry?

This auntie practically makes nagging them her career.

"Sister," came the timid voice of her younger sister, Liu Sirou, who was now living with her sister in their parents' old room.

"Your head injury hasn't healed yet, I'll go make breakfast." He said, turning to leave.

It seems this little sister is quite clever; at only 5 years old, she already knows that those words are deliberately targeting her.

That's true. In this family, if you don't have any sense of propriety, you'll only have a worse time.

“Ignore her,” Liu Nanjia stopped her, then slowly began to put on her clothes, saying, “It’s not time to make breakfast yet. Let her curse if she wants to. Anyway, she didn’t name names, so let’s just pretend we didn’t hear it.”

Liu Sirou blinked at her, feeling that her sister seemed a little different today. After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't go out.

After tidying up the bed, Liu Nanjia slowly walked out.

At this moment, Fang seemed to have finished cursing and had just stopped to catch her breath. When she saw her come out, she opened her mouth to continue cursing.

Liu Nanjia spoke first: "Aunt, I overslept. I'll go fetch water right away, but my wound hasn't healed yet. What if someone sees me..."

She paused deliberately, then said, "I'll just say I fell by myself." With that, she turned to leave.

In rural areas, courtyards are all open-air, so you can hear everything that's happening in someone's house clearly from outside.

Therefore, the villagers were somewhat aware of their family situation, and they had long been gossiping about Fang, the aunt who mistreated her nephews and nieces.

Fang hesitated for a moment. The women in the village, who usually loved to gossip, had always chosen to beat people in places where they couldn't be seen. Since it wasn't out in the open, there was no evidence, and no one would go to her specifically to say anything.

But this time it was different. Her head was broken and bleeding. If she were allowed to go out and wander around, who knows what those gossipy women would say about her. The commotion that day was quite significant.

Thinking this through, Fang immediately pulled Liu Nanjia aside and said, "Forget it, you don't need to fetch water, and don't go out for the next few days either."

After saying that, her tone changed again, as if not letting her fetch water was a great favor. "It's your turn to make breakfast, isn't it? If you delay your grandpa's meal, you won't be as easy to talk to as I am."

Liu Nanjia rolled her eyes inwardly, but replied aloud, "Yes, I'll go right away."

As Fang watched her walk away, she thought to herself, "Why does this niece seem a little different?"

Liu Nanjia led her younger sister into the kitchen and made breakfast according to the original owner's memories.

At this time, villagers generally only eat two meals a day, so they tend to eat more for breakfast.

The "more" here refers to quantity, while the variety is very limited. Each person gets a large bowl of thin porridge, which is millet mixed with other coarse grains, namely millet. These coarse grains are not the kind that modern people eat for health reasons; they are really coarse and can hurt your throat.

The staple food was cornbread made from mixed grains. There was enough of it, but that was for the rest of the family. The three siblings and their eldest sister, Liu Yan, could only eat one at most. If they tried to take more, they would be scolded.

The vegetables were grown in the yard. I just picked a little bit and boiled it. It was so bland that it had almost no taste. Salt is very expensive, not to mention oil.

After finishing the unpalatable breakfast, Liu Nanjia was ordered to do various chores around the house. Until she could think of a way to escape this family, she couldn't resist too obviously.

But who in the workplace doesn't slack off? They might pretend to clean the yard while secretly thinking about their next move.

According to the original owner's memories, this is a small mountain village nestled against the mountains and beside the water, called Dushui Village.

The natural environment is quite nice; if it were in modern times, it might even be developed into a tourist attraction.

But this was in ancient times, and not only was transportation inconvenient, but it was also quite a distance from the nearest town, Anping County.

In addition, the terrain is not flat, making farming more laborious and yielding lower output, which has led to poverty for every household in the village.

Almost half of the families in Dushui Village are surnamed Liu. Most of the other families are people who fled famine later, so they are not as united as those with the surname Liu. Therefore, the village head is usually a person with the surname Liu.

The current one seems to have some kind of family connection with them.

Perhaps the matter of dividing the family property could be addressed by approaching the village head? Liu Nanjia thought.

Back then, my father was the most educated man in the village, and he helped him a lot. The two of them had always had a good relationship.

However, the matter of dividing the family property still needs to be discussed with the older brother and younger sister, especially the older brother, who is the only male heir of the second branch of the family, so he has to be the one to handle this matter.

The fields aren't too busy right now, and Liu Yanxi is chopping firewood in the yard.

Liu Nanjia put a square scarf over her head to cover the wound, filled a wooden basin with the clothes to be washed, and carried it outside.

As they walked, he said, "Little sister, I'm going to the river to wash clothes. Take a basket and come with me. Let's see if we can dig up any wild vegetables."

Liu Sirou obediently responded. Fang glanced at them and, seeing that the injury on her head was covered, remained silent.

As they passed Liu Yanxi, taking advantage of the others' inattention, she whispered, "Brother, in a little while, under the pretense of fetching water, go find us by the river. I have something to tell you."

Liu Yanxi was a little surprised to hear this, but he still nodded and replied in a low voice, "Okay."

The two sisters walked to the riverbank, and soon they saw a young man walking briskly towards them; it was Liu Yanxi.

Liu Nanjia gestured to him and led his sister to a secluded place where they could talk.

Before she could speak, Liu Yanxi interrupted, "Second sister, what's wrong? Is your wound hurting again? You've been eating in the room for the past two days, you must not have eaten enough, right? It's all my fault, I didn't protect you and I didn't leave you more food."

Hearing this, Liu Nanjia felt a warmth in her heart. This brother had always been very good to her and her sister. If it weren't for him these past two years, the two sisters would definitely be in a worse situation than they are now, and they might even have been sold.

She didn't answer her brother's question, but went straight to the point: "Brother, do you want to separate the family?"