A renowned ancient physician transmigrates into the body of an abandoned woman, only to be sold off

“My parents, my grandmother, and my second uncle have all gone to the fields and are working there now. Aunt, please sit here for a while, and I will go and call them back right now.”

After Hu Chao finished speaking, he was about to run out of the courtyard when Hu Cuicui quickly called out to him, "Chao'er, wait a minute, we'll go with you."

After Hu Cuicui finished speaking, Song Zidong and Song Dashan also stood up from their chairs. They looked around the yard and saw a hoe on the side. They went over, each took a handy tool, and then followed Hu Chao out.

"Sister-in-law, you stay in the yard and watch over these children. I think it's almost noon, time for lunch. I'll go to the kitchen to cook."

"My little sister and the others are in the yard, they should be fine. Let me go to the kitchen with you!"

Ji Qingqing thought that with Song Ziming here, there shouldn't be any danger, especially since they were in their own yard.

"It's alright, sister-in-law. You can just sit here and watch. I can manage on my own."

Seeing that Song Zhili had already said so, Ji Qingqing had no choice but to nod, "Alright then, just call me if you need anything."

"OK, all right."

Song Zhili responded and went to the kitchen. She looked around and went to the rice container. She opened it and found that there was no rice left in the container.

She searched the kitchen again and found only some hard cornbread; there was nothing else.

Song Zhili couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Good heavens, this place was even poorer than when she transmigrated into Hu Cuicui's family! Fortunately, they had bought a lot of grain before they came, otherwise they wouldn't even have anything to eat here.

She went to the yard and took all the meat and vegetables they had bought to the kitchen. The rice was too heavy for her to carry, so she took a large bowl to the yard, untied the rice bag, filled it with some rice, and went into the kitchen.

As soon as she entered the kitchen, she saw an empty wooden bucket in the corner. She took the bucket out and shouted loudly at Song Ziming.

"Ziming, come here for a moment."

Upon hearing Song Ziming's voice, Song Ziming immediately put down the toys he was holding and ran towards the kitchen. "Sister, why did you call me?"

“When we came here, I noticed there was a river nearby. Why don’t you go and see if there are any fish in the river? If there are, catch a couple.”

Song Zhili handed the wooden bucket to him.

"Okay, I'll go take a look now."

Song Ziming took the wooden bucket from Song Zhili's hand, then walked to Hu Li's side and patted him on the shoulder.

"Are there any fish in the stream near your village? Come catch some with us!"

When Hu Li heard that Song Ziming was going to catch fish, he was full of confusion. "Grandma and Mother both said that the fish doesn't taste good. Why do we need to catch those fish?"

"Oh, stop asking so many questions. Come on, let's go catch some fish."

"Uncle, are you going fishing? I want to go too, can I come with you?"

When Song Qiqi heard that Song Ziming and the others were going to catch fish, she stood up, wanting to go with Song Ziming.

"Okay, if you want to go, just follow behind us, but when you get to the river, you must be careful not to get too close to the riverbank, or you might fall in."

Song Ziming gave a special instruction, and Song Qiqi nodded repeatedly. In the end, all the children followed Song Ziming to the river to catch fish.

Seeing that the children had all left, Ji Qingqing had nothing to do, so she went to the kitchen to help Song Zhili prepare lunch.

With Ji Qingqing's help, Song Zhili was indeed able to cook much faster. When the children returned with the fish, Song Zhili glanced into the wooden bucket and saw several large fish inside.

Ji Qingqing also saw the fish in the wooden bucket. She asked Song Zhili what kind of fish she wanted to make. When she learned that Song Zhili wanted to make braised fish, she skillfully scooped the two big fish out of the wooden bucket and began to scale, gut, and remove their internal organs.

Having previously made fish balls at home, Ji Qingqing was already quite skilled at using sharks.

Soon, the aroma of food from the kitchen wafted into the yard, and the children, smelling it, swallowed hard.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard. Song Dashan, Song Zidong, Hu Cuicui, and the others returned.

Song Zhili looked out the window and saw an elderly woman with half-gray hair following behind Song Zidong. This must be Wu Xiue.

“Cui Cui, it’s rare for you to come back. Please sit in the courtyard for a while. Zheng Shi and I will go to the kitchen to cook for you.”

Wu Xiue put down her farm tools and was about to go to the kitchen to cook when she suddenly remembered that there seemed to be no food left in the kitchen. So she walked to Zheng's side and whispered in her ear.

“Zheng, go and borrow some grain from another family. So many people have come to our house today, and the kitchen doesn’t have enough grain.”

After listening to what Wu Xiue said, Zheng frowned in distress. "Mother, who would be willing to lend us grain now? We've already borrowed so much grain and haven't paid it back yet. I'm afraid we won't be able to borrow much more, and they're not willing to lend us any more anyway."

Hearing Zheng's words, she lowered her head sadly. Her daughter and her family had come all this way; surely they couldn't be without food.

"Sigh, fine, I'll go borrow it myself. I refuse to believe that if I lower myself, no one will be willing to lend it to us."

As Wu Xiue turned to leave to borrow grain, Hu Cuicui stopped her, "Mother, where are you going? It's almost time to eat. If you need anything, go later."

Earlier, Hu Cuicui saw Wu Xiue talking to Zheng Shi. She then went to the kitchen and saw that Song Zhili and Ji Qingqing had already cooked lunch.

She helped them bring the food to the table, and just then she saw Wu Xiu'e about to go out again, so she called out to her.

Upon hearing Hu Cuicui's words, Wu Xiue and Zheng Shi turned around at the same time. Earlier, when they entered the house, they had smelled the aroma of food, but they assumed it was coming from their neighbor's house and didn't think much of it.

Hearing Hu Cuicui say it was time to eat, she and Zheng Shi exchanged a glance and jogged towards the main room. They were stunned to see a large table of dishes on the table, and they couldn't help but swallow.

"Where...where did all these dishes come from?"

Wu Xiue was so surprised by the dishes on the table that she stammered. Zheng Shi and Hu Zhengqing and Hu Zhengxing, who had just come in, were in the same situation.

"Big brother, am I really not dreaming? There are so many delicious dishes on this table! Quick, pinch me!"

Hu Zhengqing lived up to Hu Zhengxing's expectations, pinching his arm hard.

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Is this really true, Mother? When did we have so much food?"

Wu Xiue shook her head. "I don't know either."