Forced to Disown Me, I Got Rich in a Cowshed, Why Are You Crying?

In the 21st century, Chen Qingqing transmigrated to become cannon fodder in Nanshan Village of the Great Ning Dynasty. In a year of famine and a waning moon, her wicked grandmother, to support her ...

Chapter 15 Borrowing Pot

Chapter 15 Borrowing Pot

Chen Qingqing learned about the information of this era while walking.

The people of Daning Dynasty were open-minded and did not object to women showing their faces in public.

In a word, the competent ones get the job.

She was very satisfied. She could open a pharmacy and do business in the future. She would definitely be able to live a free and easy life in this era.

Before I knew it, I was at the door of the village head's house.

At this time, Li, the wife of the village head, was standing in the yard, chatting with Wu Baoan, who was plucking the feathers of an old hen.

"Boss, did the Chen family really separate the Zhanshan family and sever the ties?"

"Of course not. How can this be fake? I wrote the letter of severance."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this old lady Chen is too biased. Zhanshan has caused a lot of trouble for their family over the years, but in the end he got nothing."

Li's face was filled with indignation.

"You said Chen Zhancai has been taking exams for more than ten years, but he hasn't even passed the imperial examination. In my opinion, he is not cut out for studying. If the Chen family doesn't stop the losses in time, they will definitely have a hard time in the future."

"Okay, whether he passes the exam or not has nothing to do with us, so stop worrying about it."

"I'm just standing up for Zhanshan."

Wu Baoan sighed softly, "In my opinion, it's better to divide the land. Zhan Shan is willing to work hard and is not afraid of hardship. He won't really starve to death. If we don't divide it, Qing Yatou and Han Xiaozi will be sold by Old Lady Chen sooner or later."

"You're right."

After Li finished speaking, she looked up and saw Chen Qingqing walking in. She smiled and greeted her warmly.

"Qing girl is here, come in and sit down."

Wu Baoan quickly put down the old hen in his hands, stood up and asked, "Qing girl, is everything in order at home?"

Chen Qingqing smiled softly, "My parents are putting everything in order, it's almost done."

"That's good. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly. Don't be polite with me."

Hearing him say this, Chen Qingqing secretly praised Wu Baoan for being a smart man. She knew that he must have come here for something, and it was indeed a pleasure to do things with a smart person.

She scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed. "Uncle Lizheng, we don't have any pots and pans yet, so we can't cook dinner tonight."

Wu Baoan didn't even think about it. "Don't worry, that's easy. I have a new pot at home. You can take it back and use it first. There's no rush to return it."

"Thank you, Uncle Lizheng. I won't be shy then."

Wu Baoan then instructed Li, who was standing by, "Mother, quickly bring Qing a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Mrs. Li took out a large bowl filled with food and five sets of bowls and chopsticks, "Qing girl, take a look and see if you need anything. Auntie will get it for you."

Chen Qingqing was no longer polite, "Auntie, please give me some more seasoning!"

"Okay, wait." Li turned around and took out half a bag of millet and various seasonings from the house. To her surprise, there was also a small bowl of lard. "Girl, take this little bit of millet back and eat it first. Otherwise, your body won't be able to handle just the rice bran."

"Thank you, Auntie. I will return the rice when my family gets better off."

"What are you going to return? Since I gave it to you, I have no intention of asking for it back."

"Thank you so much, Auntie."

"Why are you being so polite to me, kid?"

Her grandparents didn't treat them as human beings, but outsiders gave her infinite warmth. Chen Qingqing knew the situation at home.

That little bit of rice bran really can't last for three to five days, but with these millets, it can at least last for ten days or eight days.

She took the corn, her eyes slightly moist, "Auntie, I'll go back first, you guys are busy."

"Okay, go back quickly. Come to my house often when you have time."

"Okay, please stay, auntie." Chen Qingqing said and turned to leave.

Watching Chen Qingqing leave the courtyard, Mrs. Li shook her head and sighed, "Such a good child, at such a young age, yet Old Lady Chen was so cruel as to marry her off to Butcher Li. How immoral!"

Wu Baoan sneered, "In my opinion, the Chen family will regret it sooner or later."

"What do you mean?"

"I feel this Qing girl has a lot of tenacity. She will definitely have a bright future. Let's just wait and see!"

Mrs. Li nodded. "I hope so. I feel sorry for the child. I don't know how much suffering he will have to endure during this period."

......

Chen Qingqing returned home and found that the thatched house had been cleaned inside and out.

My parents used wood to make a simple partition in the room, and used a few tree stumps as support. They put a few wooden boards on top to build two beds, put some straw underneath and covered them with worn quilts.

Although the conditions are a bit simple, at least I have a place to live.

Looking at the clean and tidy thatched house, she couldn't help but smile.

Isn’t this the pastoral life I always longed for? I never expected it to actually come true.

But this era is really too poor. I must work hard to make money, leave this cowshed as soon as possible, and live a rich life with my parents.

The sun sets.

Chen Zhanshan built a stove with stones in the yard and boiled hot water in the pot.

Chen Qingqing praised generously, "Dad, you are really amazing. Look at how well this stove is built."

Chen Zhanshan said with a doting look, "Girl, when did you become so good at talking?"

"My daughter has always been like this, but no one cares." Chen Qingqing said coquettishly.

Lin frowned slightly. No matter what her children did in the past, no matter how well they did, her parents-in-law never took them seriously. They either beat or scolded them and were never satisfied.

The third room's child does nothing, and the parents-in-law look at him with a smile in their eyes.

How ironic, there is no harm without comparison.

Although it’s a bit hard now, I’m in a good mood, and what’s more important is that our family is happy.

Lin waved to Chen Qingqing, "Come here, Qing girl, let me clean your wound."

Chen Qingqing then remembered that she had a wound on her head, and secretly blamed herself for being careless. Although the wound was not big, if it got infected, it would be fatal in this ancient time when medical care was underdeveloped.

"Mom, please bring me a bowl of hot water."

"Okay." Lin scooped a bowl of hot water from the boiling pot.

Chen Qingqing took out some salt she had brought from Wu Baoan's house and put it in to melt it. Then she found a clean cloth, dipped it in the salt water and began to clean the wound. When the salt water touched her skin, she gasped in pain.

This old lady Chen is really cruel. She used so much strength to kill the original owner before she took the opportunity to get through.

Lin was confused by her action, "Qing girl, it will hurt so much if you put the salt water on it."

"Mom, it doesn't hurt. It will be fine in a while."

Chen Qingqing sighed helplessly. There was no iodine or hydrogen peroxide.

Although the disinfection effect of salt water is not very good, it is still effective and is better than warm water.

"Mom, please clean up that big hen. We will have stewed chicken tonight to celebrate our family's new beginning."

"Okay, Mom will clean it up right away."

It didn't take long for Lin to chop the big hen into pieces.

"Qing girl, mother can't cook such a big chicken!"

"Mom, you and Dad take a rest. I'll make dinner tonight."

Chen Qingqing planned to stew it into soup. Old hens are the most nutritious. Although she was a doctor in her previous life, she was also a person who knew how to enjoy life. Her hands could not only hold a scalpel, but also cook, stir-fry and deep-fry.

"Xiaohan, light the fire for me."

"Okay." Chen Han agreed happily...