(An everyday story of a woman transmigrated into the 1950s and a man whose soul travels from the apocalypse. No research value, everything is fictional, writing is not easy, please be lenient.)
...Li Guizhi thought to herself, "Mom, how old is our Erdan? Why is he so worried all the time?"
"It's good that the child is sensible, but if it's something that's always playing around, you'll be even more worried. Hurry up and add some firewood, and hurry up and clean up those things. The smell is easy for people to see in broad daylight."
"Oh, right, have someone send some beef to your Uncle Zhang later. Erdan told me to, so don't forget."
Old Zhang is such a fussy old man, always acting like he's going to die on someone else's behalf. I don't know why my son Erdan is so into his temperament. He treats Erdan incredibly well. A few years ago, when Erdan was starving, the old man gave him plenty of food.
"I remember, Mom. What should we do with those old succulents, Mom?"
The old lady glanced at the door before whispering to her eldest daughter-in-law, "Tomorrow, have the second and third sons send it over there. When we get there, we'll make it into jerky. We can eat it slowly; this kind of meat can't be bought with money."
“Okay, let’s go there first thing tomorrow morning. We can’t finish taking care of those succulents in one day.”
"We'll send some meat to your family after the busy farming season is over in a few days. We can't do it now, or people will start to have other ideas."
"I know, Mother," the mother replied. Her daughter had just brought back two calves, and if the family took the meat out now, people would definitely have some reservations.
"Mother, I can handle things here. After Erdan finishes washing, please go in and check on her. I don't know if she has any other injuries. Also, please get some medicinal wine to rub on her."
"Okay, I'll go in and check on Erdan in a bit. Keep your voices down in the backyard."
When the old lady saw Qian Xiao's little feet, which were swollen like pig's trotters, she almost burst into tears of heartache: "You little rascal, why do you insist on coming up the mountain with your feet like this? Let your grandpa and the others carry you back slowly."
"You can't keep bluffing like that. You're back safe and sound today, but what if something had really happened to you? Grandma, check if there's anything else that hurts."
Qian Xiao was sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed) wearing only his underwear and vest. The old lady patted him for a long time, and found that he had several bruises on his body, but the child seemed oblivious to the pain.
"You, you, you're still so young. Why do you think so much all the time? Grandma just wants you to grow up safely. If you really like going into the woods, just wander around outside and bring back some pheasants or something. But don't go into the old woods again."
“I understand, Grandma. I just saw that my second and third uncles were working even harder than an ox, so I thought I'd go to the mountains to catch a couple of calves to raise. That way, the oxen can be used to work the fields in the mountains. Otherwise, how can my second and third uncles’ bodies take it if they keep working like this?”
The old lady knew her granddaughter wasn't the type to cause trouble: "Why are you worrying about such things all the time? Everyone goes through this, right?"
"You should rest and recover these next few days. Doesn't your foot hurt when you walk?"
"It's alright. I was just thinking it wouldn't be safe in the woods after dark. I can come back after going there once. I didn't break any bones. The swelling will go down in a couple of days and I'll be fine. Grandma, can we make some meat for us tomorrow?"
"Eat up! My granddaughter did so much work, how can she not eat some meat to nourish herself?" It's perfect timing to cook some meat over there and bring it back tomorrow, so that the whole village won't be so eager to know when we cook meat.
"Alright, you don't need to worry about things at home. Get some rest. Aren't you tired today? Grandma will close the door for you."
As soon as the old lady left, Qian Xiao quickly lay down. She was eager to go into her space to see the gifts Shuangdan had brought back for her. It had been so long since she had touched those electronic products, let alone watched those TV series and movies. Now she would have entertainment again.
Qian Xiao didn't enter the space with her whole body; her feet were still swollen. Entering with her spirit body would be easier.
The little system was waiting for Qian Xiao in the space. When it saw Qian Xiao come in, it waved and said, "Come here quickly. I also got you a comfortable sofa. You can sit on the sofa and watch your tablet from now on."
Qian Xiao opened her mouth wide: "When will you be able to transform your body?" She only knew that the little system existed, but she had never seen what it looked like.
The little system scratched its cat-like head: "I've found an energy source, so now I have the energy to create a virtual body." It's a noble system, working for a human, so asking for more isn't unreasonable, right? It has plenty of energy right now.
The virtual cat created by the small system is a cuddly and adorable Ragdoll cat. I doubt anyone could dislike such a cute little animal: "So adorable."
"Hehehe, I'm glad you like it, host. Come and sit on this sofa, see if it's comfortable?"
The sofa the little system was talking about was a single-person beanbag chair. Seeing a soft sofa makes you want to sit on it. She was never curious about how the little system got these things, after all, she was the beneficiary.
Qian Xiao darted over in a few steps and plopped down on the beanbag chair. Oh my god! She curled up in comfortably. Waaaaah, she was so miserable. She had finally recovered from the unexpected death of her parents, and then she killed herself while trying to do a good deed.
Then she began to drift aimlessly, and was eventually hit by the little system, which brought her to this backward era. If it weren't for the fact that she had a group of relatives who were good to her, she would have preferred to just die.
Modern times are great, why make her suffer in the 1950s? She didn't do anything particularly heinous in her past life, why punish her like this?
Perhaps sensing Qian Xiao's sadness, Shuang Dan quickly took out the tablet: "Take a look at the programs inside, are you satisfied?"
Seeing the tablet computer floating in front of her, Qian Xiao was overjoyed. She rubbed her hands together vigorously and carefully took it. Seeing the unfamiliar logo on it, she knew that this definitely wasn't from the place she had lived in her past life.
However, no matter how many worlds she went through, the way to use this thing was pretty much the same. She turned on the power button, and sure enough, there were many downloaded apps on the screen. Although she couldn't use them now, they were still familiar to her. There were also many downloaded movies and variety shows.
She first clicked on a variety show to watch. Although the actors were all unfamiliar, the scenes looked familiar, and soon Qian Xiao was laughing heartily, completely forgetting the inexplicable sadness she had felt earlier.
This shows how big Qian Xiao's heart is.
Before she could even finish looking at it, the tablet shut down automatically because it ran out of power. Qian Xiao was dumbfounded. How could she have forgotten that this thing needed to be charged? The problem was, where was she going to get power now?
"Hey, Shuangdan, didn't you get a matching power bank?" Even though power banks don't last long, it's good to have some fun while it lasts, right?