Qin Ziqin opened her eyes and found herself transmigrated to the 1980s, becoming a city heiress sent to the countryside. The beginning was a hellish mode: their home was utterly bare, with not a si...
"Don't scream." Miao Cuicui felt a little embarrassed.
Zhao Daniu's mouth was grinning almost to his ears. He didn't ask Miao Cuicui to go to work. He asked her to sit quietly and went out to Qin Zijin's house.
"Brother Daniu? Are you done with your work?" Seeing that Zhao Daniu's clothes were covered in dust, Qin Zijin immediately understood.
Zhao Daniu nodded, scratched his head, and then spoke: "I was busy outside this morning. Gouzi and the others said that they would come to work for you after dinner."
"Okay, thank you first." Qin Zijin immediately felt relieved.
Zhao Daniu didn't say much. He said a few words to Qin Zijin at the door and went home.
"Woof woof woof..." Qin Zijin was just about to close the door when suddenly a dog barking caught her attention.
Looking up, I saw a familiar old yellow dog limping towards me. It was covered in blood and looked particularly miserable. It was Dahuang, whom I hadn't seen for several days.
"Dahuang? Where have you been?" Qin Zijin opened the door and let Dahuang into the yard. Dahuang fell down as soon as he entered the door, which scared her.
After checking, I found that he was just starving. He hadn't eaten for several days and was injured. His body had reached its limit.
Qin Zijin quickly went to get some water and fed it to the cat first. He also added glucose to the water to supplement its nutrients.
"Woof woof..." Dahuang licked the palm of Qin Zijin's hand, barked weakly twice, turned his head to look towards the door, and then lay back weakly.
Tang Ruixuan just walked out of the house at this moment, with Tang Simeng, who had just woken up, beside him.
"Mom, Dahuang is back! Is Dad back?" Tang Simeng is usually very attached to Tang Can. Now that she can't see him, she naturally misses him a lot. Looking at Dahuang, she couldn't help but ask excitedly.
Qin Zijin shook her head: "Da Huang came back on his own, but your father probably has some news. Meng Meng, Xuan Xuan, Mom might be away for a few days. Can you guys stay at your aunt's house next door for a few days?"
"Yeah, okay!" Tang Simeng had almost no hesitation.
Tang Ruixuan looked at Qin Zijin with a worried look on his face. He always felt that something had happened to his father and it was definitely not as simple as Qin Zijin said.
Qin Zijin was not in a hurry to set off. He decided to wait until Dahuang's injury healed and then let it lead the way. They should be able to find Tang Shen.
"You guys go back to the house first, don't catch a cold. Mengmeng, why aren't you dressed properly?" Qin Zijin looked up and saw that Tang Simeng was only wearing clothes draped over her body, and his face changed immediately.
Tang Simeng shrank her neck and quickly pulled Tang Ruixuan into the house.
There was a fire in the room, so it was very warm.
The two little guys got into bed, and Tang Simeng sighed: "Brother, why did Mom suddenly become so fierce?"
Tang Ruixuan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Tang Simeng with some confusion: "Isn't Mom always like this?"
"No, hasn't mom always been gentle? She's never mean to anyone." Tang Simeng frowned and corrected Tang Ruixuan's words seriously.
Tang Ruixuan's expression changed. He stared at Tang Simeng for a long time. He reached out and touched her forehead, then frowned again.
He felt that something was wrong with Tang Simeng.
But he couldn't tell what exactly was wrong.
Looks like I have to ask my mom.
Qin Zijin is still making clothes for the two children.
Some of the cloth was bought when she went out to town before, and some was exchanged from the space.
In addition to the warm clothes for wearing underneath and the cotton-padded jackets for wearing outside, Qin Zijin also exchanged some balls of wool, and then knitted sweaters, scarves and hats for the two little ones.
By four o'clock, Qin Zijin had finished making clothes for the two children.
Each person has two sets of clothes.
Looking at the cotton again, there is still a lot left because it is mixed with silk cotton. I guess I can make another set for adults.
Looking down at his cotton-padded jacket that had been washed so much it looked white, Qin Zijin decided to make himself one first.
This makes it much more convenient to go into the mountains to look for Tang ginseng.
After tidying up the things in the room, Qin Zijin went next door with the finished clothes.
The two little guys were sitting on the bed, dangling their little feet, looking very bored.
Thinking about Zhao Gang going to school, Qin Zijin felt that it was time to teach the two little guys to read, and by the way, see if there was anything they were interested in and cultivate them.
A four-year-old child is at the age when he or she has the strongest ability to accept and learn. This good period of time must not be wasted.
"Come here, both of you, and try on the new clothes to see if they fit you properly." Qin Zijin waved and shouted to the two little guys.
Both of their eyes lit up, and then they got off the bed and walked obediently in front of Qin Zijin.
Qin Zijin first tried the jacket on Tang Simeng. The jacket she made was a medium-length one that just covered the hips. It fit Tang Simeng perfectly now and the style was also very nice.
The little girl liked it so much that she didn't want to take it off.
The style of Tang Ruixuan's clothes was much simpler, but when he wore them, they made him look particularly fair and handsome, and he exuded a sense of nobility.
Qin Zijin asked the two men to stand still, looked at them carefully, and made sure that there was nothing that needed to be modified in the clothes before letting them take them off.
These clothes need to be aired. Now is not the time to wear them.
The clothes inside can be changed into when they wipe their bodies at night.
There are two patients at home, so the dishes Qin Zijin cooks in the evening are mostly nutritious and contain more liquid food.
"Mom, it's delicious." Tang Simeng's mouth was full of oil and her belly was round.
"You can't eat too much. You can't eat anymore after you finish what's in the bowl." Qin Zijin frowned and scolded.
The little girl shrank her neck and responded obediently.
Tang Ruixuan frowned again when he saw her like this.
After dinner, Tang Ruixuan helped Qin Zijin clean up the dishes. When he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, he said to Qin Zijin hesitantly, "Mom, I think something is wrong with my sister after she woke up."
"What's wrong?" Qin Zijin had spent less time with Tang Simeng, and most of his impressions of her came from the original owner's memories. When he heard Tang Ruixuan say this, his expression became much more serious.
"She suddenly said today that mom was not fierce before, but very gentle, and she seemed a little afraid of you." Tang Ruixuan looked at Qin Zijin with a serious expression.
Qin Zijin's heart skipped a beat, as if he had been seen through.
Children are very perceptive. Maybe Tang Simeng has realized that she is not the original Qin Zijin.