Mo Qiansheng woke up and found herself transmigrated to a famine era. Not only was she struggling to eat, but she and her four children almost became someone else's meal.
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The children sat at one table by themselves, while the rest of the people squeezed together at two tables.
As darkness approached, Mo Qianshang and Madam Yao lit lanterns in the courtyard, illuminating the entire area.
They were the only family living on the mountain. Usually, all you could hear were the chirping of insects and birds, and the quiet was almost unsettling. Today, however, it was unusually lively.
Mo Qianshang took out several jars of wine that she had specially bought in the county town. Although she had no interest in baijiu, especially ancient wine, it would be good to add some fun to the occasion.
When everyone sits at the same table and gets into the mood for the meal, they start talking about the village's gossip.
The children weren't interested in what the adults were saying. After eating a little, they started running around and playing in the yard, occasionally discovering something and filling the yard with their clear laughter.
Mo Qianshang was in a good mood. She secretly redeemed a bottle of plum wine for herself from the system, changed the container in the kitchen, and had a small sip.
Although this era has lasted for more than just a day or two, before that, we were always on the road fleeing famine, which was unstable. We had been living in tents all along, which felt more like camping in the wild, and we were always on edge.
Now that my own house is completed, I finally feel like I have a place to live, and even more so, I feel like I'm living in the countryside.
Compared to the illusory glitz and glamour of her previous life and the relentless daily training, she felt that it wouldn't be bad to enjoy this kind of life occasionally.
However, now that she has a bathtub, she will gradually resume her daily exercise routine. Currently, she climbs mountains every day, and she can add weights to her workout later.
Most importantly, she is currently unemployed and needs to earn money, but no one needs her to earn money by going on missions or working as a bodyguard, so this kind of leisurely life is still quite sustenance.
"Oh, right, Madam Mo, these are the things we brought. There's not much of them, and they're not worth much money. Please accept them!"
They took some things off the oxcart, including vegetables they grew themselves, some hawthorns, and eggs. Mo Qianshang was initially embarrassed to accept them, but they were so enthusiastic that Xiao Yaoshi persuaded her to accept them.
Having no other choice, Mo Qianshang quietly instructed Xiao Yao to go to the kitchen and cut off one pound of the remaining meat for each family to take back.
With such a lavish spread, everyone who came felt their trip was worthwhile. What's more, Mo Qianshang even let them take the leftovers home. They all thought she was beautiful inside and out, a truly wonderful person, and said they would come to her for help if they ever needed anything in the future.
Although Mo Qianshang was in a good mood, she was still so tired that she lay down on her kang (heated brick bed) after everyone had left.
Her physical condition is something that can't be restored in a short time; she can't withstand the fatigue after just one day of exertion.
Those families helped clean up before leaving, leaving only their own dishes and chopsticks, which Xiao Yao was washing in the kitchen.
Mo Qianshang lit the firewood in the bathtub, sat inside to soak, and the fatigue of the day gradually evaporated with the steam.
As for the rooms, they were assigned yesterday. Mo Qianshang and Qianya will share a room, while the three boys will share a partitioned room on the west side, all three of them sleeping on a large kang (heated brick bed).
The three of them didn't care at first, but after Mo Qianshang said that the kang (heated brick bed) could be heated in winter, they accepted the idea of the three of them sleeping in the same bed with some skepticism.
Xiao Yao naturally slept in the room opposite her daughter.
After taking a shower, Mo Qianshang felt very sleepy, but she forced herself not to go to sleep. Otherwise, if she went to sleep at this time, she would probably wake up in the middle of the night. To be healthy, one needs strong self-control, especially on leisurely days like this. One must be absolutely disciplined with one's biological clock and not sleep whenever one wants or not sleep whenever one wants.
She simply moved a stool and sat in the yard to enjoy the breeze.
Unlike Mo Qianshang, Xiao Yaoshi was not so particular. She wiped herself off and started fussing over the little ones. Only after she finished fussing over them did they all come to sit in the courtyard.
“Our front and back yards are quite empty. When I have time, I’ll clear a plot of land outside the back yard and see if we can grow something on this mountain.”
Mo Qianshang rested her chin on her hand and looked up at the stars in the sky: "I'd like to build a grape trellis, but I don't know if this place is suitable for climbing grapevines."
Little Yao didn't know what grapes were, and even when she asked, she couldn't understand. All she knew was that they were something she had never seen before, a kind of fruit.
"If you like, you can plant some fruit tree saplings around the yard, but they should be far away from the yard to prevent people from climbing the trees and jumping into the yard."
"Mother, can peaches be grown? My little sister likes to eat peaches."
Qin Qingyu sat on another bench and asked seriously, while Qin Zixuan, who was running over, raised his hand: "I love apricots!"
Looking at him, Mo Qianshang felt like she was about to drool.
“You’re all little gluttons. Fine, plant whatever you like around here. In a few years, when they bear fruit, our family will have fruit to eat.”
Qin Zixuan: "Huh? Mother, do we have to wait several years to eat fruit?"
The child's innocent words amused Mo Qianshang and Madam Yao: "Of course it takes a few years. Do you think this tree can grow up overnight or bloom overnight?"
"It's already good enough that I can grow it for you. If you're thinking of eating it right away, you might as well just buy it!"
Qianya obediently came over and lay down on Mo Qianshang's lap: "Mother is the best, Mother, plant fruit for me~"
Mo Qianshang hugged her affectionately. Her daughter was truly adorable; there was no reason why she was called a "little cotton-padded jacket" (a term of endearment for a daughter).
The next day, Mr. and Mrs. Meng came to visit.
Mo Qianshang led the two into the main house: "It's a pity you didn't come yesterday. You must stay for dinner today."
Madam Meng sat in the chair, looking around in surprise: "Your house is too luxurious!"
Meng Zhuo had visited several times before and had seen similar courtyards, but he was still quite surprised this time.
"There was no other way. Boss Qi insisted that we deliver it over. I felt that I couldn't get back in a day. Otherwise, I would have liked to come and share in the joy of your new house."
Meng Zhuo was clearly more curious about the house: "Where did you find this craftsman? I don't think I've ever seen a courtyard like this before."
Mo Qianshang smiled and said, "They are craftsmen from the county town. I decided on the house myself. I drew up the plans for the craftsmen, and they built it according to my design."
"I never expected it to be restored to this extent; it's all thanks to the exquisite skills of the craftsmen."
Mo Qianshang left it at that. As for the specific name and style of the house, she dared not say it easily. After all, she did not know if there were any other places with this kind of courtyard house. It was better not to be too precise about some things.
She hesitated about the style, but based on her feelings and analysis, the climate of where she was now was more similar to the north of her previous life.
Modern architecture cannot completely resolve the north-south divide, so she naturally still has to build houses according to climatic conditions.