[Space + Stockpiling + Modern-to-Ancient Time Travel + Natural Disasters + Famine Escape]
Qian Chunhua, who had been single all her life, suddenly time-traveled—bringing along a space full ...
"Mom, you look after the shop while I make lunch."
It was almost time for Qingsong and the others to get out of school, so Qian Chunhua prepared to start cooking.
"I've already prepared the rice, just fry some vegetables." Because there were customers in the restaurant, Qian's mother spoke much more quietly.
"OK."
Qian Chunhua responded and went to the kitchen. As time was running out, she planned to make something simpler.
Take out a piece of pork belly, about one pound, and cut it all into thin strips. Qian Chunhua is going to make some shredded pork with green pepper.
Take out a large potato, peel it and cut it into shreds, and you have the stir-fried potato shreds.
Take out an organic egg that you just harvested the day before and two tomatoes, and a bowl of tomato and egg soup is ready.
Two dishes, a soup, and a bowl of rice, a simple but hearty lunch is ready.
The timing was just right, the last soup was done, and Qian Xingshan appeared at the door with his three children.
"Mom, grandma." Qingfeng shouted while running towards Qian Chunhua.
"Be careful." Qian Chunhua quickly moved aside, fearing that the soup in her hand would scald Qingfeng.
Qingsong was quick to grab his brother and said with a smile, "Didn't you see that your mother was holding a bowl?"
Qingfeng stuck out his tongue and laughed, he knew he was wrong.
"Qian, brother will take you to wash hands." Qingsong said, and took Qingfeng to the kitchen to get hot water to wash hands. Xiaoling also followed his brother to wash hands together.
At the dinner table, Qingsong suddenly said, "Mom, the teacher said that the weather is too cold today, so we won't go to school after class today."
Qian Chunhua was stunned for a moment. He thought it was time for the school to have winter vacation, but he didn't know how it was done in this era.
"Okay." Qian Chunhua nodded. It would be a torture for them to go to school in such a cold day in the house without any heating.
"When I stop going to school, I will take Qingsong to Lion Mountain to chop firewood." Qian Xingshan finished the rice in the bowl and started talking.
"Won't your teacher give you homework?"
"Sure, but I'll finish my homework before I go chop wood."
"Sure, I can do my homework at home in the morning and go chop wood in the afternoon." Qian Chunhua felt that this arrangement could combine work and rest.
Qingfeng also laughed at the side, "I also want to go chop wood, and I can also cut grass for pigs."
"Okay, all of you go." Qian Chunhua smiled and said, just treat it as an outdoor exercise for the children. Now there is no pig at home, so they need to cut grass for the pigs.
However, Qian Chunhua searched for a long time but couldn't find a teacher who could teach the children martial arts. She couldn't just send such young children to a martial arts school.
If you don’t have a martial arts teacher, you can just go out and exercise first.
After dinner, Qian Chunhua and her three children cleaned up the dishes, and then took out all the things she had bought for everyone in the county town in the morning.
"For me?" Qian Xingshan widened his eyes, unable to believe that he also had it.
"Go try it on quickly." Qian Chunhua patted his silly brother and urged him to go into the lounge to try it on.
"I have one too." Qingfeng held up his little cotton jacket and said with a smile, "I'll keep this one for the New Year."
"Mine is so beautiful." Xiao Ling held her cotton-padded jacket, her eyes sparkling.
Qian Chunhua thought the cotton coat was rustic, but Zhao Xiaoling loved it. Well, maybe this is the aesthetic of this era.
"Mom, you should try it too." Qian Chunhua handed her two cotton coats, one in crimson purple and one in sky blue, which he had specially picked out for her mother.
Qian's mother was surprised and relieved that the caring daughter who had left came back again.
For a moment, everyone was happily trying on their new cotton coats and trousers. Qingsong had a smile on his face throughout the whole process.