Nian'an took the dried sweet potato and ate it in small bites, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Lin Wanqiu: "Mom, with this food, we won't go hungry in the winter, right?"
"No, not anymore." Lin Wanqiu stroked her son's head, her tone firm. "From now on, we won't go hungry, and things will only get better and better. Mom will cook lots of delicious food for you so you can grow tall and strong."
Nian'an nodded vigorously, hugged Lin Wanqiu's leg, and smiled happily.
Looking at her son's smile, Lin Wanqiu felt a surge of motivation. She knew this was just the beginning of her struggle in the 1960s, and many more difficulties awaited her. But as long as she was with Nian'an, and as long as she had her spatial ability as a cheat code, she was confident that in this era of scarcity, they could carve out their own path and give Nian'an a better life.
In the afternoon, Lin Wanqiu was drying grain in the yard when she heard Zhang Lan's voice from the gate: "Wanqiu, are you home? Mom asked me to come and talk to you about something."
Lin Wanqiu frowned. She knew without a doubt that Zhang Lan was there to cause trouble on behalf of Old Lady Shen. She put down the wooden rake in her hand, walked to the courtyard gate, and said coldly, "Sister-in-law, just say what you have to say here. I'm busy."
Zhang Lan said with a forced smile, "Wanqiu, about today's grain distribution, I was just confused for a moment. Don't take it to heart. We're all family, there's no such thing as holding a grudge overnight."
"Family?" Lin Wanqiu sneered. "Sister-in-law, if you truly considered me family, you wouldn't have let Mom have Wang, the custodian, give me less grain. Now that I have the grain, you're talking to me about family? Isn't it a bit too late?"
Zhang Lan was speechless, her smile freezing on her face. She coughed twice and said, "Wanqiu, Mom said that Nian'an is the root of the Shen family, and it's not right for him to always live here with you. Why don't you let Nian'an move in with Mom so that Mom can take care of him?"
Lin Wanqiu's heart tightened. Old Mrs. Shen was trying to take Nian'an away and use him to blackmail her! Her eyes turned cold: "Sister-in-law, Nian'an is my son. I can take care of him myself, so Mom doesn't need to worry. Go back and tell Mom not to mess with Nian'an again, or I won't be polite to her!"
Seeing Lin Wanqiu's resolute attitude, Zhang Lan knew that there was no point in continuing the conversation, so she had no choice but to leave dejectedly.
Lin Wanqiu closed the door, her anger still burning. She knew that Old Madam Shen wouldn't let it go so easily and would definitely try to take Nian'an and her things again. She had to find a way as soon as possible to completely free herself and Nian'an from the Shen family's control and live a peaceful life.
She went inside and looked at the sleeping Nian'an, secretly vowing to herself: no matter what difficulties she encountered, she would protect Nian'an and ensure that Nian'an grew up healthy and happy in this era. She would rely on her own hands, the resources and skills within her spatial dimension, to carve out a place for herself in this 1960s, and lead Nian'an to a better life!
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