Morning on the mountain begins when the first rays of sunlight hit the surface. Dewdrops sparkle on the grass like tiny diamonds. Among the grass, there are many small, unknown flowers. Though inconspicuous, they strive to bloom, emitting bursts of fragrance that bring a sense of peace and joy.
Xu Qianjiao stood at the edge of the mountain, opened her hands, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the fresh air and freedom in the mountains. Standing on the mountainside, the morning mist surrounded her, as if a fairy had descended to earth.
Suddenly, a charming voice broke the beautiful scene, "Stinky fart spirit, what are you doing, are you cultivating immortality?"
Xu Qianjiao opened her eyes and glared at her, "What the hell? Can't you see I'm enjoying nature?"
"Are you really that cultured?" Qin Guizhi looked at Xu Qianjiao with a teasing look on her face. "Give it up. Such an artistic thing is not suitable for you."
"Big Dog, look at you, such a beautiful lady, why do you have to have a mouth?" Xu Qianjiao said gritting her teeth.
"Ahem." Qin Guizhi saw Xu Qianjiao's angry face and quickly smoothed it over. "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. What's going on? Do you have any news?"
Talking about business, Xu Qianjiao sighed and slowly told the scene of her dream. Qin Guizhi frowned after listening, "If that's the case, then could the 'Qin Guizhi' in my body also be in the modern era?"
"It's possible. Anyway, the 'Xu Qianjiao' in my body traveled to the modern era and is having a great time there. She spends my money, lives in my big villa, and drives my sports car. She's so happy." Xu Qianjiao said with a look of grievance.
"Ahem." Seeing her expression, Qin Guizhi couldn't help laughing, but luckily she managed to hold it back. She turned away, cleared her throat and comforted her, "Okay, there's no point in saying more. Now we can only try our best to live a better life in this era."
"Yes, we can do it." Xu Qianjiao held Qin Guizhi's hand and silently encouraged herself.
"It is now roughly the mid-1970s in China, but it is a little different from the 1970s in China's history. At least, the leaders are different, but the situation here is the same as that decade. I just don't know when the 'decade' here will end." Qin Guizhi lowered her head to organize her thoughts, and then told what she had learned in the past few days.
Xu Qianjiao nodded. She had also heard about this from Xu's mother. "So our strategy is to remain on hold and wait until things open up. For now, let's just stay put."
"Yes, I think so too. The two of us can't carry it on our shoulders, can't lift it with our hands, and we don't have any golden fingers, so we should just be honest and wait until the opening."
Xu Qianjiao pouted and leaned her head on Qin Guizhi's shoulder. "But life here is really hard. I can't eat well, sleep well, or wear good clothes."
Qin Guizhi patted her head and said, "Just bear with it. There's nothing we can do. Everyone is like this. We have to learn to adapt."
"I know~"
Xu Qianjiao understood the truth, but it was a little hard for her to accept. She just wanted to find someone to talk to and act coquettishly.
Qin Guizhi looked up at the time and said, "Okay, it's almost time. I should go get some grass for the pigs."
"Picking pig grass? How do we do it? Where do we go?"
Qin Guizhi pointed to the grass on the hillside and said, "Yes, that's it. I asked my nephew to take me here to pick some grass yesterday. My future job will be picking grass for pigs. Don't look down on it. It's a relatively easy job. At least I don't have to go to the fields."
"Oh, I've been procrastinating these days. I guess they will ask me to go to the fields in a few days." Xu Qianjiao said helplessly.
Thinking of this, neither of them could think of any solution. Qin Guizhi silently patted Xu Qianjiao's shoulder. Now she was in trouble herself, and there was nothing she could do to help Xu Qianjiao with her situation.
"Okay, don't worry, we will be fine. I will adapt to the life here. You go quickly, I will stay here for a while." Xu Qianjiao pretended to be relaxed and waved to Qin Guizhi.
Qin Guizhi sighed silently, with an indescribable fatigue and helplessness welling up in her heart. In fact, both she and Xu Qianjiao were raised in pampered conditions and had never suffered any hardship since childhood. Xu Qianjiao, in particular, had been able to act like a spoiled child to her parents and friends since she was young, and everyone was happy to spoil her, so her mentality was even more childish.
Now that the two of them have come here together, they have to rely on themselves for everything. In fact, she is very confused about her future life. She doesn't know how long she can hold on, and she doesn't know whether her life will become more difficult.
She looked back at Xu Qianjiao on the mountain, her heart filled with worry and confusion about the future. She took a deep breath and said, "Forget it. There's no point in thinking too much. Now that I'm here, I should just try to survive."
Thinking of this, she tried hard to suppress the worries in her heart, put on her basket and walked towards the foot of the mountain.
Xu Qianjiao looked at the figure walking away, feeling an indescribable sadness in her heart. Once upon a time, both of them were rich ladies. Now, Qin Guizhi has gradually integrated into the life here, while she still uses various excuses to avoid working.
But I really can't stand working in the fields. It seems I need to think of a way to find an easier job, even if it's just cutting grass for pigs. It's just that it's a bit difficult to get my uncle and others to agree. But it doesn't matter. I have the ultimate weapon - Grandma Xu. As long as Grandma speaks, my uncle dare not refuse.
Thinking of this, my heavy mood gradually relaxed, and as I walked, I was in the mood to enjoy the scenery.
"Hmm? What smells so good?" Xu Qianjiao sniffed and took a deep breath. "It smells like grilled fish."
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