Qin Qingman was awakened by being frozen. She woke up with her whole body trembling and her teeth chattering. The moment she woke up, she thought the heating in her home was broken and the decoration company had cut corners in her 500-square-meter luxurious villa!
But when she opened her beautiful peach blossom eyes, she realized how wrong she was.
Countless tiny but bright rays of light filtered in from every corner of the house. The house was a drafty wooden house with thick straw curtains on the windows, making it very dark even during the day.
Qin Qingman lay on the bed, shivering and trying hard to move her almost frozen brain.
She traveled through the book and traveled back to the 1970s when materials were scarce.
This is already tragic enough, but what is even more tragic is that she was neither transformed into a glamorous protagonist nor had a golden finger. Instead, she was transformed into a vicious stepmother who set off the kindness of the heroine White Lotus.
Evil stepmother!
hehe……
The fate of the vicious stepmother was that the original owner was married to a man with four children at the instigation of her relatives. The man was a small leader of a state-owned farm and was older than the original owner's father.
This man was always on guard against the original owner stealing things from his family to support her parents' home. He calculated every penny of the monthly household allowance and was even more stingy than a stingy rooster.
The four children, instigated by the man's ex-wife's parents, fought openly and covertly against the original owner, and within a few years the original owner gained a reputation as a vicious stepmother.
Just as Qin Qingman was taking in the plot, a burst of tiny cries as loud as a cat's meow brought her back to her senses. She did not lift the hard and thin quilt, but fumbled to hold the small body beside her in her arms.
As the little body was put into his arms, the crying stopped.
Qin Qingman finally felt a little warmth.
"Sister, I'm cold...cold..." Five-year-old Qin Yunchu shivered and crawled into Qin Qingman's arms.
The child is really small. Although he is five years old, his size is no different from that of a four-year-old child. This is why Qin Qingman did not dislike children after she clearly understood her situation.
Her body is the only relative the child has. If she doesn't take care of the child, the child may not survive a winter in the extremely cold north.
Qin Qingman lowered her head and looked at the child in the light coming into the room.
The child's facial features are well-developed and he is well-groomed, but his cheeks are dry, thin and pale, suggesting poor nutrition.
Qin Qingman, who was accidentally transported through the book, was still confused and confused. Instinctively, she whispered to the child, "Chu Chu, cover yourself with the quilt. I'll go and heat the kang."
In the Northeast, the kang must be heated in winter. If it is not heated, people can be frozen to death.
Chuchu's nose had long been frozen red. He carefully and lingeringly absorbed the warmth from Qin Qingman's body and reminded her, "Sister, we're out of firewood." When he said this, the child's face seemed to turn a shade paler.
"My second uncle has it." Qin Qingman looked a little indifferent.
Having received all the memories of the original owner, she certainly knew the current situation of this family.
It had just been a year since both parents passed away. The old Qin family, which had originally had some assets, was exploited by relatives who came to visit because of the original owner's cowardice and fear. Everyone had a good excuse.
borrow!
Borrow money, borrow food, borrow firewood.
It means borrowing without returning.
The original owner was shy and too embarrassed to ask for it back, but the result of her insistence on saving face was that it was Qin Qingman who wore it instead.
Qin Qingman even had a feeling that the original owner knew that he was powerless to change the status quo and simply fell into a deep sleep with the determination to die, and then changed his mind!
"Sister, Second Aunt is so fierce." Chu Chu, who woke up from the cold, couldn't fall asleep again. Not only that, his stomach was growling with hunger. In the past, whenever he was hungry, he would just drink some water and go back to sleep, but today he really couldn't fall asleep.
The stomach, which had been empty for a long time, felt burning and uncomfortable under the raging gastric juice.
Facing her brother's kind reminder, Qin Qingman reached out and touched the slightly yellow hair on the child's head, and got up firmly, "Second uncle's family not only owes us firewood, but also food. I'm going to ask for it."
It takes a lot of courage to lift the quilt in a drafty wooden house.
Originally Qin Qingman had prepared herself mentally, but when her body was exposed to the air, she still felt as cold as if she had fallen into an icy river.
The cold air penetrated every pore, and for a moment Qin Qingman wanted to crawl into the quilt again which still had some warmth.
But she knew it wasn't going to work. If she didn't heat the kang, not only would her body not be able to handle it, but Chuchu might also get sick or die in such extreme cold.
Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Qin Qingman quickly put on her not-so-warm military coat and got out of bed. Before she even had time to put on her shoes, she quickly tucked the quilt in for Chuchu. The quilt finally had some warmth, and she couldn't let the baby escape.
"sister."
Chuchu, with her whole body buried in the quilt, lay on the edge of the kang, looking at Qin Qingman with hope in her big black and white eyes.
He felt that his sister seemed a little different today.
He couldn't tell the difference, but he felt convinced by what his sister said.
He even had a feeling that today he would not only be able to sleep on the kang, but also have hot food to eat.
Facing Chuchu's expectant eyes, Qin Qingman suddenly felt a little sad.
She couldn't help but feel sympathy for such a sensible child.
"Build it, don't move. I'm going to my second uncle's house to get firewood." Qin Qingman opened the door after saying this. Outside the bedroom door was not only the living room, but also the kitchen. There was no firewood in the stove anymore, only thick grayish-white ashes.
Qin Qingman stomped her cold feet hard on the thick wooden floor, wrapped herself more tightly, and then opened the door.
When the door opened, the first thing that came into view was the azure blue sky, followed by the white snow.
Half a foot thick snow was piled on the fences and roofs, and there were even long, glistening icicles hanging under the eaves. The icicles were big and thick, and each one reflected colorful light in the sunlight.
Qin Qingman breathed in the cold air gently and almost coughed.
The air was so cold that it froze not only her nasal cavity, but also her trachea and lungs.
The scenery in front of me is very beautiful.
If it was the Qin Qingman before she traveled through time, she would definitely look at this pure world with admiration, but she was not in such a mood at this moment.
Because I'm cold and hungry!
The reality of the problem made her regain her sanity quickly, and she was also thankful in her heart that it didn't snow heavily last night, otherwise it would be absolutely impossible for her to open the door so easily today.
She didn’t know what the winter in Northeast China was like in the 1970s, but she knew the Northeast of later generations.
The frost period can last for half a year!
In places like this, the first thing to do when you wake up every day is to clear the snow outside the doors and windows, otherwise the accumulated snow will block the doors and windows.
Qin Qingman stuffed her hands, which had instantly turned red from the cold, into her sleeves with trembling hands, and endured the cold as she went to her second uncle's house not far away.
A clear knock on the door sounded from behind the kitchen where smoke had just been rising.
But in such a cold weather, no one was willing to open the door and take a look. Even when Qin Lei knocked on the door, no one answered.
The entire Kaoshan Village was silent, as if Qin Qingman was the only living person there.
Looking at the chimney of her second uncle's house where smoke was coming out, Qin Qingman knocked on the door a few times and then stopped. She did not wait for anyone, but pushed open the gate and entered the yard, going straight to the firewood pile.
Uncle Qin was really cruel. Not only did he take away half the yard's worth of firewood, he also borrowed a year's worth of firewood from the original owner.
Then don't blame her for taking it.
The firewood in Qin Lei's house was piled on the wall near the window. The large pieces of firewood that had been chopped neatly were stacked neatly. Qin Qingman took the firewood along the gap.
She didn't take much, just five or six pieces and left.
It's not that she didn't want to take more, but her body wouldn't allow it. It might be because she had been hungry for a long time. Although she was not short, she didn't have much strength. She could only hold five or six pieces of firewood and she would be out of breath.
At the Qin family, Chu Chu couldn't lie down after Qin Qingman left.
The heat in the kang had long since disappeared, and the longer he lay on it, the colder it became. He simply got up shivering, put on his worn cotton-padded jacket, wrapped himself in a quilt, and went to the living room to wait.
The child's clear eyes looked towards the door without blinking.
The windows in the hall were not covered with straw curtains, so the light had already penetrated into the hall through the windows. It was bright, but also chillingly bright.
Just when Chuchu's feet were numb from squatting, he heard footsteps outside the door.
"Sister." With eager hope, Chuchu put down the quilt and rushed over to open the door. Outside the door was Qin Qingman holding firewood.
Qin Qingman didn't expect Chuchu to get up.
But thinking about the temperature of the kang, she instantly understood the child's decision.
Walking around the skinny and weak child, Qin Qingman placed the firewood next to the stove, thought for a moment, and then said, "Chu Chu, light the fire, I'll go get some more firewood." Five or six pieces of firewood would not burn for long, and she didn't plan to take just this little.
"good."
Chuchu's face was flushed with excitement because of the firewood Qin Qingman brought back, which made him look extremely lively.
The sun was shining brightly outside and there was no wind. Qin Qingman didn't feel so cold after walking for a while with the firewood in her arms. She turned around and went to her second uncle's house.
In this way, she transported firewood time and time again.
When she brought back the firewood for the third time, Chuchu had already lit the fire. The temperature in the room instantly rose because of the burning firewood, and a bowl of steaming water was brought to Qin Qingman by Chuchu.
"Sister, drink some water." The child looked at Qin Qingman with bright eyes of admiration.
"Okay." Qin Qingman, whose hands were numb from the cold, carefully took a sip of the hot water. The warmth slid from her mouth through her throat and into her stomach, which was already filled with only gastric juice. Qin Qingman's whole body warmed up because of the hot water.
"Wait for me to bring back some more firewood and then we can cook."
Qin Qingman looked at the well-behaved child with a hint of smile in her eyes.
Lost in one place, gained in another. Perhaps this child was her greatest reward from reading books.
"Um."
Chuchu nodded heavily at Qin Qingman. He would never say that there was no food at home again. Since Qin Qingman was able to bring firewood from his second uncle's house, he believed that they would be able to eat hot food today.
Qin Qingman went to her second uncle's house several times. After carrying enough firewood to burn for a week, she brushed off the sawdust on her body, took out a cloth bag from the empty rice jar, and went to her second uncle's house again.
Before he even entered the door, an earth-shaking sound rang out in Qin Lei's yard.
"Who the hell dares to steal my firewood? Get out of here, I'll chop you to pieces."
Zhu Hongxia's voice was so sharp and piercing that it not only broke the tranquility of Kaoshan Village, but also aroused the gossip of the villagers. Those who lived nearby immediately put their hands in their sleeves, hunched their shoulders, and excitedly rushed out of the house.
When they saw Qin Qingman standing in front of Qin Lei's courtyard, many people were surprised that they hadn't seen this girl for a long time.
After not seeing each other for a while, Qin Qingman's face seemed to have become paler.
The body also became thinner.
"You stole my firewood?" Zhu Hongxia also saw Qin Qingman outside the courtyard gate. Thinking of the knock on the door before, her face immediately became extremely ugly, and her words became even more unpleasant. "Girl, why do you learn to steal when you can learn something else?"
Qin Qingman's eyes flashed coldly, and she stood straight, "Aunt, I knocked on your door, but no one answered me."
"You can steal just because no one cares?" Zhu Hongxia was unreasonable and looked at Qin Qingman with a look as if she was burning with anger.
"Aunt, isn't that how you borrowed my firewood? I remember that when I got home, half of my firewood had already been put into your house. You borrowed it without asking, so why can't I take it without asking today? You owed me so much firewood in the first place."
Qin Qingman refuted with reason and evidence.
After hearing Qin Qingman's words, not only Zhu Hongxia was choked, but the crowd watching were also shocked.
Is this still the Qin Qingman they know?
The Qin Qingman in my memory was very thin-skinned. Her face would blush whenever she saw people, and she would even keep her head down when she spoke and not dare to look at people. But Qin Qingman is not like that today.
Not only did the other person raise his head, but his beautiful face also caught everyone's attention.
Looking at this face, everyone was surprised at how beautiful Qin Qingman was.
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