Yin Xiaoman had a dream.
In the dream, she repeated the life of a woman with the same name and surname as her.
This made her very strange.
She clearly remembered that she was dead.
She died after enduring eighteen years of suffering, finally waiting for the day when the new emperor ascended the throne and pardoned the country, and she was released from the palace.
Yin Xiaoman didn’t understand. Why would a dead person still have dreams?
She wanted to ask, but the scene suddenly changed at this moment and the woman jumped off the cliff.
Yin Xiaoman was caught off guard and subconsciously wanted to reach out and pull——
Then, woke up.
She sat up.
Only then did I realize that I was in a dilapidated old house.
There was only a thin cotton quilt on the earthen bed beneath her, which caused her back to ache slightly.
As far as the eye could see, there were only a few pieces of furniture with their paint almost peeling off, the paper pasted on the windows had turned yellow and brittle, and an air of desolation was everywhere.
She couldn't help but frown.
Ever since she became the head aunt of the imperial kitchen, she hasn't lived in such a shabby house for many years.
Could it be that because she couldn't bear the hardship, the woman would rather die than stay in this place?
Snap!
A tiny voice interrupted Yin Xiaoman's thoughts.
She looked in the direction of the sound and was completely stunned.
"The third princess?!" she screamed.
I saw a little girl curled up on the other side of the earthen kang.
She was about two or three years old, thin and small, with a pointed chin, big eyes, and fair skin. She was obviously the third princess that the late emperor once loved the most!
Yin Xiaoman quickly crawled over from the head of the kang.
"The third princess..."
"mother."
When the girl saw her approaching, she shrank back into the corner again in fear, trembling all over. A layer of mist slowly covered the dark eyes: "I don't dare anymore, Erniu, I don't dare anymore."
Yin Xiaoman was stunned when he heard this.
She glanced at the half sweet potato that the girl had dropped on the ground, and only then did she realize that she was no longer in the Daning Dynasty.
And the girl in front of him was not the former third princess, but the stepdaughter brought back from her husband's family when the original owner split up.
Shen Erniu.
Yin Xiaoman couldn't help but reach out and rub Erniu's sparse yellow hair.
Only then did he take a deep breath, hold his breath, and take in all of the original owner's memories.
Yin Xiaoman in this world is also a miserable person.
She came to Shuanggui Village with her parents when she was a child to escape famine, and she has no relatives in the village.
Because her parents only had her and no brothers, their family became known as a family with no children in the village.
Everything was fine normally. I was the only one loved by my parents and never had to endure any hardship since childhood. He even went to high school and became the only high school student in the village.
If it weren't for the bad times and school closures, her parents would have even planned to support her through college.
But the good times soon came to an end.
First, at the beginning of the year, her mother died of an acute illness. Within two months, her father also became too ill to get out of bed.
Worried that Yin Xiaoman was unable to take care of herself, the old man begged the secretary for help before he died and arranged for her to betrothed to Shen Qingyun, a widower who happened to be home for a visit.
At that time, Shen Qingyun's wife had just passed away. Working in the army, he was unable to raise his children independently, so he had to take advantage of his vacation to send his two children back to be taken care of by their parents.
Also, because he had kept his marriage and the birth of children in the army a secret from his family, and suddenly he brought back two children, the entire Shen family was thrown into chaos, and he was extremely embarrassed.
After hearing that the Yin family was willing to marry their only daughter to him and help take care of his two children, and only asked for a place to stay, Shen Qingyun agreed without hesitation.
The old man of the Yin family held his breath until he looked at the marriage certificate that the two people had sent back from the commune. Only then did he leave with a smile after he was sure that his daughter would have someone to rely on in her life.
But he would never have imagined that less than half a year after his death, his only daughter was forced by the old Shen family to separate and live alone, leaving the Shen family and returning to their own old house.
Not only did he come back, he also brought back Shen Qingyun's two burdens.
If Old Man Yin knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would jump out of his coffin, right?
Actually, it’s not Shen Qingyun’s fault.
Although he was in a hurry to return to the army at first, he did not let Yin Xiaoman down.
Not only did he give her 30 yuan as a betrothal gift, he also secretly gave her 20 yuan more to use for her father's funeral.
But the problem lies in these twenty dollars...
Yin Xiaoman rubbed his forehead and realized that he had returned to the winter of 1964, when the woman had just separated from the Shen family.
"Dabao, why are you out collecting firewood again? Where's your stepmother? Is she still not up?"
"Oh, what a pitiful thing, it's so cold."
"If you ask me, Dabao, don't count on your stepmother. You should take your sister back to your grandmother's house. They will have food to eat, so you won't starve. With her delicate appearance, if you count on her, you might starve to death in the house and no one will know."
…
I don't know when a group of people gathered outside, talking loudly at the top of their lungs. Judging from the noise, they were afraid that Yin Xiaoman, who was lying on the kang, couldn't hear what they were saying.
The original owner was not popular in the village.
Yin Xiaoman frowned and pondered silently in his heart.
She thought about it, and finally got off the kang, stretched out her hand to Erniu, and said softly, "Brother is back, let's go out and take a look."
When she saw the little girl's face, Yin Xiaoman couldn't help but think of the third princess who died young, and her heart was filled with sadness.
To the point that I couldn't control the urge to be nice to her.
But it was obvious that the original owner was not close to this girl before.
Seeing that she was going to hug her, Erniu subconsciously tensed her body and leaned back.
Although her body was clearly rejecting it, she didn't even dare to say anything, and her little face turned pale with fear.
Yin Xiaoman paused and withdrew his hand.
She turned around, picked up the thin blanket she had been covering herself with, and covered the girl with it.
Then he smiled at her reassuringly and walked out alone.
As soon as she walked out of the main room, she heard the sound of the courtyard door opening, and then a skinny boy of five or six years old came in from outside carrying a bundle of firewood that was taller than him.
When he saw her, the boy was slightly stunned, paused for a moment, and then immediately ran straight to the kitchen in a hurry.
He skillfully unloaded the firewood on his back, fiddled with it for a while, and quickly took out a coarse porcelain bowl covered with a clean white cloth. He walked over and held it in front of Yin Xiaoman.
As if afraid that she didn't understand what he meant, he pushed her forward again.
His eyes were full of tension and anxiety.
Yin Xiaoman lifted the white cloth and looked at the two whole-grain pancakes in the bowl.
There was still a little bit of heat from the pancake, so it must have been steamed not too long ago.
Looking at the sun rising in the east, Yin Xiaoman was silent for a long time before asking, "Did you steam it?"
The boy nodded, then quickly lowered his eyelids, and subconsciously clenched his fists in the sleeves of his cotton-padded jacket.
Yin Xiaoman tried hard to search for the memories remaining in his mind.
After searching for a long time, I only had a vague impression.
It seemed that the original owner was in a bad mood during the period when the family just separated, so he took his anger out on the two children.
Not only did they not care about their food and drink, they also often criticized and scolded them, and felt that they were a burden to their lives.
The two children were already nervous and scared when they arrived in a new environment, and they were dizzy from their stepmother's constant nagging, which naturally made them even more frightened.
The eldest child is older and thinks a lot, fearing that his stepmother will abandon him because she dislikes him for being stupid. So I forced myself to learn how to work and cook every day, and tried my best to please the original owner carefully.
Just like today, you can tell without asking that this child must have gotten up before dawn.
He steamed the pancakes first and then immediately ran to the mountain to chop firewood.
Looking at his flustered look, he probably didn't even dare to eat breakfast.
"Go wash your hands."
Yin Xiaoman looked at Dabao with a complicated expression, gave him an instruction, and then took the bowl back to the inner room.
She cleaned up the kang first and put the kang table in place, then she brought Erniu over and broke off a small piece of the biscuit and stuffed it into her mouth: "Eat."
When she saw the pancake, Erniu's eyes suddenly lit up.
This time she did not refuse, but opened her mouth wide like a young bird begging for food, with a happy expression.
"Thank you, mother."
After finishing the meal in one bite, the little girl gave Yin Xiaoman a timid smile and said in a baby voice.
That expression made people feel indescribable.
“Eat slowly.”
Yin Xiaoman reached out and rubbed her head, then broke off half a piece of pancake and handed it to Erniu.
Then he waved to Dabao, who had just entered the room and was standing by the kang with a surprised expression on his face, "Come up and eat."
After that, he added one more thing: "Watch your sister, don't let her drop the biscuit crumbs on the kang."
Hearing her instructions, Dabao nodded heavily as if relieved, then put the things in his hands on the kang table and quickly climbed onto the kang.
Yin Xiaoman then realized that he was holding a small bowl in his hand, with a dark whole-grain dumpling in the bowl.
That was obviously the food he prepared for himself.
Yin Xiaoman moved his lips but did not speak. He just looked at Wo Wo one more time.
Having worked in the imperial kitchen for so many years, I can say that I have seen a lot.
But Yin Xiaoman couldn't even tell what this thing was made of?
The rough texture and the faint sour taste will make you lose your appetite at the first sight.
A child this old eats this every day? No wonder he didn't live past the age of seven.
She reached out and took the black dough ball, and stuffed another whole grain cake into Dabao's hand: "Eat this!"
Without waiting for Dabao to refuse, he stuffed the nest into his mouth and took a bite.
Suddenly, a bitter and sour taste quickly filled her entire mouth.
It almost made her vomit.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Dabao looking at him with concern, so Yin Xiaoman had no choice but to bite the bullet and quickly chew it a few times before swallowing it.
In an instant, she felt a burning pain in her throat, as if it had been cut by something.
Tears almost fell.
Seeing her like this, Dabao reached out and patted his sister.
Erniu, who was eating happily, raised her eyes, saw her brother gestured to her a few times, and nodded.
He translated to Yin Xiaoman: "Mom, my brother told you to eat some pancakes."
After saying that, she looked conflicted for a moment, and ignored her brother. Instead, she handed over the small piece of cake that had been bitten into pieces in her hand.
As the chief maid in the imperial kitchen, the thing that Yin Xiaoman had no shortage of in recent years was food and drink. She lived a life where "she had tasted all the delicacies from land and sea, and was the first to taste the imperial banquets in the palace."
At this moment, looking at the Wo Wo in his hand and then at the multi-grain pancakes that the two children handed to him at the same time, a feeling of despair surged in Yin Xiaoman's heart.
How can life be so poor?
Where on earth was she sent to? When will this kind of life end?
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