As for the Ning family's financial situation, it can be said that they are relatively poor.
In previous years, the weather was good and the harvest was good, enough to feed the family. But this year, the rain was less, and at a glance, large areas of the land were dry.
My aunt also has a cold uterus and Third Brother Ning has legs problems, and they both need to take medicine all year round.
Old Mrs. Ning knew that her second daughter-in-law wanted to go to college, so she saved money by living frugally.
But no matter how poor the original owner was, he had everything he needed, and was even much better off than others.
These days, every household eats whole grains, except the original owner, who ate fine rice. Brown sugar these days is considered a gift for leaders, but in the Ning family, it was only mixed with water and given to the original owner every few days. As for the White Rabbit candy that Third Brother Ning had just stuffed into her, any child who got one would cherish it and lick it every day.
Just by looking at the original owner's chubby, fair and tender little face, you can tell how much the Ning family dotes on her.
Ning Zhihuan rubbed his brows and decided to improve the Ning family's financial situation first to prevent any problems from happening.
She dug out useful knowledge from the corners of her mind about the economic development and people's livelihood in the 1980s, and then made a general plan.
As he thought about it, his eyelids began to twitch. Ning Zhihuan yawned and slowly fell asleep.
What she didn't know was that as her consciousness gradually faded, a line of words appeared in her mind and disappeared after a few seconds.
When I woke up, it was dark. I opened my eyes and saw three heads lying beside the bed.
"Huanbao, did you get enough sleep?" Brother Ning asked in a low voice.
Ning Zhihuan nodded.
Only then did the three brothers dare to speak loudly.
"Huanbao, I heard what happened from the village chief. You're amazing! You were able to escape on your own and even make that old witch reveal her true identity!"
"That old witch is already in jail. The village chief said she'll get at least ten years in prison!"
Ning Zhihuan had already anticipated this result.
China is now in the first period of severe crackdown, and human trafficking is one of the crimes that are being targeted. Anyone caught will be dealt with severely and strictly.
"By the way, Huanbao, can you say something else?" Brother Ning's eyes flashed with anticipation.
Ning Zhihuan was confused, "What did you say?"
Second Brother Ning's eyes lit up even more. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was pushed aside by First Brother Ning, "Huanbao, just call me brother a few times!"
"Big brother!" Ning Zhihuan couldn't help laughing. She turned her head to look at her twin brothers who were looking eager, and said sweetly, "Second brother, third brother!"
After a strange silence, the three brothers jumped up excitedly.
"Huanbao has really become smarter!"
"Huanbao, please shout a few more times. Second brother hasn't heard enough."
Three heads squeezed up again, and Ning Zhihuan was very obedient, shouting "Brother" and "Brother" until his mouth was dry.
Finally, Old Lady Ning pushed the door open and saved her.
"Stop dawdling! I told you to call Huanbao to eat, but where did he go?" She said as she kicked each of the three brothers on the butt.
The three brothers were kicked in the face but they were not angry. They looked at their sister's fair and tender face, scratched the back of their heads and laughed, "Grandma, Huanbao has really become smart. He even called us brothers just now!"
Old Lady Ning rolled her eyes and pinched her waist. "What do you mean by smarter? Huanbao has always been this smart. He just didn't want to pay attention to you before!"
Hearing this, Ning Zhihuan couldn't help but feel ashamed.
She knew from her memory what the original owner was like before, and the distance between her and smartness was probably as far as the entire Milky Way.
The original owner's grandmother used too strong a filter.
The three idiots didn't think anything was wrong and nodded repeatedly, "Grandma is right."
"Look at how silly you are. You're not even a bit smarter than Huanbao." Old Lady Ning gave Big Brother Ning a slap on the head and raised her eyebrows as she ordered, "Hurry up and serve the rice. And tidy up the stove while you're at it."
When he turned around and looked at Ning Zhihuan, a smile instantly broke out on his face and his tone was so gentle.
"Huanbao, are you awake? Grandma will put your shoes on for you. Let's go eat! We're having some fine noodle porridge today. Grandma has added your favorite peanuts. Can you drink two bowls, Huanbao?"
When the original owner was still alive, this is how Old Lady Ning coaxed her to eat.
Ning Zhihuan was touched but helpless. "Grandma, I'm fourteen years old now. I'm an adult. I can put on my shoes by myself and I know I need to fill my stomach."
"Grandma knows." Old Lady Ning squinted her eyes, her tone still the same, but with a hint of sourness, "Grandma's Huanbao has become smarter and likes playing with those three silly boys. Grandma doesn't need to take care of him anymore~"
Ning Zhihuan was overwhelmed with happiness. She put on her shoes, jumped out of bed, took Grandma Ning's arm, blinked, and smiled sweetly, "How could that be? Huanbao has always been grandma's Huanbao! Before, Huanbao was not conscious, and it took grandma a lot of trouble to take care of him. Now that Huanbao has become smart, of course he has to take good care of you! Grandma, don't worry, with Huanbao here, you can just wait to enjoy happiness!"
Oh, what you said is so comforting!
Old Mrs. Ning never enjoyed a happy life. When she was young, she was despised because she was a girl. After she got married, she was bullied by her in-laws. Fortunately, she gave birth to three boys and no longer had to be criticized. But how can boys be as caring as girls?
As for the three boys of Lang Qiankun, they just make trouble all day long. They are troublesome. Her obedient granddaughters are better!
Grandma Ning didn't expect Huanbao to achieve much, nor did she think her newly intelligent granddaughter would be capable. However, that didn't stop her from agreeing with Ning Zhihuan, "Okay, okay, grandma, trust Huanbao, and I'll be happy!"
Ning Zhihuan knew that just one sentence could not prove anything, so she would use her actions to tell Old Lady Ning that what she had just said was not just talk.
*
A week has passed since Ning Zhihuan entered the book. During this time, he often wandered around the Ning family's area, trying to see if he could plant something on the ground.
But unfortunately, the soil here is dry and nothing can be grown.
Therefore, she shifted her gaze to the nearby back mountain, and acted coquettishly towards Old Lady Ning for a long time before she was allowed to go up the mountain alone.
Putting on the gray coat that Old Lady Ning had forced upon her, Ning Zhihuan ran towards the back mountain excitedly.
In her previous life, she had lived for twenty-eight years. Her paper-thin body would burn for two or three days if blown by the wind. Climbing a mountain? It would be faster than dreaming!
Once reborn, she had a healthy body and climbed up from the foot of the mountain without feeling tired at all.
Ning Zhihuan stood on the top of the mountain, closed his eyes, opened his arms in a naive way, and embraced nature.
The summer breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness, caressing the cheeks and passing through the nose, with the smell of grass.
She heard the sound of flowing water, the rustling of leaves, the chirping of birds, and seemed to hear the villagers chatting in the fields. Even the smell of cow dung made her happy.
Everything is so new.
Ning Zhihuan was almost going crazy with play, chasing the little rabbits and chasing the pheasants, forgetting the purpose of going up the mountain.
After finally catching the pheasant in his hand, he was about to wait for it to come, but he accidentally tripped over a tree branch and rolled down the hillside in a ball.
At the foot of the mountain on the other side, there is a slightly exquisite small courtyard.
It's too quiet here, and there's a faint sense of oppression.
“Squeak—”
The black iron door was opened, and the young man, wrapped in a thick coat, came out under the protection of bodyguards.
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