Chapter 1: Rebirth

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 Looking at the dilapidated mosquito net above her head and hearing the sound from the kitchen, Li Qingling sighed and got up.

    After three days, she had to accept the fact that she had really been reborn from the modern age to the poor and backward ancient countryside.

 

 

 

    From the memory of the original owner, Xiao Li Qingling, she knew that her life was not bad. Her father, Li Laigui, from time to time would go to the mountains to hunt wild chicken and hares and bring it back to eat.

    But three months ago, a sudden outbreak of plague killed her father. Her mother, Zhao Shi, was so sad that she almost had a miscarriage. And they never had a good time again.

 

Zhao Shi: this shi is not from the origenal name, it's add to the married women family name.

 

    Lin Shi not only disliked Zhao Shi's illness, but also disliked that she and her five-years-old brother Li Qingfeng couldn't do any heavy work. It was a waste of food to raise their mother and them, so she encouraged her grandmother Liu Shi to split up the family and separate them out.

    Their grandfather and grandmother had been partial to the eldest uncle Li Laifu since childhood, and after being instigated by Lin Shi, they immediately agreed.

    The division of the family was also extremely harsh. They wanted to chase them empty handed from the house, but the village chife couldn't bear to see this anymore and come to say a few words. Only then did they reluctantly divide two mu of a low-grade land, ten barrels of brown rice and some shabby household goods.

    This also angered Liu Shi, who felt that they didn't know what to do, which made her lose face, and drove them out of the Li family that day.

    For a while, they had nowhere to live, and it happened that there was an unoccupied hut at the foot of the mountain, and the village chief asked them to live in the hut temporarily.

    They lived in this thatched hut for two months, even if they were saving and only ate one meal of brown rice and wild vegetables porridge every day. they at the end ate all the ten barrels of brown rice, and there was nothing to eat at home. Even the wild vegetables on the mountain were all picked. There are still two months before the autumn harvest. What should they do?

    Seeing her crying brother who was hungry, Xiao Li Qingling had no choice, so she ran to Li's house and wanted to ask her grandparents if they could give her some more rice?

    As soon as her cousin Li Qingfu heard her intention, he pushed her angrily. She was already starving, and with such a strong push by him, she slammed into the wall and smashed her head.

    Xiao Li Qingling was carried home, but she didn't make it through. Li Qingling, who had a car accident in modern times, was reborn in this body.

    On the day of the accident, the house she bought had just been renovated, and she planned to bring her parents over to live with her, but things were unpredictable.

    Knowing that she is dead, she hope her parents won't be too sad.

    Li Qingling sighed heavily again, glanced at her brother who was still sleeping, turned around and pushed the door to go out. When she saw Zhao Shi who was about to cook porridge with rice, she hurried over.

    "Mother, let me do it!" She saw that Zhao shi thin belly and smiled bitterly, "Go and sit!"

    Zhao Shi avoided Li Qingling's hand and told her worriedly, "You're still weak, go to sleep a little longer! Mother will call you after cooking."

    Three days ago, her daughter was brought back with her head covered in blood. She was dying. Even the doctor said that she could not be saved. Fortunately, the Bodhisattva blessed her and her daughter woke up again. Otherwise, she would not be able to live.

    Zhao Shi could never have imagined that her daughter had already changed the core.

    "I've rested for two days, I'm fine now." In fact, the wound was still aching, but she didn't want to worry Zhao Shi, so she could only comfort her like this.

    Li Qingling reached out and took the ladle from Zhao shi's hand, and went to scoop up the brown rice from the rice jar. This brown rice is from her little fiance Liu Zhimo. It was brought over on the day she was injured, and it can last them only a day or two, after eating it, they would have to starve.

    She ignited the fire, looked at the flaming flames, and said softly, "Mother, I want to go around the mountain to see if there is anything else to eat, and pick up some to bring back."

    Hearing this, Zhao shi was stunned for a while, looking at her daughter's little face that was a little better after reflected by the fire, and closed her sour eyes, "You're not in good health, so don't go. Mother, a while later... a while later will go to your grandfather's house to borrow some rice." All the food on the mountain has been picked up, what else can she pick up?

    "We can't borrow it. Mother, I've already died once for this, can't you see how they are?" She wondered if her father Li Laigui was the son of the Li family. If he was their son, how could they be so cruel?

As soon as these words fell, the kitchen suddenly fell in silence.

    Li Qingling raised her head and glanced at Zhao shi, who had drooping eyelids, stood up on tiptoe, took off the hanging basket, and carried it on her back.

    "Don't worry, if I can't find anything to eat, I'll be back soon."

    Zhao shi raised her eyes and looked at the thin back that walked out of the yard, tears flowed silently, and her heart was bitter.

    Early in the morning, the fog was thick, and the thin clothes on Li Qingling's body were wet not long after going up the mountain, but she couldn't care about it, she gritted her teeth, and continued to walk towards the deep mountain.

Everything can be eaten has been wiped out from the the nearby mountains, so she could only go deeper.

    In her previous life, she was also a child from the countryside. She followed her father to hunt in the mountains since she was a child.

    But the ideal is plump, and the reality is skinny. She has been gone for almost two hours, and she has not even seen the shadow of a pheasant or hare.

Sitting paralyzed on the ground helplessly, Li Qingling took a deep breath, and then smiled wryly again. She really wonder if she was sent here to this place to suffer!

 

   Even though she was from the countryside in her previous life, she had never experienced such hardship!

 

   Looking up at the dazzling sun, she shook her head, not daring to think about it any more, for fear that the courage she has finally mustered up would go.

 

    After she rested and felt less tired, she got up and carried a basket of mushrooms and hurried home.

 

    Fortunately, she also picked mushrooms, which comforted her a little.

 

In fact, there are quite a lot of mushrooms on this mountain. It was only because someone in the village picked mushrooms to ate it but he died of poisoning after ate it. After that, no one dared to pick it and eat it again, which made her pick up a bargain.

 

    With these mushrooms on the mountain, her family has at least hope of survival.

 

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    As soon as she got home, she put down the basket, washed the pot neatly and boiled water, and washed the mushrooms while waiting for the water to boil. After the mushrooms were washed, the water also boiled.

 

    She poured half a basket of washed mushrooms into it. The poor family didn't even have oil, so she put a little salt in it, covered the pot, and added two sticks of wood to make the fire a little more vigorous.

 

    After about a quarter of an hour, Li Qingling smelled the fragrance of the mushrooms. She stirred it with a spoon, and after waiting for a while, she took a bowl and filled it. Not caring about the heat, she picked up the mushroom and devoured it.

 

    Just after taking two bites, Li Qingfeng, who smelled the fragrance, went into the kitchen, pulled Li Qingling's sleeve, and screamed hungry.

 

    Li Qingling took Li Qingfeng, who was five years old but skinny like three or four years old, into her arms. Hearing his constant swallowing, her heart became sour. She picked up a mushroom with chopsticks, blew it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

 

    He didn't even chew it, he swallowed it directly, "Sister, it's delicious, I want more..."

 

    "Eat slowly, there's still more in the pot." She slowly fed Li Qingfeng, and when he finished eating a bowl, she touched his stomach and didn't let him eat more, "You can't eat too much at once, you will get sick."

 

    Although Li Qingfeng still wanted to eat, he nodded obediently. He knew that his family was poor and if he get sick they have no money to see a doctor.

 

    He looked at the fragrant mushrooms in the bowl, and said bluntly, "Sister, if you eat hairy nests, you will die."

 

    Li Qingling held the mushroom in her hand and looked at his withered hair, "Then why do you dare to eat it?"

 

    "I'm hungry..." He replied in a low voice.

 

    Her nose was sore, and tears came down instantly. In her previous life, she worked hard in a big city alone, and suffered all kinds of hardships. She gritted her teeth and get through without shedding a single tear, but when she got here, it was really hard, and she didn't know if she could go on.

 

She finished eating a bowl of mushrooms with tears in her eyes, hugged him tightly, and explained in a low voice, "Some hair nests are poisonous, some are not. The ones I picked up is not poisonous and won't kill people." Then she said, "Don't talk about it outside, understand?"

 

    No one would believe it even if it was revealed. Not only would they not believe it, but they would even be scolded by the villagers.

 

    Li Qingfeng nodded in response.

 

    At Shen hour (3 pm - 5 pm), Zhao shi came back with a big belly and a hoe, Li Qingling called her mother and stepped forward to take the hoe from her hand.

 

 Li Qingfeng also called out, ran to pour a basin of water, and carefully brought it to Zhao shi, "Mother, wash your hands."

 

    Zhao Shi hurriedly took it and put it on the side of the stove. Seeing the big pot with the lid on, she asked with a smile, "What are you cooking? It smells so good..."

 

    Li Qingling stepped forward and lifted the lid of the pot, looked at the mushrooms in the pot, and said lightly: "When I was going up the mountain, I met a white-haired grandfather, he told me that this kind of hairy nest can be eaten, younger brother and I have already eaten lunch." She didn't know whether Zhao she believed her words or not.

 

    For a long time, she didn't hear a sound, she looked up at Zhao Shi uneasy, and saw that Zhao Shi body was trembling, and her sallow face was full of tears.

 

  She panicked all of a sudden, took two steps, and helped Zhao Shi to sit on the stool, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start, so she could only call out mother.

 

  Zhao Shi covered her face with her hands, and finally burst into tears. Li Qingling looked at her seemingly crushed back and felt that she did not believe what she said. She probably thought she and her yonger brother were too hungry so they ate these mushrooms that would kill people.

 

    "Mother..." Li Qingfeng was still young, and he didn't understand why was Zhao shi crying, but when he saw his mother crying, he also started to cry.

 

    Looking at the two people who were crying together, Li Qingling's heart was sore and bitter, and tears flowed out unobtrusively.

 

Raw said it's Li Qingfeng, but I think it's a mistake and it should be Li Qingling who was watching her mother and brother as they cry, so I correcte it.

 

After a long while Zhao shi was still crying, Li Qingling was afraid that it would be bad for the fetus, so she persuaded her in a low voice.

 

    Zhao Shi slowly stopped crying, raised her head with tears in her eyes, took a deep look at her daughter and son, stood up, picked up a spoon and filled a bowl, without saying a word, she took the bowl and took a big mouthful.

 

    Seeing the despair on Zhao shi face, Li Qingling trembled in her heart. She was afraid that Zhao shi was thinking since they were going to die, they should all die together!

 

   "Sister..." Li Qingfeng grabbed the earthen stove, glanced at the pot as he trying to stand on his toes, he raised his head and called out to Li Qingling.

 

    Li Qingling pursed her lips, packed two bowls of mushrooms, pushed a bowl to him, she picked up the other bowl herself, and ate it silently.

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