Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

At night, the mother and daughter lay on the exquisite carved wooden bed, unable to sleep for a while.

"Ran Ran, I feel like I'm in a dream. It doesn't feel real at all. I'm really worried that when I wake up tomorrow, I will find that everything is just a dream."

From a poor person who was abducted since childhood and didn't know where his biological parents were, and who desperately longed for their parents' love, now he has recognized his biological parents and returned to the place where he was born, lying on the bed where his parents pampered him. In the prepared boudoir.

Zheng Huiniang now only feels that everything is like a dream. She is happy, satisfied, excited and nervous at the same time. She can't help worrying about gains and losses.

Qiao Ran could probably understand her mother's mood. If she could go back to the 21st century, when her grandfather was still alive, she would probably feel the same way, right?

"Don't worry, mother, you are not dreaming. All this is real. Now we are living in the General's Mansion, your mother's family. Have a good sleep, and you can see your mother and my grandma tomorrow. .”

"Ran Ran, can your grandma's eyes really be cured and she can see as clearly as ordinary people?"

"Mom, I promise you, grandma's eyes will be completely cured! This is just a small operation. After the operation tomorrow morning, the gauze can be removed in the evening so that grandma can take a good look at you."

"Okay, that's good!"

Zheng Huiniang lamented that her daughter was indeed favored by the old god. Although she had been foolish for a few years, the things she had learned from the old god in these years could make her daughter have food and clothing for her whole life, so she was relieved.

"Well, we are living such a good life now. It would be great if nothing happened to your father. If he is still with us, I will not let him go out and take risks at any cost. We will stay together as a family, no matter how bad our life is. You have to be more humble, as long as you are safe!"

In such happy days, Zheng Huiniang unconsciously thought of her husband who went out to work just to earn more money for his family and live a good life, but unfortunately he was shipwrecked.

Qiao Ran had never met the original owner's father. In the original owner's memory, his father was a diligent, hard-working, optimistic and cheerful person.

"Your dad is actually very smart. He once told me that when he was a child, he used to walk back and forth for most of the time to go to the school in the town. He would lie outside the window and listen to the Master's lectures, and he learned a lot of words. It's a pity that he is one of the brothers in the family. The eldest son, when he reaches the age where he can go to school, several of your uncles are born one after another, and the life of the family is getting worse and worse. There is no money to send your father to go to school. Otherwise, he might have been admitted as a scholar. He even lifted people up.”

Maybe she was too excited and couldn't sleep. Maybe she thought of her husband. Zheng Huiniang's desire to talk was particularly strong at the moment. She talked endlessly about her husband to her daughter.

Qiao Ran also wanted to know more about the original owner's father. For some reason, she always had the feeling that her father's "death" was just a guess based on a piece of clothing fished out of the sea.

Because he disappeared in the vast sea, the chance of survival was very slim, so everyone immediately concluded that Qiao Dajiang was dead.

But Qiao Ran had a feeling. She didn't know whether it was due to the original owner's confidence in her biological father or Qiao Ran's sixth sense. She always felt that her father was not dead.

"Mom, when daddy's clothes were brought back, did you look carefully? Are they damaged? Are there any blood stains? Are those clothes really daddy's?"

No wonder Qiao Ran had this question. She didn't know how her family recognized the clothes her father was wearing.

Logically speaking, the clothes worn by poor people in this era are all made of the same material. They are all made of coarse linen, gray, blue, or brown. Unlike my original world, the colors, patterns, and styles of clothes are ever-changing. What if they are similar to others? Where are his clothes?

Zheng Huiniang's thoughts were drawn back to the year when she learned the bad news.

Under the flickering candlelight, her eyes were full of sadness:

"I sewed that dress stitch by stitch for your father. I can recognize my own stitches. What's more, the left sleeve of that dress was torn at the elbow. I cut an old piece of my own clothes and sewed it on." Patches cannot be someone else’s clothes.”

She recalled it carefully, although her heart ached every time she recalled it, but her daughter wanted to know, so she wanted to tell her the answer.

"At that time, the man from the next village who went out with him to run a boat came back with the clothes to report the news. Your grandma and I were so anxious that we fainted. Later, your uncles hid the clothes to prevent me and When your grandma saw it, she was afraid that the two of us would be sad after seeing it, so I didn’t take a closer look at the dress. I just remember looking at it when I held it in my hand. In addition to the patch, there were a few of your father’s own clothes added to the dress. Apart from the sewn patches, there were no big holes or blood stains. Later, your father’s clothes were taken to build a tomb and buried on the hill behind the village.”

Qiao Ran nodded slightly.

In this way, if dad was really wearing this clothes, he should not have suffered any serious trauma.

Injury is the most avoidable thing in the sea. The smell of blood will attract sharks and other piranhas.

If there were no external injuries, he might be able to cling to some floating object, drift to an island, or be rescued by a passing ship!

It’s just that transportation, communications, population management, etc. were not developed in ancient times. Even if a person was rescued, he might be trapped somewhere and unable to come back, and he would not be able to write home to report that he was safe.

Based on the many novels and movies and TV series she had read, Qiao Ran had to guess that maybe her father was still alive, but he just couldn't return home or had lost his memory.

"Mom, did the people from the next village continue to go out to sea and run boats? Were the people who disappeared on that boat later found?"

Zheng Huiniang shook her head: "No, since the accident on the ship, that man's family has not dared to let him go out again. They would rather let him farm at home. If your father can come back, I will not let him go out again. I would rather live with him." He works the fields together at home, which is harder and poorer. Being able to stay together as a family is better than anything else."

Qiao Ran comforted: "Mom, don't be sad. In fact, those people didn't find dad's body. This is a good thing. It means that no one can be 100% sure that dad is no longer alive. Maybe Dad is still alive and living well on which island? Maybe one day, dad will come back to find us, just like you can return to grandma and the others after being missing for so many years, it is not without miracles in this world."