Blessings of Time Traveling

Although he went to bed early, Qi Mingcheng didn't get up early because he didn't know if it was because his body was too weak.

When he opened his eyes, it was already daylight.When he walked out of his room, he found that the yard was already very lively.Zhao Jiasanlang and Shiro are standing in the sun reading, they should be reviewing their homework, they both read in rhythmic rhythm.The younger sister of the Zhao family is feeding the chickens.Except for the old lady who can't get out of bed for the time being, he is the last one to get up in this family.Moreover, in fact, even the old lady has been awake for a long time.

As diligent as Qi Erniang, she has already gone out to hug a basket of pigweed, and she is preparing breakfast in the kitchen at the moment.

Qi Mingcheng touched his nose, and went to wash up very embarrassedly.

At this time, tooth powder is used for brushing teeth, which is a powder made of green salt mixed with Chinese medicinal materials. The price is cheap and ordinary people can afford it.It is said that rich people use tooth incense.The original body had never seen Yaxiang, and Qi Mingcheng didn't know what Yaxiang was.After brushing his teeth clumsily with tooth powder, he breathed into the palm of his hand.Qi Mingcheng smelled it himself, and felt that his breath was quite fresh, so he had confidence in the tooth powder.

After brushing your teeth, it's time to wash your face.When Qi Mingcheng scooped water from the water tank, Mr. Zhao Jiadalang was returning from the outside with a hoe on his shoulder.

Qi Mingcheng's face turned red immediately, he really got up too late, right?

Brother Zhao has already gone around the vegetable field!

The Zhao family has no land, but they have a lot of vegetable fields, which were cultivated one after another over the years.In this era when the small peasant economy of owner farmers and tenant farmers is the common economic form of society, the official management of cultivated land is very strict.After all, agriculture is the foundation of the country.However, the vegetable plot cultivated by the family is different.Does the yamen control the sky and the land and still care about the cabbages and green onions planted in front of your house?

Vegetable plots like the Zhao family's are actually gray areas. They don't have to pay taxes, and they get all the vegetables and food they grow.

If the people don't raise it, the officials don't investigate.

Almost every household in the village has three or four vegetable plots.

However, where the land is fertile, or where the land can be reclaimed due to leveling, it is not the Zhao family's turn to open up wasteland!The places where the Zhao family can open up wasteland are actually the kind of places that others can't look down on at all.Therefore, the Zhao family's vegetable fields are always here and there, scattered everywhere.Among them, the largest vegetable patch is the one in the backyard of their house. Qi Mingcheng estimated that it was less than twenty square meters.

Even so, in the days when Zhao Dalang didn't have to do part-time labor, he was also used to being like other men in the village. After getting up, he would go out with a hoe on his back and take a look at his vegetable field to see which ones needed weeding and which ones needed seedling replacement. Which ones need watering and which ones need to catch insects.

When Zhao Dalang came back from a circle, it was almost time for breakfast at home.

People at this time are used to eating only two meals a day, breakfast at around eight or nine o'clock, and dinner at around three or four in the afternoon.

The vegetable field that Zhao Dalang went to see today is on the mountain, and he climbed up the mountain road, and it took half an hour to get there.There are some common vegetables grown in the vegetable field, which is nothing unusual.However, there are a few wild berries next to the vegetable field, and this season happens to grow small fruits the size of a fingernail.Zhao Dalang picked the reddest wild berries and wrapped them in leaves. There were two servings in total, one for his wife and one for his younger sister.

Seeing Qi Mingcheng washing his face in the yard, Zhao Dalang handed over one of them: "Brother, I'll give you some fruit."

Zhao Dalang was a little annoyed, he almost forgot about this sister-in-law.The younger brother-in-law looks more like a child than the younger sister, so let him eat the fruit.As for his wife and younger sister, he still has a share in his hand, so let them share one share, anyway, it's just a new taste.

After receiving the wild fruit, Qi Mingcheng ate one, and found that this unknown fruit was quite sweet.

There are not many wild fruits in one serving, only six or seven.

Just such six or seven wild fruits, Zhao Dalang would not eat them himself, but wrapped them in leaves and brought them home...Qi Mingcheng is not a sentimental person, but facing this kind of...you can call it the pampering of the elders. The behavior of drowning, he still couldn't help feeling various emotions in his heart.

After washing his face, Qi Mingcheng went into the kitchen.

Taking advantage of Qi Erniang lowering her head to add firewood to the stove, Qi Mingcheng thought, a drop of water appeared in his right hand, this is spiritual water!This drop of spiritual water violated the rules of gravity and appeared in the palm of his hand in the air.Seeing that Erniang Qi was about to raise her head, Qi Mingcheng didn't have time to take a closer look, and directly threw the drop of water into the porridge pot.Then, Qi Mingcheng stood by the stove as if nothing had happened, picked up a long wooden spoon and stirred the porridge pot.

The porridge is very thin, with very little rice, but half a pot of water.

Qi Erniang clapped her hands, stood up, and said, "Why are you in the kitchen? Get in the way! Don't stand on the stove, get out of the way." She took an empty jar from the shelf, and scooped it up with a wooden spoon. The porridge soup is poured into the jar.All she scooped up was clear soup, and all the rice was left in the pot.

"Sister, what are you going to do?" Qi Mingcheng couldn't help asking.

Qi Erniang said: "They say rice soup nourishes people, so I put more in a jar. When it cools down, it's just for my mother to drink." Since the old lady was paralyzed, she deliberately boiled more porridge every morning. a little.When the old lady is thirsty, give her this drink, which nourishes people and quenches her thirst.

Qi Erniang worked quickly and quickly filled the jar.She put the jar aside and said in a low voice: "Mother can't drink this much in one day, and I will make new ones tomorrow, so if you are thirsty, you can also drink this. I hope you are healthy Healthy."

After scooping out so much water, the porridge left in the pot finally became thicker.Qi Erniang cut a lot of vegetable leaves into it, which made it thicker.

The kitchen doesn't have much space.It's quite annoying for Qi Mingcheng to stand here.He looked at it for a while, then touched his nose and left.If the spirit water is mixed into the porridge, then everyone in the Zhao family can eat it, right?Counting the specially scooped out rice soup, the old lady and Qi Mingcheng ate more.

In this family, it is true that the old lady and Qi Mingcheng are in poor health, so this distribution is reasonable.

Breakfast is ready soon.

Before eating, Qi Mingcheng had to pay homage to his "husband".

He found a clean cloth, wiped Zhao Chengyi's memorial tablet carefully, and then carefully burned a stick of incense to the husband in name.Although Qi Mingcheng doesn't have much self-consciousness about being married now, he has a natural affection for this soldier who died on the battlefield.The frontiers of the Jing Dynasty have never been smooth, and it has become even more chaotic in the past few years.If it weren't for these soldiers throwing their heads and blood, how could ordinary people live and work in peace and contentment?

Qi Mingcheng was willing to pray for Zhao Chengyi.

Since he can travel through time, does the soul really exist?Maybe his prayers are really useful?

rest in peace.

"Brother, if you really have a soul in heaven, you should know my identity, right? Don't worry, I will take care of your family. In fact, they are all very good. At present, they take care of me more." Qi Mingcheng He whispered, "However, I won't eat and drink for free at your house. I don't think I will make much money in the past two years, but I already have plans for the future. Brother, you must remember to bless us! "

After inserting the incense sticks, Qi Mingcheng put his palms together again, and bowed to Zhao Chengyi's memorial tablet.

According to Qi Mingcheng's plan, during the three years of praying for Zhao Chengyi and keeping his filial piety, he just used it to take care of his body.Because he couldn't leave this village that wasn't poor but not prosperous either, he certainly couldn't make a lot of money, but he could earn a little money to subsidize his family by copying books after practicing his calligraphy.Three years later, he became a filial piety, and with the spiritual water, he would probably be able to take care of his body by then, and he could go out and make a living.

The smell of incense was a bit choking, and Qi Mingcheng couldn't help but sneezed.He hurriedly left the room.

The meal was already set, and Qi Mingcheng once again took on the job of feeding the old lady. He didn't start eating until the old lady was full.

I don't know if one drop of spiritual water is too little, or because the spiritual water has been diluted too much, after breakfast, Qi Mingcheng didn't feel anything special.He peeked at the rest of the Zhao family, but he didn't hear them say that today's porridge is a bit more fragrant, and it's probably the same as usual.

After dinner, Zhao Dalang went to the old lady's house, presumably to discuss matters with the old lady.

Qi Mingcheng found a corner and squatted down, basking in the sun while continuing to practice calligraphy on the ground with a branch.

It was around noon when someone walked quickly into Zhao's yard from the outside.This person has dark skin, a thin body, and an inconspicuous scar on his face. He looks very unfriendly.Qi Mingcheng, who was squatting in the corner of the yard, was taken aback when he saw this person, he felt that this person looked familiar.

"Brother-in-law? Why are you here? Oh, come in, come in!" Qi Erniang immediately greeted the person who came.

Qi Mingcheng suddenly realized, this is the Orion married by the eldest lady of the Qi family, right?No wonder he was full of evil spirits.He quickly dropped the branch in his hand, stood up swiftly, called "brother-in-law" respectfully, not affectionately, and said, "I...I'll pour tea for brother-in-law."

Qi Erniang pushed Qi Mingcheng on the stool and said, "You don't even know where our sugar is! You sit down and I'll make tea."

According to the custom of hundreds of miles around, the guests come to drink sweet water to entertain them.Of course, there are also people who make tea, but there are few people who make tea. Instead, making sugar water can show more respect to guests.There are people who are very willing, they will make a bowl of hot sugar water eggs for the guests.

"Don't be busy, my aunt, I'll leave with a word for you." Wu Shun said hastily.When he said this, his eyes fell on Qi Mingcheng.

To be honest, Wu Shun has never liked Qi Mingcheng.This is not because his wife always used her own money to subsidize Qi Mingcheng. If Qi Mingcheng was a good person, Wu Shun would not say a word.However, even though Mingzhen Daoist version of Qi Mingcheng puts on a good face, Wu Shun still feels that he is not a kind person.Wu Shun is a person with very sensitive intuition, and he also believes in his intuition, after all, he has escaped several times by relying on this.

Of course, Qi Mingcheng in front of him gave Wu Shun a different feeling, as if the bad feeling before had disappeared.

Qi Mingcheng felt hairy when Wu Shun looked at him, and called again tentatively: "Sister, brother-in-law?"

Wu Shun originally didn't want to talk to Qi Mingcheng, but because he had a good impression of Qi Mingcheng this time, he couldn't help persuading him: "The past is over, and we must live a good life in the future." After saying this, he continued to stare at Qi Mingcheng. Looking at Qi Mingcheng's eyes, it seems to be observing him.

Qi Mingcheng nodded and said, "I know, brother-in-law."