The sun gradually sets westward, and the orange-red light of the setting sun shines softly on people. Smoke from cooking stoves has emerged from the houses in the village. Many women are holding basins while calling the boy who is still playing outside to go home. Cui Wei is carrying a big basket on her back, and her small body is almost submerged in the basket. The basket is filled with vines. She is sweating all over the way. From time to time, people who are returning home from work say hello to her. Cui Wei wipes sweat from her forehead and returns with a smile. Thinking that she may be scolded again if she is late, she quickly tightens the belt on her shoulder basket, pursing her lips, and speeds up her pace.

Cui Wei was originally a modern white-collar worker. Unexpectedly, when she woke up half a year ago, she had become a little girl named Cui Wei in ancient times. This place was called the Daqing Dynasty. Cui Wei tried every means and even hit her head several times. She fainted after a few times. However, she could return to the modern world. She gradually extinguished her thoughts. She was afraid that the Cui family would find out her strangeness. After sorting out the original owner's memory, she kept silent all day long and learned from the original owner's taciturn silent style. This did not attract the attention of others. After half a year, she did not.

Finally, I returned home with a heavy basket on my back. Cui Wei felt that her legs were so heavy that she couldn't walk. The gate of the Cui family was half open. It was already dark now, but the lights in the room were not even lit. There was no voice in the voices of people talking. Only the pigs and chickens and ducks in the circle were hungry. She wiped her tears and placed the basket on a bluestone strip in the yard that she could sit on when she put things on, and then she shouted: Mom, I'm back

When he came back, he was back. Why did Yang hold his grandson who had just been born in one hand, frowned and looked at his daughter with a puff of water to wash his hands, and scolded him: Be careful not to wake up your nephew. If you cry, I can't spare you. She is Cui Wei's mother, Yang. She is holding Cui Wei's eldest brother Cui Jinghuai's son, who had just been born in half a year. It was because the sister-in-law of the Cui family gave birth to a child. Cui Wei was accused of making a fuss. She was accidentally pushed by the worried Cui Jinghuai, and her head hit a big stone, fainted. Later, Cui Wei was allowed to live in.

When Yang heard Yang scolding her, Cui Wei didn't care and curled her lips. If she didn't shout when she came back, her mother would say that she wouldn't go home even if it was dark. No matter how much she did, she didn't know. What's the use of this mother who prefers boys over girls. Over the past six months, she has gone from being angry at the beginning to being indifferent now. Although the Cui family is just an ordinary village household, the population is also quite large. In addition to her father Cui Shifu and Yang, Cui Wei has three brothers. She is an old girl, but because she is a daughter, she is not worthy of Yang. The eldest brother Cui Jinghuai married Wang from the next village two years ago. Now she has a son, and she is specially going to the master's place at the village head.

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Cui Wei was grateful to her second brother. If not, she would probably have been like many girls in the village at the beginning. In the small village where she lives, at least seven or eight people named Da Ya Erni would go out and shout Da Ya, and at least three more girls would look back at you at the same time. With Yang, it would be very likely to call her Cui Siya. Although Cui Wei's name is ordinary, at least she felt a little lucky.

It was probably because Yang's voice was a little louder just now. The baby in her arms suddenly struggled twice, sobbed twice, and even opened her mouth and started to cry. This was Yang's first grandson. He was as precious as something. He usually held it in his hand and refused to leave anyone. Seeing his baby's grandson crying, Yang hurriedly hugged the child and shook it, and he didn't care about blaming his daughter anymore. He stepped on his feet on the spot for two steps, and he started to coax it in his mouth.

Damn girl, why are you still standing there and going to cook quickly. Your sister-in-law is still feeding her now. If she eats too late, be careful that she will tell you again. Yang patted her grandson. Seeing that her daughter was still standing there, she took the grass ash to wash her hands carefully. She couldn't help but curl her lips and reminded her: It's time to feed the pig, quickly cut the vine and mix some corn flour to cook. Your father and your elder brother should come back in a while. If it's food,

Not good, I can't spare you. Yang saw that the baby grandson in his hand was about to cry again, so he quickly coaxed her twice. It was as hot as today, and there were many mosquitoes in the countryside. After a while, the child's tender face was bitten red. Yang was so distressed that he thrust, and the child was even more uncomfortable and cried louder and louder, which made her feel a little annoyed. Without looking at her daughter, she turned around and went into the house.

Cui Wei was extremely depressed and washed her hands with hatred. She quickly carried a bundle of corn stalks from the woodshed behind the yard outside and into the kitchen. She took an apron and put it on her body. She pulled out some of the woodshed in the stove, cleared the stove, put two corn stalks, and stuffed them into the stove hall.

After the corn stalk was dried, it was very easy to ignite. She took out the fire note and the banging sounded. Cui Wei was originally the standard fingers of her fingers not touching the spring water in her previous life. Her only child was her family. Her parents looked at her like her eyes. She had never touched a spatula before. Unexpectedly, in ancient times, she became a strong woman in the family affairs. She was born with her hands at the beginning, but she suffered a lot. Cui Wei was a person who was silent in the Cui family. She was honest, dull and timid, and not good at speaking. Fortunately, she had the memory of this girl at the beginning, and the Cui family ignored her so much that she spent the first month safely, and later she gradually got to know these things.

After igniting the fire, she put another handful of firewood into the stove. Cui Wei got up and washed the pot, filled half a pot of water, put the pot on the big hole in the stove, and the flames rushed up from the edge of the pot from time to time. She was very busy now. There were two pigs in the circle outside waiting for her to cook and pick them up, and chickens and ducks were also asked to serve her. Since her sister-in-law Wang gave birth to her son, she only thought she was a great hero of the Cui family. She had been raising her for half a year. She also said that she was in confinement and was lazy all day long and unwilling to work.

Son, Yang wants to take care of his grandson, Cui Da has to go out to work with Cui Shifu every day. It is the busy farming time, and the father and son are so busy that they can't rest every day. Sometimes Yang and Cui Wei have to go to the fields to help together. Cui Er is a seedling of studying, so he just studies every day and doesn't care about things outside the window. Cui San doesn't mention it. He is a real child, and he is spoiled by Yang. He is so stingy and chasing dogs all day long, and is so slanderous that the Cui family's family affairs almost fall on Cui Wei.

He hated a big pot with water and put it on another hole on the stove. The stove was very wide when it was built. Two pots could be cooked at the same time in the entrance of the stove, and there was a stove on the other side, which was convenient for cooking pig food or cooking food for the whole family and boiling hot water. Cui Wei was small and had no strength, so she could only fill a small pot of water. She stepped on the stool and added the pot to the stove. She used a gourd ladle and then scooped water into the pot. Seeing that most of the pot was there, she jumped off the stool, wiped the sweat from her forehead, took a bucket specially for feeding pigs, put some corn flour in from the small room beside the kitchen, stirred it with a thin bamboo stick, and then pulled it back to the kitchen with difficulty, poured it into the pot tremblingly.

This Wei rice noodles were ground after harvest this year, and it was only less than half a month before it was ready. Everything at this time was pure natural. You can smell a very fragrant corn smell when poured into the pot. However, the villagers don’t like to eat this. They think it’s too rough. They usually grind it into fine noodles and mixed it into rice bran to feed pigs or chickens and ducks. Compared with many families in the village, the conditions can only be considered medium. Although it is not as good as the food cannot be eaten, if you want to smell a trace of meat, you have to wait until the New Year. Because this pig is related to the harvest of the family during the New Year, you are very careful at this time. During this period, there is corn noodles being supported, so you don’t need to mix bran for feeding pigs. Cui Wei thought of what her mother Yang ordered before, so she quickly took the kitchen knife and ran to the outside room to get a special cutting board for pig food, and cut the vines she had cut before.

Hearing the crackling sound of the vine, the pigs in the circle seemed to know that it was their own food, and they all started screaming with their throats. The outer yard was wide open. A few chickens looked at it late and gradually walked into the room. Cui Wei's nose was covered with sweat, but a whimpering cry sounded in the room. A scream like someone was pinching his throat: Weiwei, Dalang is crying, come and coax him quickly. This is Cui Wei's eldest sister-in-law Wang. It is estimated that Yang is looking at it late and the Cui family has not yet come back, so he is a little worried. He has gone out now and there is no one in the family to call him. Wang will hit Cui Wei.

Suddenly being frightened by the sound, Cui Wei's kitchen knife that quickly slaughtered the vine was not paying attention, and cut it to her index finger pressing Tiao Teng. There was a sudden pain in her heart. The red blood immediately oozed out from the wound dyed with green vegetable juice. She subconsciously threw the knife aside and put the injured finger in her mouth. The smell of blood in her mouth was so painful that it was so painful that it was so painful that she sucked the air in the air. Wang seemed to be angry and screamed at the top of her throat, and her voice was a little shrill: Da Ni, look at Da Lang crying so hard, why don't you coax me quickly, see that I won't reply to my mother, teach you a good lesson, the dead girl who only knows how lazy she is always scolding Cui Wei. She had been tolerant for more than half a year, but when she heard Wang's voice, Cui Wei's heart was so angry that she suddenly became hot
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