Traveling through the daily life of raising a family in ancient times

Chapter 1 Novel experience is not needed

Not long after the Frost's Day, a gust of wind blew, and many of the leaves that had turned yellow fell off the trees.

In a peaceful small mountain village, a woman sat in a room in a small courtyard of a quaint farmhouse on the edge of the village.

In her hand she held a fine silver-rimmed mirror that was out of place in this yard, or even in herself.

I saw her holding up the mirror from time to time, looking at it a few times, then putting it down as if she couldn't bear to look directly, staring blankly at the front, nothingness.

Mrs. Song, perhaps it should be said that Song Yeqing has been here for more than half an hour since she woke up in the morning, to receive the specific situation of this body.

At first she thought she had entered an illusion, but then she remembered that she was dead, and then she gradually accepted the reality.

Time travel.

The fact that I can accept the current situation calmly is actually thanks to my little cousin.

For a while, she crazily gave all kinds of Amway novels to the people around her, and even Song Yeqing, a cousin who always had a cold face, couldn't dampen her enthusiasm.

later?Song Yeqing, who accepted Amway because of sisterhood, carefully read the ancient novel of dog blood travel.The one the hero and heroine love is called a sadomasochistic love, bloody feud, and various bloody plots take turns.

After reading it, she told her cousin that the hero seems to be a brain-dead, and the heroine is mentally handicapped.And slowly teach the other party to read books to understand their hearts, and read more books at home.

So the little cousin ignored her for more than two months.Although this was only her unilateral drawing a clear line with Song Yeqing, Song Yeqing had no idea at the time that she had offended her cousin.

It's a pity that I will probably never see that innocent little cousin again.

At this time, Song Yeqing silently put the mirror down and looked around.

Should I pretend to be dizzy, and then tell the people around me that I have amnesia, and then someone will explain the situation in detail.Or wake up in disbelief and ask where the camera is?
However, none of the above happened.

Because when she woke up, there were only two children who were sleeping soundly beside her, Song Yeqing was so frightened that she almost rolled off the bed.

This is still pretending to be amnesia, cliché, making trouble?
Moreover, Song Yeqing also integrated the memory of the original owner of the body, and understood everything.

This is a dynasty that Song Yeqing has never heard of, Da'an.

Lady Song was originally the youngest daughter of an embroidery shop owner in the south of the Yangtze River, and she had the same name and surname as herself.

Before the age of 14, Mrs. Song lived a simple life. She learned embroidery from her mother and made snacks. In her spare time, she went shopping with her little sisters.

Later, the business of the family's embroidery shop was not good, and Song's father decided to stop the loss in time and sell the property, and took about 5000 taels of assets to return to his hometown in Yizhou to become a rich man.

But when he reached the boundary of Qizhou, he encountered bandits who robbed the road. The greedy bandits took 3000 taels of silver notes as tolls.Then they still didn't leave, they insisted on handing over the female relatives in the carriage.

Mrs. Song's father naturally refused, and took ten family guards outside to negotiate with the other party, but the bandit is the kind of obedient person.

Da'an country's weapon control is a bit strict. An ordinary wealthy family member of the Song family only brought five big knives and one saber when traveling, and had no chance of winning against the vicious bandits.

Mrs. Song, who was huddled in the carriage and hugged tightly by her mother, only heard a few screams accompanied by the sound of swords and swords outside, and then the carriage ran out in a panic.

After running for a long time, the curtain was lifted, and it turned out that the second brother escaped in the confusion.The eldest brother is in the carriage with his sister-in-law and nephew, and he doesn't know what's going on.

As for the ox cart with three maidservants, it is estimated that there is more or less ominous.The father who stayed there, probably also...

"Mother, little sister. Those thieves have horses, and I think they will catch up soon. I will find a place to stop later, and you can find a place to hide." The horses dragging the carriage cannot run against those people.

The 16-year-old second brother held the rein tightly with one hand and said loudly. The other hand had bloodstains, which showed how nervous and urgent he was just now.

Perhaps to reassure his mother and sister, he still opened the curtain and turned his head to let them see his face clearly.

"Aheng...".Song's mother was already choking up when she opened her mouth. This formerly bright and beautiful woman already understood her husband's ending.

"You and Qingqing hide, I'll go." As he spoke, he pulled out a black cloak from the violently shaking carriage and wrapped it around Lady Song.

Knowing that her mother and second elder brother were going to drive away the bandits who were chasing them with a carriage, Lady Song held her mother's hand tightly.

Maybe she knew faintly that it was a road of no return, and she didn't want to lose any of them, so she said eagerly: "No, no, we have to go together."

But Second Brother Song outside the car didn't hear Mother Song's words because of the wind in his ears.

Mother Song dragged Mrs. Song to the front of the carriage, and the carriage slowed down and stopped slowly.

"It's okay, maybe that gang of thieves won't come after me again, I'll go ahead and put the car away, you wait for me here."

Second Brother Song's eyes were slightly red, and he smiled to comfort his family.He spoke faster and didn't say much, just jumped off the carriage to make way for his mother and sister.

Seeing that the two were dizzy from being shaken by the carriage, and the younger sister was pushed off by the mother, he hurried to pick it up.But the moment Mrs. Song got out of the car, Mother Song reversed her weakness just now, pulled the reins and pulled the horse and galloped away.

"Mother..." Before he could yell out, Second Brother Song covered his sister's mouth, and immediately led her to the bushes above the road.

It was already getting dark at this time, and I found a hidden place with lush vegetation. The cloak was not obtrusive in the dark jungle.

"A-Qing, you wait here obediently for the second brother to come pick you up, don't run around, you know." She gestured "shh" with her index finger.

Mrs. Song was speechless, she just nodded her head repeatedly, tears dripping down her eyes.After all, she was just a 14-year-old girl.

After speaking, Second Brother Song walked out of the shelter, cleaned up the traces quickly but carefully, and ran straight in the direction of the carriage.

Not long after he left, there were also dense sounds of horseshoes below.Until she couldn't hear it gradually, Lady Song didn't dare to make a sound, holding back her sobs, tears still flowing.

The moon star is sparse, but there is only an occasional gleam of light in the woods.Mrs. Song didn't know how much time had passed, she had stopped crying, and kept watching the direction where her second brother was leaving with her eyes wide open.

The second brother didn't come back, the mother didn't come back, and the group of people didn't return the same way.After not closing her eyes all day and night, she finally fell asleep due to exhaustion.

It was already the second day when I woke up again, and there was only the chirping of birds in the jungle.

Fortunately, it was close to the road, and there were no large beasts, and the snake didn't seem to be interested in her.Otherwise it would have been dead.

Mrs. Song thought that she might not be able to wait for her second brother, and she was going to find them.So he stood up stiffly, not daring to walk down the main road, but walked along the road beside the bushes.

But after walking for two days, she still didn't find any trace. She didn't know if she had gone the wrong way at the last fork.A little lady who had never traveled far before, she just walked by feeling, not knowing where she was going at all.

She drank stream water when she was thirsty, and only found a kind of wild pear and wild chestnut she had seen before.Wild pears are very sour, and my mother usually brings her to drink sweet water to clear her throat and moisten her lungs.

I don't know how long it took, ten days?Half a month?Lady Song fell down.

At this time, she couldn't see her once delicate and innocent appearance at all, her plump cheeks were sunken, the hem of her cloak was tattered, and the exquisite embroidered shoes on her feet were dirty and rotten. There are scars and dirt, and there are many traces of mosquito bites.

The purse and the silver money on her body were also lost in the chaos, only two pearl pendant silver clips remained, and the pearl earrings and a jade bracelet were received by her under the coat.

Mrs. Song didn't know if she could find her relatives, so she had to put away the jewelry.She has studied as a housekeeper and knows the price of goods. She also knows that these few things can be sold for more than ten taels of silver.

Although she has gone through such a dangerous situation, she still hopes that her relatives are still alive but separated, and she can hire someone to find the money.

　Here I use the silver price conversion in the middle of the Ming Dynasty. One tael of silver is roughly equal to 1-600 yuan in modern times.The living expenses of an ordinary family of five in the Ming Dynasty were about 800 taels a year, and it was 30 taels of silver just counting rice and salt.There may be errors in some specific conversions, so don’t worry too much about it. I wrote this article because I was careful but not completely sophisticated.

　　
　　
　
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