Abandoned Daughter's Beautiful Pastoral

Chapter 1 Farmhouse
In the early morning, the sun has just risen above the horizon, revealing half of its red face. The brilliant light shines softly on the person, dispelling the slight chill in the autumn morning. The early birds fly around from time to time, looking for With food, strive to reserve sufficient food before the cold winter comes.

Zhang Xiaocao carried a bundle of thick hay on her back. The long hay was much longer than her, and the soft grass head hung down to the ground, making small rustling sounds as she walked forward.

Along the way, the heavy burden on her back made her sweat. From time to time, people who went to the fields greeted her. She was too tired to talk, so she nodded with a smile, and walked towards the village at a faster pace.

Zhang Xiaoyuan was originally an ordinary white-collar worker in a modern city. His real name was Zhang Yunhua. Half a year ago, he accidentally rolled down the stairs and hit his head. When he woke up, he became a country girl named Zhang Xiaocao. She is currently in a dynasty that has never appeared in Chinese history. It is called the Yuanqing Dynasty. It is the 225th year of Yuanqing at this time, and the place where she lives is a small village called Zhangjia Village.

Not far from the village, there is a wide river from north to south, named Ninghe. In addition to Zhangjia Village, there are three other villages, large and small, near Ninghe.Because it is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Ninghe River, the land is deep and fertile, and the water source is abundant, but also because there are many mountains nearby, there are few fertile fields, and hundreds of years of reproduction have resulted in a situation where there are many people and little land. Most people live a tight life. Yes, good years are good, but if there is a natural or man-made disaster, life will be difficult.

Zhang Xiaocao walked to the head of the village, and a simple and low thatched hut appeared in front of her eyes. Through the short wall with a gap, she could easily see a hunched figure busy in the vegetable garden in the courtyard.

"Grandma Zhang!"

Zhang Xiaocao familiarly pushed open the half-hidden courtyard door, walked in and shouted.

Grandma Zhang heard the familiar voice of a child, stood up and patted the soil in her hands, showing a kind smile. Seeing that Zhang Xiaocao was still carrying a heavy bundle of hay, she felt sorry for her, and complained in her mouth: "You Look at you, how can such a small thing carry such a heavy thing, be careful to crush it!"

Zhang Xiaocao put down the hay, wiped off his sweat and said, "I saw you went to the foot of the mountain to cut thatch, and thought you didn't have any matches here, so I cut some and dried it for you!"

Grandma Zhang saw that she was sweating profusely, so she quickly poured a bowl of water for her.

Zhang Xiaocao was not polite either, she took it and drank it down in one gulp, no longer feeling thirsty in her mouth.

"Don't give away this hay anymore. Without grandma, I can cut it by myself. If you are exhausted, grandma will feel sorry for you!" Grandma Zhang looked at the short and thin Zhang Xiaocao, feeling very uncomfortable.

There are so many sensible children, but it's a pity that they voted for the wrong one!

Feeling Grandma Zhang's concern, Zhang Xiaocao felt a warm current in her heart. After coming here for half a year, only Grandma Zhang made her feel warm.

In the early years, Grandma Zhang was abandoned by her husband and returned to her natal family because she had no children. She did not remarry after caring for her old father. The original owner took good care of her, and often secretly stuffed an egg for her to eat. This kind of goodness was picked up by the reborn her.

"Grandma is fine. Anyway, I want to cut more at home. I'll just go home. I haven't cooked yet!"

"Wait, take this back!" Grandma Zhang said, and quickly stuffed a handful of the celery that she had just picked into her hand.

"Here, grandma, I don't want it, you can keep it for yourself!" Zhang Xiaocao refused. Grandma Zhang lived alone, and she knew how hard life was.

Grandma Zhang feigned anger: "If you don't take it, grandma will throw it away! You came out early in the morning and went back empty-handed, it's hard to explain!"

Zhang Xiaocao's eyes were hot, and she didn't refuse again. Grandma Zhang was always thinking of her.

Holding the celery, Zhang Xiaocao walked out of Grandma Zhang's yard and headed home.

Zhang Xiaocao's house is in the middle of the village. Like most other houses, it is an ordinary mud-brick house with four rooms in total. , as a bedroom, the front, back, left, and right sides of the house are close neighbors.

Before I entered the house, I heard chickens crowing and two pigs howling with hunger coming from the yard.

Pushing open the courtyard door, I looked up and saw a beautiful girl in a new pink jacket standing at the gate, staring at her with displeasure, and shouted coldly: "It's early in the morning. The pigs are not fed, the chickens are not released, and the water is not boiled, where did you die? Your skin is itchy again, right?"

Zhang Xiaocao knew that she was deliberately finding fault. In the past, chickens and pigs were fed after breakfast, but she couldn't confront her head-on now, so she explained without changing her face: "I went to the vegetable garden, and it grew There are a lot of weeds, if you pull some, you will come back too late!"

Zhang Baozhu, who was the real apple of the eye of the whole family, would never go to the vegetable garden, so naturally she didn't know that she had already pulled out those weeds.

Zhang Baozhu frowned and looked at her, seeing that she was holding a large handful of celery in her hand and the old cloth shoes were stained with mud, so she believed it.

Zhang Xiaocao entered the kitchen, put celery in a wooden basin, dipped it in water from the vat with a gourd ladle, picked up the wooden basin for kneading noodles, and was about to go to the main room to scoop some rough noodles, but was caught by a pair of white and slender His little hand stopped him.

Zhang Baozhu raised her eyebrows and stared at her, saying: "Let's boil the hot water first, I want to wash my face."

Zhang Xiaocao clenched her fists and let out a deep breath. Every time she faced this spoiled elder sister, her endurance became extraordinarily good.

"It's not winter yet, and the water isn't cold yet. You can just use cold water. I'm in a hurry to cook now, otherwise my parents won't have anything to eat when they come back."

Seeing that her always timid younger sister dared to refute her words, Zhang Baozhu immediately became angry, so she didn't care whether the workers had food or not when they came back, and said sharply: "If you are told to go, go, if you don't dare to wait for mother When you come back, you, a dead girl, look good!"

She couldn't explain it to the unreasonable people, Zhang Xiaocao didn't bother to explain, she was about to walk past Zhang Baozhu sideways, and if she was delayed, when the people in the field came back, they wouldn't be able to eat, and she would be the one who would be scolded in the end , but didn't want to, the arm was pulled vigorously by someone, the whole person lost his balance suddenly, fell to the ground fiercely, and the basin in his hand fell to the ground and turned around in a circle.

A burst of burning pain spread from the back of the hand!
Zhang Xiaocao subconsciously covered her injured right hand with her left hand, only to see that a large piece of skin was rubbed off from the back of her right hand to the wrist by the hard ground, and small drops of blood oozed out after a while.

Seeing that the back of Zhang Xiaocao's hand was bleeding, Zhang Baozhu was taken aback for a moment, obviously she didn't expect that she would hurt someone by pulling it, but she was already spoiled and never thought of apologizing to her sister, let alone You will feel guilty, and you will be stunned for a moment. Before Zhang Xiaocao can speak, he scolds viciously: "Useless things will only waste food, and you can't even walk steadily. If you fall, you deserve it. snort!"

(End of this chapter)