He thought that after saying this, the others would feel more at ease. But except for Xiao Yuan who had a smile on his face, everyone else still had a sad look on his face.

"Brother, don't take things to heart. The doctor said it's not good to keep things in your heart." The honest-looking man said that their father died early, and the burden of the whole family fell on him, so that his

He looks a little older than his peers.

Chu Ci was stunned, and suddenly remembered that the original owner had said countless times that he was fine after being injured. Naturally, these words could no longer comfort them.

"It's true, I'm a little hungry. Is there anything to eat at home?" Since returning home, the original owner has barely had any water except for the daily medicinal soup, let alone eating. This is also a reason for the family's worry.

Now that they heard him shouting that he was hungry, everyone felt relieved. Just know that you are hungry and just think about it. After all, these are lives, and people can't fight with their lives.

"Yes, yes, I'll ask your sister-in-law to kill a chicken and make soup for you right away."

"Brother, no need, I can't drink chicken soup now, I just need some porridge." Chu Ci quickly stopped him.

"Hey, I'll go right away." Brother Chu went out happily.

Chu Ci's mother looked at Brother Chu's back, then turned to Chu Ci and said, "Your brother and sister-in-law are all good, you have to keep up your spirits and support them when you get rich. When I get old, I will still be there in the future.

You two brothers need to support each other. Xiao Er, stop fighting with yourself..."

She began to cry as she spoke. During this time, the family had been in a state of misery. As a woman, she had nothing to do. She saw the life on the waiter's face getting less and less every day. She did not dare to cry.

Afraid of causing bad luck.

Now that she saw him slowly becoming energetic, she finally felt relieved.

Chu Ci sat up and patted her back. He didn't know what to say, but since he accepted this identity, he would definitely take on this responsibility.

…

It has been three days since I woke up that day.

In the past three days, Chu Ci actively took medicine and cooperated with the treatment. He looked much better, and his face no longer looked pale and lifeless.

He himself felt that he had some strength, so he wanted to go out and take a look.

Although it can be seen from the room he lives in that his family background is not very good, it is only after he leaves the room that he understands what it means to be poor.

There are three rooms in the house built of loess that can be lived in. He has one room, one room for his brother and sister-in-law, and one room for his mother and his nephew. The kitchen is outside, just a small shack made of wood. There is a yard, but

It's just a circle around the general with branches and bamboo sticks.

There is a dining hall in the middle of the house. A yellowed New Year picture is posted in the middle. A wooden shelf is supported on it. The memorial tablet of the original owner is placed on it. There is an old incense burner with half an ear missing underneath. There are some incense burners inserted in it.

Burnt out incense.

An Eight Immortals table was placed in the middle of the dining hall, with a pile of pickles and four bowls of corn porridge placed on it. The porridge was very clear, and there was not much corn in it.

Chu Ci thought of the white rice porridge he had eaten these past few days, with mixed feelings in his heart. In ancient times, scholars had a high status, and they were even divided into three, six, and nine grades in terms of food.

He walked out the door and found his little nephew sticking his butt out and pulling something in front of a grass cage, so he called him, "Xiaoyuan, what are you doing?"

"Uncle," Xiao Yuan turned around, "I was touching the eggs, but I didn't touch them. This chicken hasn't laid eggs for several days." He pouted, looking unhappy.

"What did grandma and your parents do?"

"It's sunny and I went to grab corn."

Chu Ci understood that in the past few days since he came here, it seemed to have rained every day, but it was sunny today. Farmers watched the weather for food, and they would naturally go to work if it was sunny.

"Then who cooked this meal?"

"Me," Xiao Yuan blinked, "I learned how to cook last year. Uncle, have you forgotten?"

Chu Ci was speechless. How was he going to tell Xiao Yuan that his brother-in-law didn't even know he could cook?

The original owner was a scholar. He was a bit lively when he was a child. After studying for a few years, he became more and more quiet. He basically "didn't hear anything outside the window and only read the books of sages."

For him, everything other than studying is mundane. How can he care about who cooks the food at home?

"I've been sick for so long that I almost forgot." Chu Ci smiled, then pulled a small bench and sat down, "Xiaoyuan, come here, I will test you. Do you know what my uncle does every day?"

The memories left to him by the original owner were basically related to reading, and he had almost never seen him do anything other than reading.

"Uncle is studying."

"Just reading?"

"Yes, they all say that if my uncle studies every day, he will become an official one day. Uncle, why haven't you become an official yet?" Xiao Yuan asked.

Chu Ci was silent. If the original owner heard this sentence, he would probably vomit three liters of blood. If he is involved in a case of fraud, even if he is later cleared of his grievances and proven innocent, he will still be labeled as someone who is unclear about people, and his career will basically be over.

. Even if you pass the examination, you may just be a candidate for the rest of your life.

"Do you eat this every day at home?" Chu Ci pointed to the bowls of corn porridge in the room and changed the subject.

"Eat dry rice at noon and evening. Uncle, are you hungry? Let me bring out your rice." Without waiting for Chu Ci to respond, Chu Yuan turned directly into the kitchen and brought out a bowl of white rice porridge.

There is a plate of scrambled eggs.

He put the things on the big bluestone in the yard, then quickly moved inside to bring out a high stool, put the porridge and scrambled eggs on it, and brought out a pair of clean chopsticks, "Uncle, eat quickly."

Chu Ci watched him running around like a little bee, with clear eyes when looking at him, without even a hint of jealousy or displeasure. He was obviously the youngest in the family, but he seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of differential treatment.

"Xiaoyuan, do you want to eat the same thing as my uncle?"

Xiao Yuan shook his head, "My uncle has worked hard at studying and has been sick recently. Of course he has to eat better. I'm not greedy." He said this, but his eyes did not dare to look at the food on the stool.

, for fear that I would not be able to take my eyes away after seeing it.

What a sensible child! Chu Ci sighed. Compared with him, the original owner was a little ignorant. The family's predicament was all caused by him. He actually chose to die without thinking about what he could do for the family.

Do something.

He stood up and walked into the dining hall, took out one of the bowls, poured out some of the soup on it, poured half of the white rice porridge, stirred it, and pushed the other half of the bowl to Xiao Yuan.

"You and your uncle eat together." He put aside half of the plate of scrambled eggs with only salt added. These eggs were probably bought by his mother. After all, the chickens at home had not given birth for several days, and he

I have eaten eggs every day these days.

Chu Yuan swallowed, "Uncle, you better eat it..."

"Don't you listen to what my uncle said?" Chu Ci straightened his face. He poured water from the water tank over it. The original owner looked the same as him. When he had a straight face, the students didn't dare to make a fuss. He was so young.

It should also be scary to be far away.

"Listen," Xiaoyuan nodded vigorously, then picked up the bowl and started to eat rice, fearing that he would be considered a disobedient child if he ate slowly.
Chapter completed!