Chapter 9

Xia Qianqian took Qin-shi and her sister to the thatched house.

This was where the Xia family resided before, when they started to burn the tiles, they earned money and built their present residence, afterwards this house was abandoned, which explained it’s tattered and worn out condition. But at least it could still shelter from the wind and rain. As for Xia Qianqian, who was once a prestigious president’s wife, suddenly turned into a crippled maiden with nowhere to live, there was nothing she couldn’t accept.

Everything was her retribution, who made her swear for divorce to let heavens hear it?

“Big sister, we have our own home now!” Xia Yunyun ran around happily, said in a high spirited voice, “I can now continue to play with my little friends in the village.”

“Mm.” Xia Qianqian sat down on the tree stump in front of the thatched hut and began to think about life.

Could she still go back to modern times? What would it take to go back? Before going back, how to solve the problem of survival?

The light was good at noon, so Qin-shi fumbled around and fished out a old book and gave it to her: “Qianqian, this is what your father left behind, keep it well.”

“The Technique of Burning Tile.” Xia Qianqian flipped through it, it was Xia Dinshan’s lifetime of experience of burning tiles, written in great detail. Gu Yanjing likes to burn porcelain, so he built a small kiln at home to make things convenient. Xia Qianqian concentrated all her attention on that book and also learned some knowledge of firing porcelain. Now with this information, she can try to burn tiles and sell them for money.

Qin-shi went to sweep the floor and clean the dusty area. She got busy for a while. The thatched hut was so small that she barely needed to move in there.

“Qianqian, the house is clean, with your legs like this you need as much rest as possible, go to bed and lie down for a while.” Qin-shi said as she patted Xia Qianqian’s head.

Xia Qianqian looked at her legs, because after walking and standing for a long time, the area had been congested with blood swelling. She put the “Technique of Burning Tile” into her arms and walked into the thatched hut with a sigh.

If she really couldn’t go back, she didn’t want to be a cripple for a long time. In any case she needed to properly recuperate this leg of hers.

The thatched hut was about 20 sq.feet, the so-called bed was actually some corn stalks on the ground and then put on a wooden board. The only item on the bed is the broken quilt, which was used as a covered last night on the cart.

Xia Qianqian began to miss the Gu family’s soft king-size bed and silk quilt even more. Fortunately, she was a hiking enthusiast, often carrying a bag and going out with the teammates to the wilderness for hiking. Hence, She was accustomed to all kinds of bad conditions and was not a hypocrite. If Gu Yanjing, that clean freak, was here, he would rather freeze to death than use the torn quilt.

Xia Qianqian’s evil brain began to fantasize about Gu Yanjing pinching his nose and walking around in the thatched hut and being scared of the cockroaches, running around screaming.

“Hahahaha, the way of heaven is good, it spares no one!” Xia Qianqian thought so and started laughing hysterically.

Qin-shi was shocked and patted her face worriedly, “Qianqian, what are you talking about?”

With just a single sentence, Xia Qianqian was ruthlessly slapped back to reality and found out that she was the one who was being “reincarnated by heaven”. She said sarcastically, “I was saying that this is my retribution.”

“Qianqian ……” Qin-shi’s nose immediately felt sour, with tears in her eyes, “I’m sorry, it’s because mother is incompetent and is unable to protect you …… ”

Xia Qianqian was most afraid of women crying, she hurriedly comforted, “It’s okay, I can protect you.”

“Qianqian, you lie down, mother will make congee for you.” Qin-shi wiped her tears and helped Xia Qianqian lie down in the dim light and also helped her press the corner of the quilt.

From last night till now, Xia Qianqian’s body and mind were suffering incomparable torture, tired, lying down for a while within a few minutes she fell asleep.

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When she finally woke up, it was already noon and all the families in the village were already cooking dinner. Xia Qianqian smelled a rich fragrance of rice porridge and dragged her limp leg out.

Qin-shi had set up a fire in the courtyard and was boiling congee. Xia Yunyun, with her hands supporting her chin, eagerly looked at the boiling pot: “Mother, when can I have congee?”

“Almost done, when your big sister is up from her nap, we will drink it together.” Qin-shi smiled and scratched Xia Yunyun’s nose.

“Okay.” Xia Yun Yun replied obediently, swallowing saliva non-stop.

Xia Qianqian felt stifled in her heart.

Many years ago, just like Xia Yunyun, she had also crouched on the floor, looking at the white steamed buns in the pot and drooling with greed. It was not until she was brought home by her father that she began to eat and wear warm clothes. At that time, her mother had already passed away, but she had a sister five years older than her, who took very good care of her.

The eldest sister was like a mother.

In the future, she would be Xia Yunyun’s sister. Hence, she needed to work hard, to take good care of the family