Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

But neither Zhou Yi nor the old Chinese doctor knew the reason why Song Xi was able to survive.

It's because Song Xi came over just after 'Song Xi' died.

It's just too weak to wake up!

It's not because of how advanced the old Chinese medicine is.

Seeing Song Xi frowning in disgust, instead of being angry, Zhou Yi was very happy.

Why are you happy?

Naturally, it was because his little daughter-in-law was slowly recovering and would not leave him.

Song Xi was embarrassed and unhappy to be stared at by a strange man like this.

Not wanting to meet his gaze, I had to close my eyes.

She couldn't accept the fact that she had a 'husband' right after waking up.

Although this husband is quite handsome, he doesn't understand it at all.

How embarrassing for two strangers to get together!

"Gulu Gulu..." Just as Song Xi closed his eyes, an embarrassing sound came from his stomach.

She opened her eyes in embarrassment, and looked at Zhou Yi with a little longing in her eyes.

She can't move now, everything can only depend on him.

From when 'Song Xi' fell down the hillside, she came across, until she woke up.

I don't know how many days have passed.

Anyway, she was really hungry.

It is estimated that the nausea just now was not because he disliked him, but because he was hungry.

"You wait." Zhou Yi glanced at the young daughter-in-law and left with an empty bowl.

After a while, another bowl came in, and this bowl was full of broth.

Just no seasoning.

In this era when people can't even eat oil and salt, how can there be seasoning?

There is no spoon at home, so feeding soup is really difficult.

Now that Song Xi has regained consciousness, it is unrealistic to feed her with her mouth.

Zhou Yi had no choice but to put the soup bowl on the table next to him.

Carefully reaching out his hand to help Song Xi up.

After that, he brought the bowl in front of her, and asked her to drink slowly with her head down.

It's just that as soon as he helped her up, he heard her gasp in pain.

It must have touched the wound on the back of her head, Zhou Yi hurriedly apologized, "Sorry, daughter-in-law, I touched your wound."

After hearing Zhou Yi's words, Song Xi wanted to roll her eyes.

I really want to refute him, who is your wife?

But now she is so weak that she can't even do such a small thing.

Now she is like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

Zhou Yi was afraid that Song Xi would be hungry, so he quickly brought the bowl to her mouth.

A faint fishy smell floated into Song Xi's nose.

Immediately, Song Xi felt nauseous in his stomach and wanted to vomit.

But the stomach was too hungry, so he held his breath and took a sip lightly.

It's tasteless and tasteless, worse than plain water, it's really hard to drink.

Song Xi once heard old people say that people in this era are really miserable.

She can drink broth now, and she doesn't know how much effort Zhou Yi has put in behind it.

If she dislikes it any more, it's really a bit unreasonable.

Song Xi endured the nausea, and slowly finished a bowl of broth in small gulps.

The body is too weak, after drinking this bowl of soup, the whole body is sweating.

Nestling weakly in Zhou Yi's arms.

She felt embarrassed and wanted to stay away from him, but she couldn't.

Seeing that she finished drinking the broth, Zhou Yi finally felt relieved.

He put the empty bowl on the table next to him, and didn't put Song Xi down after that, but continued to hug her like this.

Looking at the little daughter-in-law with several circles of white medical gauze wrapped around her head, she finally woke up.

He just felt that his heart was full.

Song Xi was lying on the bed before, all he could see was the thatched roof above his head.

But now leaning in Zhou Yi's arms, his field of vision is much wider.

Can look more clearly at the house she lives in from now on.

The room was quite big, about the size of her living room in a modern house.

In addition to a wardrobe for clothes and quilts and a bed, there is nothing else.

So the whole room looks very empty and desolate.

It is the bed she is sitting on now. It looks very new, probably newly made.

The walls of the house are made of mud bricks made of mud mixed with straw.

One meter up from the ground, all are pasted with newspapers and papers, some of which seem to be papers from textbooks.

Probably bought it from a junkyard.

After looking at the whole room, Song Xi had only one thought, which was to be poor.

The countryside in this era is too poor, there is not enough food and clothing, and it is not safe to live.

It is really only when you are a worker or a student that you will have a bright future.

It's a pity that the original owner's chance to study is gone.

The reason why the original owner was able to study was not because the Song family was so kind and paid for her to study.

Instead, she asked some well-behaved boys to borrow money to let her study.

One point for this, one cent for that.

She has a small account book herself, and she writes down how much money everyone has lent her.

I plan to work and earn money in the future, and I will return it double.

After all, it is easy to add icing on the cake, but difficult to give charcoal in the snow.

She is also grateful to those little boys who are willing to help her.

The original owner's grades are not bad, in this era of lack of clothing, food, and living conditions, the living conditions are extremely difficult.

It is extremely difficult to be admitted to the best high school in the county, but she passed.

If you continue to study, it is very likely that you will be admitted to university.

A solid job in the future, it's just that this opportunity is gone.

Thinking of these things, Song Xi felt sad for a moment.

Suddenly, she became anxious. Can she really survive in this era?

Can she really earn money to repay her kindness?

Thinking of this, Song Xi let out an inaudible breath.

The most urgent thing is to take care of your body first.

Then take a closer look at this era.

See which ways to make money are applicable in this era.

After a while, Song Xi fell into a drowsy sleep.

Zhou Yi gently put Song Xi down.

She went to the stove and brought a basin of warm water over, wiped her hands and face, then closed the door and went out.

Zhou Yi came to the well, picked up the wild pork soaked in a wooden barrel, and went out.

A few minutes later, he came to the gate of the fenced yard a little further away, and shouted to the inside, "Dad."

Zhou Yi kept shouting twice before a middle-aged man with a darker complexion came out of the room.

There was no expression on his face, no joy could be seen, "What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man is Zhou Yi's father, Zhou Zhongguo.

Xi Jing doesn't like living with her son.

When the son was an adult, he applied for a homestead and built a house for his son.

The villagers, the homestead, the mud bricks used to build the house, etc. are all free.

Just provide a lunch to the person who helps out.

How could he miss such a great event?

So the family has three residences.

Zhou Zhongguo is in one place, the eldest son is in one place, and the youngest son Zhou Yi is in one place.

It's just that the eldest son has been away for many years and has not heard from him for many years.

Now only Zhou Zhongguo and Zhou Yi live in this village.

When Zhou Zhongguo walked to the fence.

Zhou Yi handed the wild boar meat to Zhou Zhongguo, "Dad, give me an old hen."