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Chapter 2

When he opened his eyes again, Zhong Ziqi could feel that he was feeling better, he didn't have that heavy feeling as if he was carrying a lot of loads. It was already dark outside, his stomach rumbled while he was looking around the room. There were two large boxes in the corner, a square table and two chairs in the middle of the room, but nothing to eat.

He propped himself up, went to the dressing table, picking up a bronze mirror, his face waxy, his hair scattered, he looked like a madman. Unconcerned by it,he put the mirror back. While holding an oil lamp and past the door frame, he walked to the kitchen according to his memory.

At that moment, the moon was high outside and the frogs and crickets were chirping.When he pushed open the kitchen door, he searched carefully but he only found a steamed corn bread, the texture of it was very hard, Zhong Ziqi was so hungry that he opened his mouth and ate it. When he choked on it, he went to the water jar and drank some water.

[窝窝头

wowotou /Wotou, also called Chinese cornbread, is a type of steamed bread made from cornmeal in Northern China.]

The wowotou was made from coarse flour, which was hard to swallow and scraped the throat.Zhong Ziqi, in his heart, could not help but mock, this family is good enough. The nephew was sick, they did not go find a doctor for him, cook meals but did not leave food for him. Every account he would remember it, it is possible that he was influenced by the memories of the original owner, he also particularly disliked this family. But it wasn't that easy to leave this place. He was a ger, a newcomer to this world, and it wasn't safe to go anywhere, so he might as well stay in this village, where his safety was at least guaranteed.

The next day, at dawn, Zhong Ziqi was shaken awake,immediately saw the annoying face of his uncle, who looked at him without saying a word.

Li Xiujuan, with his hand on his waist, said in a loud voice: " You still have time to lie in here, look how bright the sky is! Hurry up and go out to work!" After saying that, he gave him a cold glance.

Zhong Ziqi was silent, he was going to go out in a few days, so it is better to avoid unnecessary trouble. it would not be good to talk back to Li Xiujuan, so just wait until he is free.

[多一事不如少一事: it is better to avoid unnecessary trouble (idiom) / the less complications the better]

Outside the house, the sun was just peeking out. The house he lives in, on the side, was built by his own father, Zhong Zhenhang,the tall brick house built in the middle was also paid for by his father, but is occupied by his eldest uncle's family, his grandfather and his grandmother.

His father had found a good job in town and the money he got back every day made his eldest uncle's family greedy.

They were so lazy with their land that they couldn't be bothered to do anything.Now that they had a money earner, they couldn't possibly push it out.On one occasion, when Zhong Zhenhang proposed to split the family, no matter what the reason is,they refused to do so. Later,Zhong Zhenhang, who is a man of great affection, did not mention that matter again.

Early in the morning, Zhong Ziqi did not know where to start. Seeing the eldest uncle who came into the kitchen, he hesitated to go in. With a light voice, he asked: "What do you want me to do?"

"What? There's plenty of work, chopping wood, picking water, watering the vegetable patch, and those old hens out there that haven't been fed yet, you said which one isn't work......"

Zhong Ziqi left without waiting to hear until the end, it's really fucking noisy!

Li Xiujuan halfway through his speech,just realized that the person in question was no longer there, so he spat out a flash of doubt in his mind. He felt that this boy was different from his usual self today, but what exactly was different? He didn't seem to be as submissive as he used to be and didn't let him bully him.But no matter what, at least he wouldn't be looking for death anymore, therefore he would be able to keep his silver.