The Strong Wife from Peasant Family (MTL - EDITED VERSION)

Chapter 1-3

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Looking at the worn-out mosquito netting above her head, Li Qingling heard the sounds coming from the kitchen. She sighed and got up.

After three days, she had no choice but to accept the fact that she had really been reborn from the modern era into the poverty-stricken ancient countryside.

From the memories of the original owner, Li Qingling, her life had been pretty good. Her father Li Laigui was good at hunting, and from time to time, he would go to the mountains to get some wild chicken and wild hare to eat.

However, three months ago, a sudden outbreak of the plague took her father's life. Her mother, Madam Zhao, was so heartbroken that she almost miscarried. She could only spend the days resting in bed to keep her baby stable. Her aunt became impatient with them then.

Not only did the Madam Lin despise Madam Zhao for being ill and crooked, but they also despised her for not being able to do any hard work with her five-year-old brother, Li Qingfeng. It was a complete waste of food to raise the three of them.

Her grandparents had always been biased towards her uncle, Li Laifu, and after being encouraged by Madam Lin, they immediately agreed.                                                                                                                          

The separation of the family was also very strict and the Li Family didn't intend on giving them anything. However, the village chief couldn't bear to see this, so he came out and spoke a few words on their behalf. Only then did the Li Family reluctantly hand over two acres of land, ten barrels of brown rice, and some shabby furniture.

This also angered Madam Lin. She felt that they didn't know what was good for them and made her lose face. That day, she chased them out of the Li family.

They didn't have any place to stay, but coincidentally, at the foot of the mountain, there was an abandoned hut. The Village Chief told them to temporarily stay there.

They had been living in the thatched cottage for two months. They had tightened their belts and would only eat one serving of brown rice porridge a day. Eventually, they had eaten all ten barrels of brown rice and there was nothing else to eat at home.

Seeing her brother crying so hard from hunger, Little Li Qingling couldn't not do anything about it. She ran to the Li family to ask her grandparents if they could give her a bit of rice.

Hearing the purpose of her visit, Cousin Li Qingfu angrily pushed her away. She was originally very hungry and after being pushed so hard, she was knocked against the wall, breaking her head.

Little Li Qingling was carried home. She was not able to endure it. In the modern time, when she was in a car accident, she who was also named Li Qingling, was reborn in this body.

On the day of the accident, the house that she had bought had just been renovated. She had planned to take her parents to live with her, but things were unpredictable.

Knowing that she was dead, she could only hope that her parents wouldn't be too sad.

Li Qingling sighed heavily again. She looked at her younger brother, who was still sleeping soundly, then turned around and pushed open the door. When she saw Mrs. Zhao, who was about to cook the porridge, she quickly walked over.

"Mom, let me do it!" She saw that Mrs Zhao was so thin that only her belly was left. She swallowed down her bitterness and said, "You can go sit."

Mrs Zhao avoided Li Qingling's hand, and worriedly asked her, "Your body is still weak, go sleep for a while more. Mother will call you after cooking. "