"Don't be like this, sister!" The phone in his hand vibrated wildly, and the system continued: "I will make it easier for you. As long as you complete the stage tasks, you can briefly return to the real world. Do you think this is okay?"
"There are also daily tasks, and I will give you generous rewards!"
I originally just wanted to blow up the system, but I didn't expect it to work really well?
Yan Qingyao couldn't help but raise her eyebrows proudly. She didn't know if the system could see her micro-expression. She was afraid that her expression would be too proud and the system would notice it, so she immediately corrected herself.
Coughing twice: "What are the phased tasks?"
System: "Helping everyone in the village live a good life without worries about food and clothing."
"Hahahaha." Yan Qingyao smiled up to the sky, and when she got off the bed, she wanted to find a handy tool in this impoverished home: "Isn't life so interesting?"
"No, no, no!" The phone began to vibrate strongly again: "I can provide you with information and resources, and there will be additional rewards after the task is completed. Is that okay?"
The system is crying. In order to complete the KPI, I am afraid it is the only one who has humbled itself so much, right?
Hearing this, Yan Qingyao suddenly felt a little hopeful. Looking at this home, it was not even an adobe house. It was just a thatched house built with a few beams and straw. When walking, it stirred up a cloud of dust.
There were only a handful of objects in the room, and even if I wanted to find something handy to end my life, I couldn't find it.
"Si Ya, Si Ya."
I don’t know if she is hallucinating because she wants to die. Why would someone tell her to die?
The forgotten cell phone on the bed vibrated: "Your mother is back."
Yan Qingyao: "..."
This system is so quick to get into character.
Then a task popped up: "You can unlock the novice gift pack by recognizing your mother."
Listening to the footsteps getting closer, Yan Qingyao quickly grabbed the mobile phone on the bed and put it into her sleeves, then tied up her sleeves again, just in time to see an old woman walk into the room.
This old woman's hair is tied up, her skin is dark, her face is covered with wrinkles, and there are a few strands of white hair on her temples. Everyone knows that ancient people got married and had children very early, and they don't know how old this woman is. She looks like she is in her early fifties. appearance.
System: "She is only in her early forties."
Yan Qingyao gritted her teeth: "If you keep eavesdropping on my thoughts, I'll beat you up in minutes."
These words frightened the system to tremble. Seeing her soft and cute appearance, she was forced to bind her into the system. Who knew that such a cute girl could be so fierce.
"Siya." Zhao Cuihua didn't see any difference between the Siya in front of her and the usual Siya. She couldn't wait to tell her the reason why Aunt Zhang called her out just now: "Good things are coming, good things are coming."
"What's a good thing?" Yan Qingyao looked at her happy look and asked subconsciously. After thinking about the system's mission, she pursed her lips and added without any emotion: "Mother."
Ding! The system popped up: "Congratulations to the host for completing the novice mission and receiving the novice gift package: a personal hygiene and physiological problem solving package."
Yan Qingyao accepted this practical gift package for newbies with two minds, and listened to "Mother" happily say: "Aunt Zhang brought a letter saying that the landlord next door, Wang Jinxiu, has taken a liking to you and wants you to be his eighth Concubine."
"His family is a big family, with three hundred acres of land and twelve cows. If you marry into it, you will be a proud young lady."
"Both your father and Ergou died inexplicably. Mom is heartbroken. I only hope that you children can be safe, especially you. You are already in your late teens, but mom's family is unable to find a good family for you. Fortunately, …”
A distraction allowed him to say so much in one breath. Yan Qingyao interrupted her directly: "I won't marry."
Zhao Cuihua was a little surprised. Siya had always been obedient and timid when she was raised. She had never seen her refuse anything. This was the first time she had said no.
Seeing her astonished look, Yan Qingyao felt guilty. She walked to the bed and sat down casually: "Mom, if I leave you, it will be so hard for you to live in this house alone. I don't want to marry alone and go to the next village."
Only then did Zhao Cuihua feel relieved, and shiveringly took out a handful of things from her arms: "You will live a good life when you get married. Don't worry about mother. You see, the landlord's family is generous, and they just send someone to mediate. I was given two kilograms of brown rice, so I can save a few days."
"When you get married, you will know how to take care of your mother every once in a while, and your mother will be happy."
Yan Qingyao took a look at the brown rice. It was black and yellow, not even half as good as modern rice. It was enough to show how difficult the conditions of this family were.
Even if it doesn’t matter whether the village can live a good life or not, the family’s life must be improved first.
"If I get married, it doesn't depend on my husband's family. How dare he ask me to send some food and clothing to my family every once in a while?"
The hesitation on Zhao Cuihua's face said it all.
Yan Qingyao planned to work harder to get her to cancel the engagement, but she didn't expect that she just hesitated for a moment and then started to persuade her: "A woman must depend on a man after all. Marry into the landlord's house and serve him well. As long as he favors her, If I look at you, others will take another look at you, and my mother's life in the village will be better than now, so you don't have to worry about her."
The idea of this era is that women respect their husbands. Yan Qingyao knew that it was impossible to change this idea that had been passed down for so many years in an instant, so she could only nod and fool around.
Seeing her nodding, Zhao Cuihua felt that her persuasion was effective. She happily held the brown rice and walked to the rice vat: "Have a good meal today. Mom will cook rice paste for you."
In a poverty-stricken family, there is actually a mother who treats her sincerely and well. Yan Qingyao wants to improve the environment at home even more.
It's just that this name, Si Ya Si Ya, sounds unlucky no matter how you listen to it.
"The eldest son of this family is called Daxiong, the second son is called Ergou, and the third son is called Xiaosan."
Listening to the names spit out by the system, Yan Qingyao couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. She dared to think that among the four members of this family, her own name belonged to...
Too bad...she couldn't even comment on how nice the name was.
The rice cereal she had for breakfast was thin and bitter. Yan Qingyao couldn't help but drink a few mouthfuls and then said she was full. Taking advantage of the fact that she was going to marry a landlord this time, Yan Qingyao said: "Mom, Si Ya is not a nice name after all. , how about I change my name to Yan Qingyao, so that when I get married, it will sound better when I get married."
It just so happened that the male owner of the house also had the surname Yan.
Zhao Cuihua wanted to say the same thing and agreed with her idea.
"Four... uh, Qingyao, you go and wash the clothes. I'll go to the village chief's house and do odd jobs for him for a few days. I can still earn ten cents a day."
After saying that, Zhao Cuihua went out, leaving Yan Qingyao and a pile of clothes looking at each other.
