"Awesome, you're awake! The child's grandmother, hurry up and bring the fever medicine over.”
"Aiyo, my good grandson, you have to get better soon! Bodhisattva, please bless us."
"Brother, get well quickly and play games with me.”
"Bro…Bro, after you get better, let's set off firecrackers together. I want to play, but I don't dare to!”
……
"This is Love in the Courtyard, and I actually transmigrated into a joke! Ten years old, third grade."
"It's February 1962. After the Spring Festival, it's almost the end of the month.”
Jia Geng slowly woke up. He had been lying at home with a fever for several days because of the cold. At this time, his head was still a little dizzy.
Combined with the memories in his mind, he understood his current situation.
After watching the TV series, he despised this family of ingrates.
However, Jia Geng was both envious and disdainful of the 'Jia Geng' in the TV series with the same name as him.
For an orphan like him, Jia Geng had the love of his family and the unconditional care of He Yuzhu and his sister.
He was very envious.
Of course, he knew that too.
It was precisely because of this kind of pampering that Jia Geng thought that everything he got was natural.
In the end, he became an ingrate.
This was something he despised.
All in all, Jia Geng quickly adapted to his current identity.
After all, as an orphan, he had been longing for family since he was young.
Moreover, no matter what, Qin Huairu was still a very qualified mother.
Grandma also cared for him, and the siblings loved each other.
Compared to his previous life where he was alone, his current identity was not difficult to accept.
"This family is really too poor."
Jia Geng recalled his memories and knew how poor his family was.
Three years ago, his father passed away due to a work-related injury. Although his mother took over his father's position, she had also increased her seniority and earned 27.50 yuan.
A salary of 27.50 yuan was actually quite a lot for a family of five.
It was definitely not a problem to feed three children and two adults.
Other than Grandma, the rest of the family were all urban residents.
There was food and rations. Although it was not enough to eat, it would not starve to death.
If he spent the remaining money, he could also exchange it for some food stamps and eat a few full meals.
However, bad news came one after another.
His grandfather, grandfather, and grandmother had all passed away due to illness last year.
The funeral cost the family all their savings and they even sold the only valuable thing in the family, the sewing machine.
Qin Huairu had no choice but to borrow some money from He Yuzhu and First Uncle.
Only then did he barely manage to get through the crisis.
To make matters worse, the natural disasters in the past three years had reduced the quota of each family according to the regulations.
A family of five could not eat their fill with that small amount of food. Now that there was less food, they were even more hungry.
Moreover, there were many times when money couldn't buy food.
After all, in this era, one needed food stamps and money to buy food.
There was not enough food for every household, and now very few people exchanged their life-saving food stamps for money.
As such, Qin Huairu had no choice but to ask He Yuzhu to help her get some leftovers from the canteen to supplement the three children's nutrition.
"I have to get some money to pay off my debts and get food to eat!”
Jia Geng immediately heard his stomach growling in protest.
As a modern person, this was the first time he understood how uncomfortable it was to be hungry.
He took a deep breath and understood that the most important task now was to get money and food.
As the only man in the family, he had to take responsibility.
"Space!"
With a thought, Jia Geng used his consciousness to sense that he seemed to have arrived in a valley.
This space was his golden finger.
The valley was covered in thick fog, and his consciousness seemed to be unable to penetrate the fog.
Jia Geng didn't dwell too much on this.
Then, he saw a thatched cottage, a well, and a field.
He had been here when he was unconscious, but he had only taken a quick glance.
Because of the dizziness, he didn't observe carefully.
This time, he had to take a good look.
"Eh, this is ginseng!"
Jia Geng saw the ginseng growing in the field at a glance.
Because as long as he looked at the ginseng, he could immediately distinguish its shape and size. Whether it was buried in the ground or not, he could still clearly sense it.
At the same time, he also felt a power. It was as if he was a god here and could do whatever he wanted with the ginseng.
Jia Geng thought.
Immediately, a small section of the ginseng's root was separated, as if it had been cut open by an invisible and incomparably sharp knife.
Then, the small ginseng turned into powder in the air.
Jia Geng's consciousness came out of the space and found a small pile of ground ginseng powder in his palm.
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