Quick Wear Dream Qiqi

Chapter 449: The Farmer Girl is Pregnant 1

When Meng Qiqi opened her eyes, a smell mixed with dust, herbs and a faint smell of paper money lingered at the tip of her nose.

What caught my eye was a shabby thatched roof with a few crooked rafters. There was a big hole in the mulberry paper covering the window frames, letting in the cool breeze of late autumn.

Beneath him was a hard earthen kang, covered with a thin layer of straw. The quilt covering him was patched upon patched and gave off a musty smell that hadn't been washed for years.

"Hiss..." She tried to stand up, but the wound on her forehead was pulled, and she gasped in pain.

[Ding! The host has successfully bound to the "Eat Melon and Watch the Show" system. Current world: "The Farmer's Daughter is Happy."]

An emotionless mechanical voice rang in her mind, and Meng Qiqi's pupils shrank suddenly - another book-traveling experience?

Also with system?

[Host's current identity: Meng Qiqi, an orphan from Mengjia Village, twelve years old. The original host's parents were killed in a flash flood while cutting firewood in the mountains three days ago. The original host, overwhelmed with grief, hunger, and cold, passed out last night and was taken in by the host.]

Meng Qiqi: "..."

The beginning is an orphan whose parents are both dead?

This script is kind of miserable.

She struggled to sit up and looked around. It was a small, adobe house, its bare walls barely enough to describe it. A half-empty bag of blackened, unpolished rice lay in the corner, a few chipped pottery bowls sat on the stove, and the only furniture was a broken, legless wooden table, its four legs of varying lengths barely supported by a few stones.

The smell of paper money in the air became stronger, and she realized that there were two thin-skinned coffins in the middle of the room. In front of the coffins were simple spirit tablets with three almost-burned incense sticks on them.

My goodness, it’s directly at a funeral scene.

Meng Qiqi held her forehead and digested the remaining memories of the original owner.

The original owner's parents were the most ordinary farmers in Mengjia Village. They lived an honest life and left nothing but this shabby house to the original owner.

Now that both his parents are dead, the original owner has become a real lonely person. Those relatives in the village who have always been eyeing him covetously will probably come to visit soon.

[System Mission: Spend your days leisurely in this world, enjoying the drama, focusing on the main storyline of the male and female protagonists. Mission Reward: Points are awarded based on your progress and comfort level. Points can be redeemed for space expansion, material enhancements, etc.]

[Warning: The host must hide in a hidden space (the Void Divine Stone) and must not reveal any abnormalities in front of others. I will not offend others unless they offend me. If someone takes the initiative to provoke me, I can deal with it myself, but I must ensure that my identity is not exposed.]

Meng Qiqi curled the corners of her lips.

Just eat melons and watch the show?

This task suits her taste.

After experiencing so much fighting and killing in the world, it’s nice to be a quiet spectator occasionally.

As for space?

She moved her mind and her consciousness sank into her eyebrows.

The familiar white void appeared before his eyes, and in the corner, piles of supplies gleamed faintly - compressed biscuits, canned food, medicines, weapons brought from the previous world, and even a few packets of mutant seeds just plucked from some apocalyptic world.

Very good, no worries about survival.

"Gurgle..." My stomach growled at an inopportune moment.

The original owner hadn't eaten for two days.

Meng Qiqi took out a piece of compressed biscuit from the space and was about to put it in her mouth when a noisy voice suddenly came from outside the house.

"Oh, poor Kiki, your parents passed away early, how are you going to live in the future?" A sharp female voice sounded, with undisguised gloating.

"That is to say, his second aunt, look how pitiful this child is. As relatives, shouldn't we help him out?" A greasy male voice answered, with a calculating tone in his voice.

Meng Qiqi's eyes turned cold. She put down the biscuits, straightened her worn clothes, put on a timid look as if she had just woken up, moved to the door, and gently opened it a crack.

A middle-aged man and woman were standing outside the door. The man was short, fat and greasy, wearing a half-worn blue cloth jacket, and the woman had a pointed chin and monkey cheeks, with a few tacky silk flowers in her hair. They were the original owner's uncle and aunt, Meng Laosan and Liu Cuihua.

Following behind them were a few village women, who were peeking into the house, their faces full of excitement as they watched the fun.

"Hey, Qiqi is awake?" Liu Cuihua's sharp eyes spotted Meng Qiqi behind the crack in the door and immediately put on a compassionate expression. "Poor child, you must be starving. Come out quickly, your uncle and aunt brought you some food."

As she spoke, she tried to push the door open.

Meng Qiqi calmly closed the door tighter, revealing only half of her face. Her voice was hoarse from waking up and contained just the right amount of fear: "Uncle, Auntie..."

Meng Lao San frowned and said impatiently, "Why are you closing the door? Why don't you let us in to see your parents?"

"I...my parents are still in there..." Meng Qiqi lowered her head and spoke even more quietly, "Where is the food Auntie mentioned?"

Liu Cuihua choked. She had never thought that this usually timid girl would actually dare to ask her for food. She rolled her eyes and pulled out a hard vegetable steamed bun from her bosom and handed it to her: "Here, take it and eat it quickly. You'll starve to death if you do."

Meng Qiqi looked at the black steamed bread that was obviously mixed with a lot of bran, and her stomach churned.

She didn't answer, but just whispered, "Thank you, auntie, I'm not hungry."

Liu Cuihua's face darkened, and she was about to explode when a woman next to her said in a sarcastic tone, "Third daughter-in-law, you're not right. Qiqi's parents just passed away, and she needs someone to take care of her. How can you, as her aunt, just give her a steamed bun?"

Another woman also joined in the fun: "Exactly, I heard that when the old couple passed away, they seemed to have left some assets. Qiqi is just a little girl, how can she take care of it? Why not ask her uncle and aunt to help look after it?"

Meng Lao San's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands and said, "That's right, that's right, Qiqi. Your parents passed away so suddenly, and the funeral arrangements still need to be made. What do you, a little kid, know? Why don't you give all the money and things in the house to your uncle? I'll help you with it and guarantee it will be a grand affair!"

Meng Qiqi sneered in her heart.

He came, and he really came for the family property.

The original owner's parents had worked hard all their lives, so they didn't have any family wealth. It was just that this uncle and aunt wanted to take advantage of them.

She raised her head, tears welling in her clear eyes, and she looked pitiful. "My parents didn't leave me much money... I only had this house and coffin... and I borrowed money from Mr. Wang in the village to buy them..."

"Impossible!" Liu Cuihua screamed. "I heard your father sold a load of firewood a few days ago and got several hundred coins! And your mother's silver bracelet as a dowry must have been hidden!"

Meng Qiqi's heart skipped a beat.

Silver bracelet?

The original owner seemed to have such a thing in his memory. It was the only memory left by his grandmother to his mother, and his mother had always worn it close to her body.

She gathered herself together and shook her head in confusion, "I don't know... My parents didn't say anything when they left..."

"You little bitch, you dare to lie to us!" Liu Cuihua was so angry that she jumped up and down, "You must have hidden it! Hand it over now!"

As she spoke, she tried to push the door open and force her way in.

Meng Qiqi's eyes turned cold and she pushed the door hard, hitting Liu Cuihua's arm.

Liu Cuihua was caught off guard and cried out in pain.

"What do you want to do?" Meng Qiqi's voice was quiet, but it carried a chill. "This is my home! My parents just left, and you come to steal my things. Do you still have any law?"

Her sudden firmness stunned everyone.

How could that little girl who was usually timid and hid when she saw people suddenly become so powerful?

Meng Lao San reacted and flew into a rage: "You're such a rebel! You little girl, you dare to argue with your uncle! I'll teach you a lesson!"

He rolled up his sleeves and was ready to take action.

Meng Qiqi took a step back, looking at him coldly: "You dare to touch me? My parents just died. If anything happens to me again, the villagers will not let you go!"

Her words were so powerful, and the coldness in her eyes made Meng Lao San subconsciously stop his hand.

At this moment, a clear voice came from behind the crowd: "What happened?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a boy of about sixteen or seventeen walking towards the village entrance carrying a bundle of firewood.

The young man was wearing patched coarse cloth clothes, but they were washed cleanly. He had delicate features and a calm temperament. He was the famous filial son in the village, Lin Mo.

Lin Mo is an orphan in the village. He grew up with his grandmother and made a living by hunting and helping others. He is an upright person and has great prestige in the village.

Seeing Lin Mo, Meng Lao San and Liu Cuihua's arrogance suddenly diminished.

Lin Mo walked to the door, looked at the coffin in the room, then looked at Meng Qiqi's pale face and the wound on her forehead, and frowned: "Qiqi, are you okay?"

Meng Qiqi shook her head and whispered, "Brother Lin Mo, I'm fine..."

Lin Mo turned to Meng Lao San and Liu Cuihua, his tone calm but with a hint of pressure: "Uncle San, Aunt San, Qiqi's parents just left, what are you doing?"

Meng Lao San said awkwardly, "No... I didn't do anything. I just came to see Qiqi because I was worried she'd be scared alone..."

Liu Cuihua also quickly agreed: "Yes, yes, we just came to take a look..."

Lin Mo ignored them and said to Meng Qiqi, "Qiqi, I've already told the village chief about your parents' funeral arrangements. He said he'll find a solution for you. It's not safe for you to live alone these days. Why don't you go to my house and stay with my grandma first?"

Meng Qiqi felt warm in her heart.

In the original owner's memory, Lin Mo was one of the few people who showed kindness to their family.

She was about to agree when the system in her mind suddenly rang.

[Ding! One of the male and female protagonists, Lin Mo, has come online, and the other female protagonist, Su Qingyue, is on the way. Please be prepared to eat melons. ]

Oh?

Here it comes, the gossip about the male and female protagonists!

Meng Qiqi's eyes lit up and she almost couldn't help rubbing her hands.

She said, with this kind of opening, how can we miss the classic childhood sweethearts or the hero saving the damsel in distress plot?

She looked up at Lin Mo, revealing a grateful yet shy smile: "Thank you, Brother Lin Mo, but I... I want to take care of my parents..."

Lin Mo was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, then call me if you need anything, my home is under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village."

"it is good!"

When Meng Laosan and Liu Cuihua saw Lin Mo coming, they didn't dare to make a fuss anymore. They muttered a few words "What bad luck" and left in shame.

Seeing that there was nothing exciting to watch, the women who were watching the show dispersed in twos and threes.

The door is finally clear.

Meng Qiqi leaned against the door, watching Lin Mo's back as he left with firewood on his back, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Lin Mo...the male lead?

He seems quite honest and kind.

I wonder what the other female lead, Su Qingyue, is like?

[Beep! Su Qingyue has arrived at the village entrance and is walking towards this side.]

As soon as the system's voice fell, Meng Qiqi heard a burst of brisk footsteps, accompanied by a crisp female voice: "Sister Qiqi! I heard about your parents. How are you?"

Meng Qiqi looked up and saw a girl in a pink skirt carrying a basket walking towards her quickly.

The girl was about thirteen or fourteen years old, with two buns on her head and an innocent look of concern on her face. She was Su Qingyue, the daughter of the village teacher.

[Ding! The heroine Su Qingyue is now online. Current personality: innocent and kind, a little spoiled, and has a vague affection for the hero Lin Mo.]

Meng Qiqi: "..."