Reborn as an educated youth, my love brain awakens

Ji Qinglan struggled to sit up. She wanted to live a new life, but she couldn't starve to death before she had her revenge.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Heavenly Dao Subsidy System. Do you want to bind it now?"

Ji Qinglan’s mind was confused. She had been in the soul state for too long. Now she was reborn and needed a system?

She stared at the transparent panel that appeared in front of her. The last thing her soul heard was this voice. What is the system?

"Do you want to bind now?"

"What are you?" Ji Qinglan asked, staring at the panel.

"I am the Heavenly Dao Subsidy System, or the Subsidy System for short. In view of the host's miserable fate in the previous life, the Heavenly Dao sympathized with him and gave him compensation. We will give the host material subsidies every day."

"Do you want to bind now?"

Gulu gulu...

My stomach is grumbling.

Finally, Ji Qinglan gritted his teeth and bound!

What could be worse than now?

"Binding successful. I am your exclusive system, number 000, you can call me 515, and I will distribute today's supplies immediately." A small aperture rotated on the panel, and then Ji Qinglan saw that suddenly there were three more things.

"Congratulations to the host for receiving ten kilograms of rice and five kilograms of pork belly. The backpack can only store system items. Please use it with caution. To summon us, just recite it in your mind. We will be at your service at any time."

"Since the host is ill now, 515 will provide the host with a box of special medicine. I wish the host a speedy recovery. See you tomorrow."

The sound quickly faded away, leaving only a transparent panel hanging in front of her.

In each of the three compartments there was a bag of rice, a large piece of pork belly, and a rectangular paper box without any words on it.

Ji Qinglan stretched out her hand, and a magical scene appeared before her eyes. She actually grabbed rice in her hand, and the heavy rice bag fell directly to the ground. A few grains of crystal white rice fell to the ground. She was surprised and happy, and she bent over to hold the bag and did not dare to let go.

It turned out to be true.

Hunger did not give her much time to hesitate. She quickly took out the paper box, which contained ten small packages. There were also no words on them. Ji Qinglan didn't care about these at this time.

If she doesn't take the medicine, she will either die of illness or be killed by those people.

We must not repeat the fate of last time.

I got out of bed and went to the table to get the thermos, but unfortunately it was empty, not a drop of hot water.

Sister Xiangqing didn't even prepare any hot water for her. It seemed that they had planned to deal with her in advance.

Thinking of his previous life, Ji Qinglan stumbled to the kitchen, lit a fire and cooked.

This house was built as the wedding house after she and Liang Qian got married. It was built with her parents' savings, and Liang Qian did not contribute a penny. At that time, she followed Liang Qian's advice and built three rooms, plus a side room, and there was also a large piece of flat land outside the door for growing vegetables.

Liang Qian said that after they get married they will have children, and there will definitely not be enough room for the first, second and third children, so it would be better to build the house all at once.

Later, the house was occupied by the village chief's second son Xiang. Of course, there was no room for a family of seven.

She was so stupid that she believed Liang Qian's lies.

The side room was half kitchen and half woodshed. Behind the woodshed there was a small room of five square meters which was used as a toilet.

After five years in the countryside, they really couldn't stand the smell of the dry toilets in the countryside, so they built their own toilets when they renovated the house to make it more convenient for washing.

There was nothing on the stove, so how could Sister Xiangqing keep the porridge warm for her as she asked?

The food she prepared in the kitchen was also emptied by Sister Xiangqing, not even a single vegetable leaf was left for her. It seemed that Sister Xiangqing knew that she couldn't get up, so she simply gave up pretending.

Ji Qinglan skillfully cleaned the boiler and boiled water. He grabbed two handfuls of rice, washed it and poured it into the iron pot.

Because of Liang Qian, she changed from a spoiled girl to a country girl, willing to cook for him.

It’s a pity that all my deep affection was wasted.

She must be what the village head's granddaughter calls a love-brain.

Half an hour later, Ji Qinglan drank the fragrant minced meat porridge and felt alive again. He then took a spoon and fed Xiao Xincheng some thick white rice soup.

The malted milk she bought for her son was stolen by Sister-in-law Xiangqing, so now he has only this to eat.

The little guy smacked his lips, looked at Ji Qinglan, and yelled, indicating that he wanted more.

Little Xincheng hadn't eaten much in the past few days, so Ji Qinglan didn't dare to feed him too much. She only fed him half a bowl and then stopped eating. Holding Xincheng in her arms, she whispered, "My dear, you'll have a stomachache if you eat too much. Let's eat later."

The little guy looked at his mother, and when he saw that his mother refused to let him drink the fragrant rice porridge, he pouted and wanted to cry. Ji Qinglan quickly held him and coaxed him for a long time.

"Go to sleep! Eat when you're hungry." Ji Qinglan changed her son's diaper again and coaxed him to sleep.

After eating, he felt stronger and more energetic, and his headache was not so severe anymore, but Ji Qinglan still took a packet of medicine.

She put the rice bag and meat back into the system space. She had studied it while cooking just now. As long as she silently recited 515, the panel would appear, and if she silently recalled it, the panel would disappear.

She washed the pots and pans three times until she could no longer smell the meat. She restored the kitchen to its original state before lying back in bed.

She glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall. It was November 8, 1973, the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month. She remembered that it was tonight that Sister Xiangqing stole the new sword.

Ji Qinglan lay on the bed, thinking about how to deal with it next. She was alone and would definitely not be able to defeat Sister Xiangqing who was in collusion with the village chief.

She couldn't go to the village either, as it would be easy for her to be discovered by Sister Xiangqing in front of her. She somewhat understood the rumors that the other party had spread rumors and gone crazy in her previous life.

Who can believe what a madman says?

After thinking about it, she couldn't find a few trustworthy people. It turned out that her popularity in her previous life was so bad that she had always lived in the ivory tower woven by Liang Qian.

Suddenly, she thought of someone and quickly took action, called out 515, divided two kilograms of rice, went out through the back door, avoided Xiang Xiangqing's house next door, and ran all the way to the educated youth site.

The youth educated population center was a row of low bungalows, but there were only a few people there now. Those who could return to the city did so by all means, while those who had no hope settled down in the village.

After getting married, I moved out of the educated youth site. Now there are six people living there, four men and two women.

The person she was looking for was Han Yuanjun, the earliest educated youth to arrive. He had a strange personality and didn't interact much with other educated youths, but he often secretly approached her to compete for food coupons.

At this time, the villagers began to hibernate, so there was no need for many people to go to work, and it was not the turn of the educated youth.

The educated youth had all gone up the mountain to find food, so there was no one there.

Ji Qinglan was very anxious. She didn't have any extra time to wait. Sister Xiangqing might come to her house at any time. She had no choice but to take a gamble. She hid the rice bag under the wall and wrote a note and stuffed it into Han Yuanjun's room through the crack in the door.

When it was getting dark, Sister Xiangqing came over. Ji Qinglan was lying with her back to her. She couldn't help but curl her lips and walked over to ask with concern: "Sister Qinglan, are you feeling better?"