Chapter 7 It doesn't matter
But no matter how pitiful she is, it is not the reason why she treats her two children badly.

"Are you hungry?" Chu Qingge stood up, grabbed a clean robe and put it on, "Be good, my mother will make you something to eat."

She went out.

……

The house can be seen more clearly during the day than at night, and the poverty at home is naturally clearer.

Chu Qingge said he wanted to get food for the two children, but there was nothing in the kitchen, and the house was so "clean" that there was only dirt.

She could only knock on the broken window of Lu Siming's room, "Mr. Lu, are you awake?"

Lu Siming did not respond.

But soon, he came out of the room, "Go out and turn left. At the foot of the mountain behind you, there is a big blooming locust tree, and something is buried behind the tree."

Lu Siming didn't elaborate on what it was, but Chu Qingge instantly realized it based on Chu's memory, "It's the rations that Lu Tongsheng hid for his two children."

Chu Qingge went immediately, while Lu Siming went to the neighbor's house again and borrowed some water and a broken iron pot.

When he came back, he found that Chu Qingge not only brought back the sweet potatoes that Lu Tongsheng had hidden under the tree, but also picked a lot of wild vegetables that he didn't recognize at all.

We even found a lot of flammable dead wood branches...

The cold brows and eyes condensed once again.

"You go take care of the two children." Seeing Lu Siming come back with a broken iron pot, Chu Qingge put it directly on the stove without asking how he got it.

"They are very afraid of me. Change does not happen overnight. Don't scare the two children out of trouble."

What's more, Lu Siming grew up with a limited-edition top-grade drill spoon in his mouth. I'm afraid he has only seen such a clay stove in books, and he will definitely not be able to cook it.

Chu Qingge could only aggrieve herself.

Lu Siming saw that she skillfully used flint and steel, which most modern people had never seen, to make fire and ignite the dead branches in her hands... Finally, he couldn't help but ask, "These... are you?" Where did you learn it?”

Chu Qingge was stunned for a moment, as if she remembered something, her eyes were sad for a moment, but soon she laughed, "Douyin."

She turned to look at Lu Siming, "The president of Lu University has many things to do, and there are hundreds of millions of dollars of business to consider every day, so he definitely doesn't have time to watch videos.

It's different for me. In order to chase a few good-looking male anchors, I watch live broadcasts every day. Wasn't there a very popular wild survival guy before..."

So she learned these skills from short videos and live broadcasts?

Lu Siming received a very reasonable explanation, but he could clearly see that the smile in the other person's eyes was not real.

But he didn't ask much.

In the past, Chu Qingge was an insignificant existence that he had to marry, but now, he is responsible for her death and time travel.

But in his heart, she still didn't matter.

Lu Siming went into the house, followed Lu Tongsheng's memory, and got clean new clothes for the two little guys, but he had never taken care of young children.

Let him dress two young children...

It's actually... a bit difficult.

Fortunately, the two children had already learned to take care of themselves prematurely under such difficult family conditions, so he changed his clothes without any effort.

The sensible little boy took all their dirty clothes into the big wooden basin in the yard, picked up a wooden ladle, and prepared to go outside to fetch water.

No matter how you look at it, you have to wash your clothes.

President Lu would never take care of children again, nor would he let a child under three years old do such work. He immediately stopped him and said, "Big...big baby."

(End of this chapter)

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