Shen Qinghe woke up from the cold in the ruined temple and found that he was reborn in the ancient famine years.
The five-year-old sister licked the empty bowl and said "I'm not hungry", while the ten-year-old brother secretly swallowed saliva
My mother coughed so hard that she hid the blood-stained handkerchief
She touched the only modern relic on her neck—vacuum-packed hybrid rice seeds.
This bag of divine seeds, capable of producing thousands of kilograms per acre, has become the family's last hope.
