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Lin Wan, a modern social animal, opened her eyes and transformed into a poor peasant girl from ancient times who fainted from hunger. The family is surrounded by poverty, and the food tank is at the bottom. Only the parents are loving and pampering, the grandmother is kind, and the younger brother is well-behaved. No golden fingers, no house fights, no super relatives, just a small courtyard and a few acres of thin fields. She rolled up her sleeves, lit a fire to cook, sewed and washed, planted in spring and harvested in autumn, raised chickens and vegetables. Coarse grains are used to make incense, the shabby room is cleaned, cold clothes are sewn to keep warm, and the small courtyard slowly begins to smell like fireworks. Three meals in four seasons, firewood, rice, oil and salt, and the family is safe and smooth, it is a good time in the world. From then on, at the foot of the Qingshan Mountain, there were fireworks in the small courtyard, with peace and joy every day.