There is a small wooden house on the lonely mountain of Xianmen in Changle. The decoration inside the house is exquisite and girlish. The stove is burning brightly. Even if there is heavy snow outside and three layers of snow, it does not prevent the inside from being as warm as spring.
"Junior sister, even if she comes back, there is no need for you to die. You really are!"
The boy was lying in front of the bed, poking the little girl's face on the bed, feeling distressed and angry, but in his heart he was praying that she would wake up soon.
"Junior sister."
"Junior sister, please wake up."
The shouts in her ears became more and more urgent. Yan Yun felt drowsy, as if she was in water, until she barely opened her eyelids.
The dazzling light in front of her eyes made her close her eyes. Wasn't she dead?
"Cough cough cough..."
"Junior sister! You finally woke up, you scared me to death."
The boy's voice became more and more real, with a bit of unconcealable joy, "I'll give you some water!"
As soon as he said water, Yan Yun felt a burning pain in his throat.
She opened her eyes, and what she saw in front of her made her feel panicked. The antique decoration, the exquisite flower carvings that looked like works of art, the glass beads hanging in front of the bed...
Things that could only be seen in the museum were now displayed in her eyes.
How much money will be made from selling these?
etc! It seemed that now was not the time to think about this. Yan Yun's head still hurt. He hurriedly took the water handed over by the young man and poured it into his mouth.
"Are you a pig? You drink in such a hurry."
The young man was afraid that she would choke, and his tone was anxious. He meant well, but what he said was not pleasant to listen to.
After drinking the water, she barely felt that her throat was better. If the pain in her body hadn't been too real, Yan Yun would have thought she was dreaming.
"Who are you?"
When she spoke, her voice was hoarse and hoarse.
Yan Yun looked at the young man with red lips and white teeth in front of him. His black hair was tied high with a silver crown. Because he was still young, his face still had some baby fat, which was slightly bulging at this time. He looked at her dissatisfied.
"who I am?"
"Yan Yun, you actually asked me who I am!"
The young man was very angry, as if Yan Yun had failed him by forgetting him.
"I have lost my memory."
"You didn't even hit your brain, how could you lose your memory?"
"Why, didn't I fall to death?"
Yan Yun looked at him innocently.
"Haha, don't you feel pain in your neck? Why are you asking me this question?"
Jiang Qinghe's tone was full of ridicule, his eyes fell on her red and swollen neck, and he looked away with some distress.
"Knock knock knock——"
"Qinghe, master is looking for you."
Yan Yun was distracted and wanted to ask a few more questions, but the young man left in a hurry, leaving a message asking her to take good care of herself and come to see her in the evening.
With a "squeak", the whole room fell into silence.
Yan Yun pinched herself hard without giving up, and the pain made her burst into tears.
No more tricks, she really wore it.
Yan Yun is a migrant worker who can even work from 6 to 9 for money. She is willing to work when others find it dirty and tired. She also works when others are on vacation. She also accepts jobs that others despise. She cannot refuse it just for the sake of face. Money!
When she finally saved up a six-figure deposit, she was hit by a car.
She hasn’t started spending her money yet!
"Ahhh! My money, damn it——"
Yan Yun cried out in pain, although the sound was as unpleasant as a crow.
She is a diligent social animal who only wants to make money. What bad intentions does she have?
Yan Yun has no ambition in this life, he just likes to make money.
Now that she is dead in another world, all her money has to go to the family that only exploits her. When she thinks about this, she feels even worse than death.
Her money!
She would rather lose them all than give her to the patriarchal parents who want to sell her to a rich man, and the younger brother who can stretch out his hands and open his mouth as soon as he is old enough!
Yan Yun cried so hard that he wanted to die, but he died like this.
"Didi didi - host detected -"
"The binding is about to be completed, and the host's mood swings have been detected to change drastically. Please calm down the host - Didi Didi -"
"The binding of the treasure appraisal system is completed——"
"...?"
Yan Yun, who was crying and out of breath, listened to the strange mechanical child voice in his mind, and had 10,000 question marks on his head.
Treasure identification system, what is it?
