Jiang Yue's second-hand businessman's worries did not come true, because her dream of traveling through time came true.
She lay on the bed and stared at the dark, dilapidated roof in a daze. Is this a wooden house?
At this time, the life of a stranger with the same name poured into her mind.
Until a sharp sound woke her up.
"Can't you afford it even if the rooster crows? How come there is such a lazy guy like you? Get up and get to work quickly."
Rooster crows? Didn't the rooster crow most of the night? Does that mean no one is allowed to sleep?
Immediately afterwards, the small wooden door of the house, which was as small as a chicken coop, was kicked open.
It squeaked and swayed back and forth. From the looks of it, I guess it would be dead after just two or three more times.
She looked outside the door and saw a thin, middle-aged woman wearing linen glaring at her. Those cheekbones that are too high look extremely mean.
Of course, listening to her speak, she was already extremely mean.
"Are you deaf? You lazy idiot! You are eating my mother's food for free. Get up and cook! Are you waiting for me to serve you?"
After Jiang Yue came out of the orphanage, no one spoke to her like this again, and she wanted to slap him away.
However, her body sat up uncontrollably and replied blankly, "Oh."
Maybe her body is still immersed in the past of this character and can't get out?
When the vicious woman saw that she was awake, she cursed and turned around and entered the kitchen.
Jiang Yue opened her clothes and saw the familiar mole on her chest, and then she felt relieved. The body was still her own.
So what is this character like?
She couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it and went to the kitchen to cook the fire. She was so hungry, as if she hadn't eaten in three days.
When she sat down at the dinner table, the cause of her hunger pangs was finally revealed.
She was silent while holding the bowl of clear and refreshing porridge.
Calling it "porridge" is a bit of an overstatement.
A bowl full of water with a few grains of rice in it.
Everyone else's bowls at the table were in completely different condition.
The porridge in Dabo Jiang's Dajin bowl is the thickest, containing two-thirds of rice; followed by his eldest son Jiang Dagui, then his second son Jiang Erfu, his youngest daughter Jiang Xiaohua, and finally his eldest son Yu Jinhua.
And she only deserves to drink water.
Seeing her sitting still without using her chopsticks, the eldest uncle raised her eyes and said, "If you don't want to eat, get out of here and go to work!"
The others have long been used to it and immersed themselves in eating without paying any attention to her.
Jiang Yue said nothing and only picked up vegetables to eat. This dish is also dry, without any oil or water.
She only held two chopsticks, and they were gone.
The family devoured the food voraciously, as if they were afraid that she would take advantage of it.
She wasn't angry either and didn't drink the bowl of "porridge". She held the bowl and poured the porridge into the pig trough in front of everyone.
Then put the bowl into the unwashed pot in the kitchen.
"You little bitch!" The aunt thought she was provoking and rushed over to hit her, but she picked up the backpack on the ground and held it in front of her chest.
"Mom, I'm going to hunt pigweed."
After saying that, she walked straight to the back hill, ignoring the unbearable insults coming from behind.
The corner of her mouth curled up, and when dealing with people she hated, sometimes, instead of arguing in person, she just didn't argue with her. If you don't take it to heart, the other party will make you mad to death.
With her own memory in her hands and feet, she chose the most convenient way up the mountain.
This mountain is not small, and most villagers only dig wild vegetables and hunt pigweed in the front mountain. But she wanted to have breakfast, so she walked a little deeper alone.
She looked left and right, front and back, but there was no sign of anyone.
I thought about meat buns silently in my mind, and in an instant I had one more on my hand.
She found a big rock and sat on it, eating and thinking.
Think about Jiang Yue’s persona in this world.
When he was 10 years old, his parents died and he was adopted by his grandparents. When she was 12 years old, her grandparents passed away, leaving only her uncle's family to take her in.
But the uncle's family were all cruel and cold-hearted. They treated her like a maid all day long, eating less and doing much less.
She couldn't help but sigh, she was just a miserable little cabbage.
She touched her chest and cried. Her life was so miserable. No wonder she still grew like a bean sprout at the age of 15.
She gnawed two buns to relieve her hunger and started looking for pigweed.
I pulled a few handfuls of grass and put them into my backpack. Work for two minutes and then take a five-minute break.
Anyway, no one is supervising the work, so be kind to yourself.
As she walked, she thought about what she could do to escape from this vicious family that oppressed her...
"ah!"
Without paying attention, I walked deeper and deeper and fell into a big pit.
"Hiss—my waist is only two days old!"
She rubbed every joint on her body. Fortunately, apart from a sprained waist, there were no other injuries.
Suddenly, a beast's roar came from his ears.
She was startled, stood up hurriedly, and looked back.
A wild wolf that was bigger than her, with the fur on its back standing up and its fangs exposed, roared in her direction. Those sharp eyes stared at her, as if he would pounce on her next step and bite her throat out with his sharp fangs.
Jiang Yue didn't dare to express her anger. She swallowed her saliva and her legs became weak.
She lowered her body as much as possible, showing a gentle posture.
But it still assumed an aggressive posture, approaching her step by step.
Jiang Yue's back was dripping with cold sweat, and she slowly backed away.
She didn't know if this hole was dug by hunters to catch large prey. She only took two steps back and her back hit the wall. There was no way she could retreat.
She closed her eyes, her tears seemed to have dried up long ago when she was a child, and her eyes felt sour.
Could it be that after spending so much money and only eating two steamed buns, I was going to die? There was no way to die from being mauled to death by a wild wolf in the dream! ! !
When I think that I will be bitten and dismembered one by one, maybe my neck will be bitten first, then my head will be bitten off, my hands and feet will be bitten, my heart and lungs will be taken out, oh oh oh, it hurts just thinking about it...
Just when she fell into despair, the wild wolf bent its hind legs and suddenly fell down, lying on the ground breathing heavily.
She secretly opened her eyes and observed the wild wolf.
It stuck out its tongue, and its fangs were still exposed, trying to frighten the enemy, but it seemed to be gradually losing strength.
Jiang Yue tilted her head to see clearly.
It turned out that its hind legs were injured, its white-gray hair was dyed red, and the smell of blood was getting stronger.
Her feet were numb from squatting and she wanted to change her position. But as soon as she moved, the wild wolf turned its head and stared at her fiercely. She had no choice but to squat where she was.
After about ten minutes, Jiang Yue felt that the wolf seemed to have stopped moving, and she tried to stand up.
The wolf really didn't respond. In the quiet space, only the occasional faint breathing could be heard.
The pit was not as high as hers, so she looked for a suitable foothold while guarding against the wild wolves.
She jumped hard and climbed up with difficulty.
I breathed a little relieved, I was saved.
She was about to leave when she turned back inadvertently and saw the wild wolf below opened his eyes and looked at her, as if he was waiting for death in despair.
Her heart seemed to be hit.
I want to leave, but I can't move my legs.
She sighed, closed her eyes, and jumped again.
