MTL - Immortal Wife Can’t Be Provoked-Chapter 1 Rebirth to the farm

The dim yellow sun was spilling on the ground, and when it was almost time to go, some people in the village had already smoked a few cigarettes. Some people working in the field also rushed to their homes one after another. If they didn't rush home before nightfall, they might be dragged by the fierce jackal, for fear that there would be no bone left.

In a sparsely cornered corner of the village, there is a small thatched house with an ancient well in front of the house, and a small cormorant behind the house, which contains several thin hens and a piglet.

A small girl, looking only ten years old, wearing a thin linen shirt, was carrying a bundle of dry wood that was two or three times larger than her body, and freed a small hand, pushing Open the firewood door of the thatched house and walk in.

There are two stone beds side by side on the left side of the room, and the stove is on the right side. A small wooden table and several stools made of straw are placed in the middle.

I saw the elder sister who was supposed to lie in bed and was squatting on the ground, holding the rag that could no longer distinguish the original color, and rubbing the corner of the wooden table. The little girl's expression changed slightly, and the mother said that the older sister could not move at will.

She quickly threw the firewood in front of the stove, grabbed the rag, and pulled the woman carefully to the stone bed inside, sitting and muttering, "Sister, mother, how many times have you said that you are not hurt? OK, how can you do such rough work. I'll do it. "

The woman who was lifted up by her was also dressed in coarse linen and looked like she was 12 or 13 years old.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled weakly. "Xiaohe, I have been lying on the bed for more than a month, and I will not get out of bed anymore, my whole body will be moldy."

After listening to her words, Qinghe's eyes glared, "Hurt your muscles for a hundred days, and how long have you been lying before you started calling, Uncle Lu said, you have to support this injury for at least three months"

Uncle Lu in her mouth is the only barefoot doctor in the village. Everyone in the village is looking for him if he has a problem.

Qinghe had just finished speaking. A thirty-something, well-dressed, and somewhat charming, but some women with yellow skin and thin skin walked into the room with a bamboo basket in their hands.

The woman smiled and said to the two girls, "Yueer, Xiaohe, we have vines and wild vegetables today." Then she went to the side of the stove and started cooking.

Qinghe heard cheers from rattan vegetables. "You don't need to be hungry today, that's great!"

Fujiko is very scarce, and it is difficult to find several plants in the whole mountain. It took Zhang Shi a lot of effort to find so many.

Looking at the two mothers and daughters who are happy to be a wild vegetable, the woman who was helped to the bed by Qinghe could not help but feel sad. What kind of poverty made them so easy to satisfy? When the injury is healed, she must make the family rich.

At this time, Qinghe bounced to the stove and burned, her eyes said brightly: "Mother, big sister, today I found a cotyledon while playing firewood, and I will go to town to change three black coins tomorrow. "It's enough for us to eat brown rice for half a month."

Cotyledon grass, the most common complex grass on Tianxuan continent.

There are three types of currency, black coins, purple coins, and amethyst. One hundred black coins can be exchanged for one purple coin, and one thousand purple coins can be exchanged for one amethyst.

For a family like Qinghe, a few coins have been enough for one month, but they have never seen Zi coins.

These are what she has known for a while.

After listening to Qinghe's words, the woman's face also smiled, and she freed her hands and touched Qinghe's head, boasting softly: "Good boy"

Qinghe listened to the woman's words and could not help showing a little pride and joy.

After all, it is still a ten-year-old child, and there is nothing unhappy about her being praised by her mother.

The woman in bed looked at the mother and daughter who were busy making dinner in front of her eyes.

She is actually not the eldest daughter of this family, Qingyue. Her name is Jiang Xiaoyue.

She was the beautiful water polo person, where she had her own home, her favorite grandpa, her favorite job, and her comrade in arms.

But after an accident, when she woke up, she was lying on this shabby stone bed and came into this strange world.

I still remember that when she woke up, she saw the woman in front of her, and other people in the family. When she asked where it was, she was so scared that she cried.

Seeing that she didn't even know anyone, Zhang thought that she had hurt her brain and had no memory, so she patiently explained that she was her eldest daughter, Qinghe's sister, called Qingyue. This year was twelve. It's almost time for me.

After listening to Zhang's words, and seeing her petite body that was obviously doubled, her face became pale and her eyes were dull. Is God playing with her? Let her die and rebirth, but also rebirth in a completely strange world! She didn't want to die or be born again, she just wanted to stay by her grandfather ...

Zhang looked at the daughter who seemed to be evil, and couldn't help crying, shouting: "Shangxian, my daughter is very hard. Don't come to her"

Before Zhang ’s words were finished, Jiang Xiaoyue fainted again with a touch. She could not accept the fact in front of her.

At that time, Zhang and Qinghe were frightened, and he quickly called for Doctor Lu, and then asked the godwife to do it.

When she woke up again the next afternoon, she sighed when she saw the environment she was in, staring blankly at the edge of the bed, Zhang asked her, and she didn't return.

Qinghe always looked for funny words to tease her, she still said nothing and lay in bed dumbly.

She lay there for three days without saying a word, neither eating nor drinking. Only when she was asleep, Zhang could quietly fill her with porridge and wipe her face and face. In fact, these Jiang Xiaoyue all knew, and gradually moved by them, they also accepted the fact of rebirth.

She began to ask for food and drink.

At that time, she could be very happy and miserable, and ups and downs to give her porridge.

Every day, Jiang Xiaoyue stares dullly at the dilapidated roof when he wakes up.

God, I do n’t want to die, you let me die, I do n’t want to be born again, you let me be born again.

Well, these days she was touched by Zhang and Qinghe, and thought it might be good to be reborn, but why do you want her to be born again to this poor peasant mother and daughter!

Although she did not communicate with the outside world in those days, she still knew what happened to the outside world. I heard that the money for seeing her and asking for the goddess was borrowed from the village, and the family often seems to be living a hungry life!

She can't stand the hungry life! So she must make the family rich. Only in this way may her life have a little motivation.

I heard Zhang said that she fell off the cliff and broke her leg. Thanks to Uncle Lu picking her up, Uncle Lu repeatedly told her to stay in bed for three months before getting out of bed.

She obediently lay on the bed for a month. Although she broke her leg, she felt that there was no problem in her whole body.

When she carried the mother and daughter Zhang the day before to go to the well to fetch water, she was taken aback. Because she found from the reflection in the well that this body looked exactly like her childhood! And the plum-shaped red birthmark on her forehead, which is a little smaller than the thumb, has followed her since she was born. Later I heard Zhang said that she didn't have the red birthmark before. Since she fell off the cliff, she has this plum birthmark on her forehead.

At that time, Zhang was frightened, for he was afraid that his daughter would be possessed by a ghost, so he went and invited the godwife to come. After the princess had done the law, she was worried that her daughter would not marry after breaking up.

But the only thing that reassured Zhang ’s was that the birthmark was small and plum-shaped, and it was growing right in the forehead. It was a little more beautiful than before, and added a little color, and Zhang also let it go. Attentive.

What surprised Jiang Xiaoyue most was that the backpack she had with her when she had an accident also followed her here. Wasn't she reborn? How come things from previous lives come along? This is not scientific!

"Big sister, what do you want?" Qing He's intentionally raised voice suddenly sounded in her ear, and her body trembled.

Jiang Xiaoyue looked gloomy and pretended to be furious.

Qinghe was just trying to scare the elder sister and scared to play, but she did not expect to anger her. Seeing the elder sister's gloomy look, she couldn't help aggrieved, her eyes became red immediately, just like the eyes of a bunny Yes, she cried to show you as soon as you got angry.

Looking at Xiaohuobao in front of him, Jiang Xiaoyue couldn't hold it anymore, and he smiled loudly, "You girl, you're going to lie to your sister again, well, put away your tears, my sister is not angry"

Qing He, who was about to cry, suddenly laughed, and said proudly, "Sister, you have been cheated by me again."

After speaking, she was afraid of being caught by Jiang Xiaoyue and spanked, and ran back to the stove again.

Jiang Xiaoyue looked at Zhang Shi, who was washing vegetables in front of the stove, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

The three of them mother and daughter talked and laughed, and the meal was ready in a short while.

Zhang originally wanted Jiang Xiaoyue to lie in bed to eat, but he couldn't stand up to Jiang Xiaoyue, so he asked Jiang Xiaoyue to eat with them at the table.

On that shabby wooden table, there was only a shabby cyan porcelain bowl filled with a bowl of boiled vines and wild vegetables.

Qinghe served three small bowls, one of which contained brown rice porridge, while the other two contained rice soup.

Jiang Xiaoyue couldn't help seeing the corners of her eyes. She had been using rice in bed this month, and every meal was brown rice porridge. At that time, she thought that because she was too poor in her family, she could only eat brown rice, but she did not expect it. ... Qinghe they ate rice soup ...

Qinghe has always been relatively careless, but did not find that Jiang Xiaoyue was wrong, but the careful Zhang family found it.

Zhang's hand stroked Fujiang Xiaoyue's bun with his rough hands, and said gently, "Child, you can get better soon after you have eaten, so that you can help your mother to work hard."

Jiang Xiaoyue nodded slightly, picked up chopsticks and started to eat, but her heart was very uncomfortable.

Although she is not really Qingyue, Zhang is not her real mother, and Qinghe is not her sister, but since this month, Zhang's care and warmth, his warmth and cuteness, Qinghe's lively and lovely, has been deep Deep in her heart.

They were so good to her, she was a little helpless and didn't know how to return.

But from this moment, she really accepted the facts before her, accepted the family and regarded them as family. From now on, this is her home. Zhang is her mother, Qinghe is her sister, she It is the eldest daughter of this family, and everything in the family will be closely related to her in the future. She should also take responsibility.

In a broken porcelain bowl, there is a handful of rice grains made of brown rice, most of which are water. To be honest, she never drank such porridge. But she didn't have a trace of disapproval, but full of joy.

The three sat down to eat together, and Qing He enthusiastically put rattan cabbage in her bowl. Zhang also warmly served the two sisters. This atmosphere made her sound grandpa again.

Every time I eat at home, Grandpa always greets Aunt Zhao to buy this and that, and it seems that she has to give her a taste of the best things in the world.

Thinking of this, her eyes could not help but astringent, Grandpa ... I'm afraid she will never see him again ... Thinking of him staying on earth alone without personal care, she felt a pain in her heart ... What should she do ... ...

"This child, how to eat a meal is also in a daze, eat quickly, or you will have a stomach trouble after a while the food is cold." Zhang Shi touched Jiang Xiaoyue's hand immersed in memories.

Jiang Xiaoyue went back to God, embarrassedly vomited his tongue, raised his chopsticks, and ate a meal.

This is rural, because there are no rules for those in the city, and there is no need to eat small meals, so Zhang Shidao said nothing.

After Qinghe clamped the chopsticks and rattan vegetables in his mouth, he raised his head and smiled and said to Jiang Xiaoyue, "Sister, I heard Li Xunzi in the village said that if I hurt a bone, I had to eat bone soup. Go to the ground and try your luck to see if you can catch a pheasant and boil it for you "

Jiang Xiaoyue's heart warmed, and he chopped chopsticks in Qinghe's bowl. "It's getting dark. Wouldn't you want to be stunned by a wolf?"

Hearing Qinghe here, she put the chopsticks on the table, brought it to Jiang Xiaoyue, and flattered, "Sister, let me go. Last time I was fine."

Although in the village there are occasional ferocious beasts, as long as the experience is old-fashioned, it is usually not encountered.

Jiang Xiaoyue couldn't help seeing Qing He's coquettishness rising slightly, and was about to speak, but Zhang was one step ahead.

"No! You girl, my mother doesn't know you yet, maybe I'll be choked by the kid of the Zhao family"

Qinghe shook her head, "Brother Zhao originally wanted to go to fight the big sister by himself. I had to follow it myself. I thought I could hit more if I went."

Hearing here, Zhang sighed, "The child of the Zhao family is also interested, that is, the Zhao family ... 那个"

Who is that Zhao family child? What's the relationship with Qingyue? How could she hit a wild animal? No one has come to visit her this month. Jiang Xiaoyue looked at Qinghe curiously.