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C1 Rebirth

"Rumble …"

A bolt of lightning descended from the black clouds and landed right on the forest across from Xitou Village. Outside the window, there was a torrential rain pouring down. Streaks of water poured down from the tiles. There were even a few cloth shoes placed under the eaves, immediately filling them up with rain.

A middle-aged woman in the room saw this and was about to put away her shoes when a strong wind blew and slammed the door shut. She screamed in fear and put her shoes away and stood by the door.

Shen Wangxin woke up from her stupor and looked around in shock. She was sleeping on a bed covered with a veil. There was a small hole in the ceiling. A mosquito buzzed in her ear and bit several bags on her arm.

A slightly cold hand reached over and touched her forehead, "Oh, Xin, you're finally awake?" Bodhisattva bless me, but I don't have a fever. "

Shen Wangxin snapped out of her daze and felt an itch in her throat. She forced a smile at the middle-aged woman and said hoarsely, "Thank you, Aunt Lian. I'm already much better."

When Aunt Lian saw how she was being so courteous and sick, she felt sorry for her and blamed her for being cold. She put down the mosquito net and said, "You should go to sleep. Auntie will pour some water for you to quench your thirst."

As the door closed, Shen Wangxin let out a long sigh. Actually, her body had gradually recovered these few days. The reason she hadn't gotten out of bed was because she still couldn't accept this fact.

She was a very good young lady. She had just graduated from school and was planning to report to the Chinese Medical Hospital in the province. She didn't expect that after a fall, she would wear it on this little girl.

The little girl looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, and she didn't have much meat on her. She was so thin at such a young age that even the tip of her chin was exposed, but her pair of eyes were surprisingly large. Her eyes were very bright, making her seem even thinner, like a withered little chicken that could die at any time.

Coincidentally, this little girl had the same name as her, and her name was also Shen Wangxin.

Unfortunately, other than the name of this body, Shen Wangxin had no other memories. According to Aunt Lian, just seven days ago, when it started raining heavily, the little girl and her elder sister were digging for bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest behind her house.

Suddenly, a torrential downpour came. The two sisters were in a hurry to get home, so they tumbled down the stone wall. The little girl fainted on the spot. For the past few days, she had been suffering from a high fever and could only use herbs to feed herself.

Shen Wangxin also drank the herbal medicine, which was commonly used to cure fever, Chai Hu. If she was truly hot, she could have dealt with it, but this little girl looked weak. After falling down, she might even have suffered an internal injury. How could she be cured by Chai Hu?

She assumed that the poor little girl died in her sleep, which coincidentally allowed Shen Wangxin to attach herself to her.

However, looking at the yellow clay wall in front of her and the roof that started to leak from the big rain, Shen Wangxin wished that she could just become a ghost.

The door was pushed open with a creak. Aunt Lian came in with a bowl of hot water. Shen Wangxin sat up and drank the whole bowl. She felt the heat in her stomach slowly dissipating, which made her feel a lot better.

Only then did she have some stamina, and after pondering for a while, she asked, "Aunt Lian, where are my parents? Why don't they come and look at me? "

Hearing her question, Aunt Lian rubbed Shen Wangxin's head and mumbled, "Didn't Xin burn her brain? Have you forgotten what happened these past few days?"

When she finished, she noticed Shen Wangxin's clear gaze and sighed. "Xin, I didn't mean it as my aunt said. Your parents are also extremely biased. Yueying is even older than you by a year. She is usually raised like a landlady, and can't even lift her shoulders. "Their family is currently looking at Yueying. When will they have the time to care about you?"

Shen Wangxin had a vague memory of what Aunt Lian had said. There were three children in the little girl's house. There was a big sister above and a little brother below. Big sister had the pain of being a father, while little brother had the pain of being a mother.

In the eyes of Shen Wangxin, who had grown up in the modern world, the little girl was just like a servant girl for the landlords. Otherwise, why would her parents not even come to take a look when she was dying?

Seeing the tears in Shen Wangxin's eyes, Aunt Lian thought that she was sad because of her parents, and immediately comforted: "Most of the in-laws these days are better than your parents. In another two years, when they are at the age of marriage, who cares if their married daughter splashes water on them due to Shen Family or not? If you have a crush on that brat, wouldn't it be like we've become mother and daughter? "

Aunt Lian's voice was rather loud, but outside in the rain and wind, the embarrassed and annoyed voice of a teenager could still be heard. "Mother, what are you talking about?"

Shen Wangxin didn't know what to say, so she pretended to be shy and lowered her head. She had seen Aunt Lian's son twice when she was sick. One of them was a very simple and honest youth from the countryside. He would blush if he saw Shen Wangxin.

It was said that when the little girl was half dead and was being carried by Shen Family on a broken mat to be thrown to the cemetery, it was he and Aunt Lian who saved her from the rain.

However, Shen Wangxin herself was already over 20 years old. Aunt Lian was a junior high student in the modern world. When she thought about how she would have to spend money on eating young grass, she felt uncomfortable.

Seeing her lower her head, Aunt Lian laughed out loud. "In the end, you are still a child, what's there to be embarrassed about? Besides, your parents no longer care about you. "Wait until next year, when you and Hei Zi get married, won't we be a family?"

At this point, how could Shen Wangxin not understand? Shen Family left the little girl behind the unmarked grave. Aunt Lian and Hei Zi picked her up because they thought that if they could save her, they would have a ready daughter-in-law.

If it was the little girl from before, she would not be able to repay the kindness of saving her life.

However, since Shen Wangxin had worn it, it was impossible for her to marry Hei Zi, who she had only seen a few times.

When Aunt Lian finished speaking, she looked at Shen Wangxin for a while. Seeing that she did not say anything, she thought that this matter was over, and pondered on how she should go up the Shen Family to speak of it in a few days.

Shen Wangxin's life was saved by her and Hei Zi, which meant that she was already half a Shen Family. At that time, he would give Shen Family a basket of eggs and a few taels of silver, and he would marry her into his home.

Who told him to give up his own daughter with Shen Family?

Unexpectedly, Aunt Lian was halfway through her plan when she suddenly saw Shen Wangxin raise her head. A pair of eyes that were overly bright and clear stared at her. In the candlelight, there was even a hint of caution.

"Aunt Lian, I'm only twelve this year. I still want to stay for two more years. I will repay aunt for saving my life."

Aunt Lian didn't expect Shen Wangxin to reject her at all, and her expression turned ugly, "Xin, it was like pouring rain today. Who was it that saved you from the rain? In order to save you, several eggs stored in your aunt's house were given to you for porridge. "Girl, I'm afraid you've lost your mind, that's why you would say such nonsense!"

Without waiting for Shen Wangxin's reply, she went to bed and said coldly, "It's getting late. You should go to bed early. If you get up in the open, I'll take it that you didn't say that. "

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