C3 Four Walls of Alimentary Canal

"No …." I'm not sick, I'm just hungry. " Xiaoyu said embarrassedly. It was too cordial, so it was better for her to eat.

Xiaoyu took the bowl solemnly, closed her eyes and took a bite.

He wanted to vomit, but when he saw Zhao Qun's tender and loving gaze, Xiaoyu couldn't spit it out. Chew, chew, swallow it whole, then quickly drink the soup down smoothly. Eh, why did it taste so bitter, Xiaoyu wanted to cry, but had to eat it all because Zhao Qun just looked at her like this. She didn't want to finish it, so she just felt sorry for her, as if she were a big sinner.

In the evening, Zhang Daniu came back with afterglow. His body was covered with dust and his head was covered with soil and crushed lime.

When she saw Zhang Daniu carefully take out 20 gold coins from his pocket to give Zhao Qun, Zhao Qun happily said, "Why are there so many this time? Isn't it all 10 minutes a day? Xiaoyu still hasn't recovered from her illness. I was just about to buy her another set of medicine to eat. "

Zhang Daniu unconsciously moved his arm. Every time he lifted his arm up and down, he would pause.

"What happened to you? Are you hurt?" Zhao Qun immediately noticed it and quickly helped Zhang Daniu sit down on the stool. "It's okay, I'll go get Dr. Yang for you." Zhao Qun was about to rush out when she was stopped by Zhang Daniu.

"It's fine. Don't waste that money. It's just a flash. Just take care of yourself." Zhang Daniu whispered to Zhao Qun, "The boss gave me more because I was injured. Don't let the children hear it. Let them feel sad."

Zhao Qun wanted to cry again. She carefully threw herself on Zhang Daniu's shoulder and sobbed softly. Zhang Daniu then consoled her in a low voice.

Xiaoyu still heard it from the back room. She couldn't help but want to cry. Although this family was poor, they loved each other very much.

"..."

One day passed, two days, three days … Xiaoyu was still standing there. The scene did not change, nor did she change. It was only then that Xiaoyu believed she had transmigrated.

Alright, back to the main topic.

Zhang Xiaoyu tidied herself up and walked out of the room. Her mother was outside in the yard.

Even after a month, Zhang Xiaoyu still could not accept that there was no kitchen, no bathroom.

Of course, although this village was small, not every family was as poor as theirs. Most families had kitchens, latrines, etc.

Their family's latrine was public. Yes, they hadn't misheard. It was public. There was no door. There was a piece of rag hanging on the door, but it couldn't be said to be a piece of cloth. He didn't know what it was, so with a slight tug, it would break.

There was no toilet, no toilet, and it was not built with bricks. Two long wooden boards were placed above a pit, and the bottom was filled with fecal water. When one stepped forward, they would stagger and fall down.

Zhang Xiaoyu looked at the latrine in front of her and took a deep breath. Then, she carefully stepped onto the wooden board and settled the matter of reincarnation.

When going to the toilet, he had to be careful, because this was a place where both men and women shared the same room. Usually, the women who came to the toilet would ask their own family members to stand guard outside the door to prevent anyone from barging in.

When a person was hearing footsteps, they would cough to remind the people outside that there was someone inside.

Zhang Xiaoyu returned to her yard. Her mother was cutting firewood to boil some water, and there were a lot of firewood neatly placed under the eaves of her house.