C1 A Little Girl Starving to Death

In the hazy night.

In a luxurious villa near the mountain and facing the sea.

The girl with the nickname Chi Yue, Mei Qi Hua, was wearing a silk dress with red hair flowing in waves. She was like a lazy cat and gently snuggled into the arms of her boyfriend, Bai Qi.

Tonight was her first day of washing her hands.

From then on, she had escaped the bloody rain and lived a peaceful life.

"Duo Duo!" Bai Qi's beautiful eyes were filled with deep love.

"En!" Mei Qi Hua replied lazily.

Bai Qi kissed her earlobe, and the seven flowers trembled in sensitivity. They slowly closed their beautiful large eyes, feeling the warmth of her pulse.

All of a sudden, Mei Qi's eyes widened. She was shocked to see Bai Qi's cold expression. In her left chest, only the handle of a dagger was revealed and blood gushed out.

"Duo Duo, I'm sorry! The organization won't let you go, they won't let you out of the organization and you're still alive. " Bai Qi did not dare to meet her eyes, so he stood up to leave.

Seven Plum Blossom grabbed Bai Qi's wrist.

Bai Qi fiercely pulled back her hand. Seven nails cut through the skin of his wrist, the scratches gradually turning black.

"You …" Bai Qi was anxious, "Where is the antidote?"

The hands of Mei Qi Hua hung down powerlessly, and her eyes closed slowly.

"Daughter... My poor daughter... "Sob, sob …"

The thin and weak voice of a woman sounded out.

Who was crying?

Mei Qi Hua was puzzled. She was an orphan. Who was this strange voice?

Just as this thought formed in her mind, she felt her entire body stiffen and ache. She used her fingers to feel around, and the wood beneath her was hard and hard. No wonder it was so painful.

Opening his eyes, he saw a patch of yellow. Something was touching his skin.

Seven Plum Blossom grabbed the thing on her face. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a piece of yellow straw paper.

What is this?

Before she could think about it, she accidentally looked up and saw an ancient woman in tattered clothes on the ground. She was crying and rubbing her eyes, she was an ancient woman, she was wearing an ash-colored coat with patches on it. Furthermore, there was no floor on the ground, it was just bare dirt.

She sat up slowly and saw that she was lying on a simple plank.

Mei Xiaolan was heartbroken. She was really a useless mother. The child was so hungry that he stole from the Village Head's house. He was injured by the Village Head's wife. He was so hungry that he got beaten up. He actually died.

"Woo woo …" She cried with sorrow, her voice weak from hunger.

Hearing a sound on the board, Mei Xiaolan raised her head and saw her dead daughter sitting up.

"Ya!" He fell to the ground and fainted.

Mei Qi Duo wanted to get off the bed and look at the unconscious woman, but a headache came over her and she fell back onto the wooden floor. In the intense headache, many memories of a girl flooded into her brain.

As far as she could remember, they lived in a remote village called Willow Village. Because they only had one mu of land, the soil wasn't good, and they couldn't grow any crops, and the mother and daughter pair didn't have three meals for a long time, and Mei Qi Hua was only 16 years old and had a body as thin as a bean sprout. Mei Xiao Lan wasn't any better off, and she didn't have any nutrition for a long time, so her skin lost its luster and she was as thin as an old woman.

When the village chief's daughter saw her, she shouted loudly. The village chief's wife aggressively chased after her, and when Little Seven ran away, he tripped over a rock, and when the village chief's wife came after him, she beat him up with her fists and kicks. In the end, when the mother came to beg for mercy on all fours, the village chief's wife spared her.

His mother helped Little Seven to go home. Afterwards, the poor girl lay in bed unconscious for three days and three nights, then she died and left.

It just so happened that Chi Yue, China's golden mercenary, was killed by his most beloved man. The twenty-six year old Chi Yue was actually able to transmigrate on top of Little Seven's body.

Thinking of this, Mei Qi Hua immediately stretched out his arm to look at his skinny arm. He couldn't help but sigh, "Poor child!"

She moved slowly down the board, ready to see her mother.

The sound of footsteps came from outside. Some of the neighbors had heard Mei Xiaolan crying and knew that her daughter was dead. Some of them even came to watch the show.

Three or four women dressed in coarse clothes appeared in front of her.

"Ya!"

"Ghosts!"

"Mother!"

The aunts ran away in panic as they saw the girl standing right in front of the door.

Mei Xiaolan woke up and looked at her daughter at the door. "Seven flowers!"

"Mother!" Since he had been reborn into this poor child, he might as well accept everything from her!

"Sigh!" Mei Xiaolan quickly agreed. She slowly supported herself on the wall and walked towards her daughter. Tears of joy flowed out of her eyes.

She hugged her daughter and said repeatedly, "It's good that you're awake, it's good that you're awake!"

The mother and daughter pair were crying together inside the house. The villagers were curious and trying to figure out who was inside the house. After careful observation to confirm that Mei Qi Hua was revived and was not a fake corpse, they bravely walked into the yard.

"Out of the way, out of the way. What are you looking at?" What's so good about it? " A middle-aged woman pushed through the crowd and appeared in the yard.

Hearing the voice, Mei Xiaolan raised her head and wiped her tears away, "Aunt Fu, you're here!"

"Aunt Fu!" The seven plum blossoms felt weak.

Aunt Fu held a basket in her hands and looked at Mei Xiaolan and her daughter with a smile. "Sis, his father was supposed to come over and help with the kids' affairs. Bah!" She spat out twice. "Look at my mouth. He was halfway through his journey when he heard that the child had come back to life and wanted me to send him some food. The child must have fainted from starvation."

He took off an old piece of cloth from the top of the basket, revealing two radishes and a bowl of flour.

When Mei Xiaolan saw the things in the basket, she immediately covered it and pushed it back. "I can't accept this, your house doesn't have anything, this is your family's property, we can't take it!"

Aunt Fu pushed the basket into Mei Xiaolan's arms. "Isn't this the child being happy when he wakes up? Dazhuang's father said that he would find a job to feed the horses in Qin City when the seeds come up. When that time comes, life would be much easier! "

"How can that be?" Mei Xiaolan was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears. "You guys have been reluctant to eat white noodles all year round. How can you let us eat?"

She leaned against the wall and watched her mother and Aunt Fu push and shove at each other.

In the end, it was Aunt Fu who defeated Mei Xiaolan. She forcefully put down her stuff and left.

Mei Xiaolan cut the green radish into thin pieces and put them in the pot to boil. She then carefully made a fifth of the flour, stirred it into a paste and poured it into the pot.

In the original world, this porridge was so clean that even pigs would not be able to drink it. At this moment, Mei Qi Hua was eating it with relish.

At the moment, it was the beginning of spring and there was a lack of food in the house. Aunt Fu's gift of these items was definitely a huge amount of food. Otherwise, Mei Xiaolan wouldn't have been so grateful.

After drinking the radish porridge, Mei Qi Hua felt her body warming up. It seemed as if she had gained some strength.

Standing in the courtyard, she looked around to see the mountains surrounding the entire village. It could be said that this village was located in the middle of the mountain, and she couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. This really was a good place, except that there was nothing to eat.

Looking at the sun in the sky, just to the west, Mei Qi Hua turned around and entered the house. She saw several pieces of simple and worn out furniture, and her eyes searched the dilapidated adobe room.

"Tor, what are you doing?"

"Mother, do we have a basket at home?"

"Yes!" My mother went into the side kitchen.

The Mei Family had two dilapidated adobe rooms and a small grass hut at the side. There was an old iron pot inside that was used as a kitchen.

There were a total of three rooms.

My mother was in the kitchen, taking out an old basket with an empty rag bag in it.

He reached out his hand but didn't grab the basket. Instead, he grabbed the bag and saw a shovel in the corner. He walked over and bent down to pick it up.

"Tor?"

His mother was puzzled. Was she going out?

"Mom, wait for me at home. I'll go and see if there are any roots or wild herbs that have just sprouted. I'll get some to come back and eat."

Mei Xiaolan worriedly followed her out the door. "Mother will go with you!"

"No need, I'll be back soon!" I can't let her follow me from behind. Otherwise, I'll discover that I'm in a different place than I was before. It'll be hard to explain then.

The north side of the village just happened to be the southern slope of the mountain. It was early spring now, and if there were wild vegetables sprouting, then the south side of the mountain would be there.

There were people passing by from both sides of the path all year round, and there weren't many good things there. After entering the mountain, Mei Qi Hua gave up the path and went into the mountain.