When Cheng Shu woke up, he was lying on a bed made of wooden boards, the gray tent that could rot when touched hung on both sides of the bed, the red lacquered carved bed paint off had revealed the true color of the wood, and the cobwebs in the corner of the wall could be seen on the top of the bed。

I only remember that she fell into the water and woke up to get here, Cheng Shu sat up on the bed, only to find that something was wrong, her hands were the size of a five-year-old child, and she was so shocked to see that her feet were the same, she froze, what 、、、 was going on?

With a squeak, the door was pushed open, and Zhang walked in, "Peach Blossom, what is your mother doing in a daze? Are you still blaming your mother for beating you yesterday? This is only five years old, and his temperament is so stubborn, how can this be good." ”

Cheng Shu didn't know what to say, or she had already been stunned by the middle-aged woman in front of her who called her mother, and then when she was not suitable or recovered from the shock, Zhang had already sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the bedside clothes and put them on for her, while nagging, "You are not young, you should be sensible, we don't like it in this family, you have nothing to make a fuss like this, isn't it more annoying, it used to be easy to talk about everything with your father, but now、、、 Forget it, you can't understand what you say, you just have to remember, no matter what your second aunt says in the future, you don't have to talk back, just don't hear it, understand?"

The cotton shoes that were almost torn were finally put on their feet, and Zhang held his daughter in his arms, "Peach blossom, it's my mother who can't endure you." ”

After speaking, Zhang also wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and Cheng Shuxin who saw it was also sour, and finally accepted everything in his eyes at this time, not a dream, but a real existence, listening to the words of the woman in front of her, she faintly guessed some things, her name is Peach Blossom, only with a mother for her life, the mother is weak and the life in this family is not good, looking at the living and use, and the shoes that can see the toes know that this family is not rich.

Zhou Gongxiao dreams of butterflies, whether he is a butterfly or a butterfly is him, or is it the same as now, she is either Cheng Shu or a peach blossom, it doesn't matter which one is a dream or really doesn't matter, the important thing is to live well.

Taking a deep breath, Peach Blossom followed Zhang out of the house, this is the earthen house of the east and west houses, the middle is the kitchen, and the place next to the house on both sides is two stoves, on which are two large pots, surrounded by pots, if she was not born in the countryside in her previous life, she would have to be frightened when she saw this scene, but this stove looks broken and rotten compared with the rural home in the previous life.

One of the pots was steaming, and when she looked around, there was no one else, and she had to be sure that the two of them were the first in the family.