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"It must hurt if you fall on your head, you're sleeping, I'll go see if the stewed chicken is okay" The woman said and put Su Xiaoxiao's hand aside, said in a gentle tone, got up and walked out, Su Xiaoxiao eased down for a while and felt that his head didn't hurt so much, then sat up slowly, looking at the unfamiliar place in front of him, his heart was full of doubts.

"Except for the name, why don't I have any familiarity with this place, everything here makes me feel extremely strange" Su Xiaoxiao got out of bed and walked to the door, looking at the unfamiliar environment around her, her brows furrowed, although she didn't remember the previous things, but this place felt too strange to her, so strange that it made her feel that this place didn't look like her home.

Meng Jia walked to the kitchen and glanced at the room where Su Xiaoxiao was sleeping, her eyes were full of worry, their small village couldn't hide things, when she picked up the girl, she was seen by many people, she just saw that the girl was beautiful and directly said that she was the girl's mother, but it was obvious that the girl didn't believe what she said, and she was entangled in whether to tell the girl the truth.

"You're not my mother, who are you" When Su Xiaoxiao found the kitchen, she just saw the tangle and melancholy on the woman's face, and even more thought in her heart, she looked at the woman with a discerning look and asked calmly, "I, I'm really not your mother, I just hurt your head, so I picked you up from the side of the mountain, if you don't want to stay here, you can leave, I don't force it" Meng Jia looked at Su Xiaoxiao with a trace of reluctance in her eyes, she was so lonely, so lonely that she didn't want Su Xiaoxiao to leave.

"Your husband, what about the child?" When Su Xiaoxiao just came out of the house, she found that there was basically nothing else in the house except for the woman's clothes, and it was certain that she was the only one here, "My parents died early, and the people in the village said that I was ominous, and no one wanted to marry me, and I got used to it after a long time" Meng Jia said and picked up the play on the side, and put a bowl of chicken soup aside.

"Where is this?" Although Su Xiaoxiao didn't remember what happened before, she still had the skill to recognize people, and she could see that this woman was not lying, "This is City C, our village is a little remote, the development is a little slow, and it looks relatively primitive, but the people here are very good, it's not so hot anymore, drink some soup to warm your stomach first" Meng Jia said and handed the chicken soup she had just served to Su Xiaoxiao.

"How do you know that my name is Su Xiaoxiao?" Su Xiaoxiao took the bowl that Meng Jia handed her, and asked seemingly casually, "You said before you fell into a coma, saying that your name is Su Xiaoxiao, let me save you" Meng Jia saw Su Xiaoxiao take the chicken soup she handed her, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and she didn't look at Su Xiaoxiao so nervously and explained.

"I, I don't have anywhere to go now, can I live here temporarily? Thank you for telling me the truth, thank you for saving me, and this bowl of chicken soup" Su Xiaoxiao said with a smile on her face when she saw Meng Jia looking at her, and her eyes were full of sincerity.

"Okay, okay, I just have someone to accompany me" Meng Jia heard Su Xiaoxiao's words, and excitedly took Su Xiaoxiao's hand, "I think you are fourteen or fifteen years old," "I call you sister, auntie, I'm afraid to call you old, you are not old at all" Su Xiaoxiao did not wait for Meng Jia to finish speaking calmly.

"What's not old, we can get married at the age of fifteen here, I'm twenty-three, old girl" Meng Jia chuckled and looked at Su Xiaoxiao, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that Su Xiaoxiao was good-looking, as if she had come out of a painting.

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