When Lu Yan woke up, her head was about to blow up. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Finally, the hospital took a few days off and decided to treat himself.

After a brief wash, I went out and went straight to the soup dumpling shop opposite.

I've been in the hospital for two months for a scientific research project, and my saliva is about to flow out when I think about the taste of the soup dumplings.

As soon as the green light came on, the first one rushed to the zebra crossing

There was a scream around him, and when Lu Yan reacted, she saw a car in her pupils constantly dilating, Lamborghini! Then, then, no more......

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a dilapidated thatched hut, surrounded by small logs and cedar bark.

Sunlight peeked through the gap in the middle, and the only furnishing in the room except for the bed was a wooden pier that looked like a stool, on which rested a missing clay bowl.

The bed under him was painful, with a musty and rancid smell, and the coarse cloth clothes on his body were covered with patches.

"It must be a hallucination. Lu Yan read silently, closed her eyes forcefully, and then opened them again. The scene hasn't changed.

"It must be a dream!" pinched his thigh with his hand, "hissed......... "Pain!"

Immediately afterward, a series of memories that did not belong to me appeared in my mind like a movie fast-forwarding.

Dumb, abscess, stepgrandma's dislike...... Mom's powerlessness...... Hungry and fainting, lying in bed...... Stoned...... Cut the hogweed and roll down the hill......

Subconsciously touched his face, the pitted touch, and then looked at the pair of black and thin hands, and had to force himself to recognize a reality: crossed.

In his previous life, he was an orphan who became a genius in the field of Chinese medicine by his own efforts, and the worse situation than the present has been encountered before: African support volunteers, war doctors......

Being independent, calm, and challenging the limits of survival is the common perception of those who are familiar with Lu Yan.

Anyway, there were no people who cared about it in their previous lives, except for worrying about the madman master, coming here should be regarded as a journey.

Thinking like this, I no longer wonder why I crossed into such a sad environment, and I am ready to do something to adapt to this new body and identity.

A "cooing" sound came out of her stomach, interrupting Lu Yan's train of thought, the people regard food as the sky, and for people who used to be foodies, they can't remember what hunger is. But now, that feeling takes the place of everything else.

I took a few steps along the edge of the bed, and after getting used to it, I slowly walked towards the courtyard.

This is a typical triple courtyard house, with the main house sitting north facing south, which is very common in Chenjiawan Village. Behind the house is a gentle hill, to the south there is a dry land, and a little lower is a paddy field, past which a river bends.

The house is a wooden structure, the wall of the main house is relatively flat, grandma and grandfather live, the east side of the main house lives the second uncle Chen Erzhu's family, next to the third uncle's family, the west side is the fourth uncle's house, and the next door lives Lu Yan's family.

Because Lu Yan was a foreign surname and had abscesses, Du Shi said that he was unlucky, and he wanted to drive the mother and daughter away, and with the efforts of his mother, she was allowed to live in the outermost firewood house in the west.

The usual place for cooking is in the east, with a relatively low shed and three earthen stoves. At this time, it was the time for every household to make breakfast, and curling smoke rose from the chimney, making Lu Yan's footsteps unconsciously move there.

In the line of sight, a middle-aged woman is holding a simple bun, inserting a wooden hairpin that is some years old, and the coarse cloth clothes that have been washed white are full of patches, and the clothes and pants are a little large, making her look thinner.

As if hearing movement, the woman turned her head.

Seeing the visitor, the woman's dark eyes immediately spread a layer of surprise: "My Yan'er, you have finally woken up!"

The rough hand trembled and touched his daughter's body, and his eyes stayed on the wound on his forehead that still had a trace of blood.

"It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up, it's good to wake up......"

"Mother will bring you food, and you will get food......"

I watched my mother spin around in a circle with joy, but she never got anything to eat.

"Mother~~"

The shovel in the mother's hand fell to the ground with a "poof".

Seeing her mother's reaction, I couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in my heart. Originally in this family, only the mother can rely on, and the mother, because she is a mute, and she looks like this, after marrying her stepfather, she has no sons and half daughters, and her situation is even more difficult.

Although she had no concept of her mother in her previous life, her feelings for her mother in her original body made Lu Yan cry out at once.

After confirming that it was his daughter's voice, Qi's mouth opened, and after a while, he spoke:

"Yeon, Yeon'er, you, can you speak?"

"Mother, I'm hungry. ”

Qi Shi wiped the corners of his eyes while loading sorghum rice, and said to himself: "It's good to be hungry, no, no, I mean Yan'er has spoken well, it's great! Today my mother is really happy, Guanyin Bodhisattva blesses!"

Qi, who is usually taciturn, said so much today, which is enough to show the excitement in her heart at the moment.

The children are eleven years old this year, and for the first time in eleven years, they spoke openly and called "mother".

Waves of joy and excitement hit the fragile heart, and I felt like I was about to faint.

"Is there anything uncomfortable? ”

At this time, the mother was as happy as a child, and the heavy mental pressure made the mother forget when the last time she laughed happily, and today, she showed an expression that was not in the memory of the original body.

Lu Yan, in the future, let me protect your mother for you, and no longer let her be wronged.

Lu Yan took the sorghum rice handed by her mother, and said to herself silently in her heart.

After a brief analysis of the current situation, first, we must first solve the problem of food and clothing, and second, we must deal with the abscess on the back and face.

As the saying goes, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, while grandma didn't know that she woke up, she decided to go into the mountains.

Just do it, although it hurts the head, and often can't eat, but because of the perennial labor, the body's own recovery ability is relatively strong, plus eat something, although the head still hurts a little, but the whole person is in good spirits.

Find the basket and sickle from memory and walk towards today's destination, Tiger Mountain.

Tiger Mountain is a mountain range that stretches for dozens of miles, much farther than Duyanchong, and it is said that there are often fierce beasts in and out there, and people in the village usually dare not enter it.

Two years ago, I heard that there were herbs for abscesses in the mountains, and I went there once, so it saved Lu Yan a lot of trouble.

It took about an hour to reach a hillside, and when I looked down, I saw that the mist was surrounding the foot of the mountain, and some green was faintly revealed, and there was a mountain behind it, and there was no end in sight. This is Tiger Mountain.

Regardless of fatigue, I couldn't wait to go down the mountain.

Before becoming a doctor in his previous life, he served in the special forces for several years, and he was best at jungle warfare, and he had an almost instinctive love and closeness to the forest.

What appeared in front of me was a large cedar forest, the cedar trees were straight and tall, and each one had to be hugged by at least two people.

This kind of wood is suitable for making houses, the whole tree can be made into beams and columns after peeling and chiseling, and the horizontal surface can be cut into boards for siding, and can also be used as furniture.

Not as hard as other woods, but easy to process, easy to air dry, and highly resistant to corrosion.

After drying, the branches are flammable, and the leaves are commonly known as fir thorns, which are the first choice for ignition.

The fir forest is mixed with fir trees, and most of these trees grow in their own way, and they are strangely shaped.

The leaves are like needles, and they can only be used as firewood.

Some tree trunks have fir roots, that is, a certain part of the trunk secretes a lot of resin, which is easy to burn and lasts for a long time when lit, and emits a fresh fragrance of resin when burning.

Seeing the fir tree, Yang Yan's eyes lit up obviously.

Where the fir trees are concentrated, and are dark and damp all year round, there must be fir fungus. Thinking of fir fungus, Yang Yan swallowed her saliva.

Cutting through the weeds under his feet with a sickle, and passing by the fifth fir tree, a pleasant fir fungus appeared in front of him.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he carefully picked it off, removed the soil, put it in the basket, and visually inspected it, at least two catties.

Just as I was about to continue my search, there was a strange noise in front of me. Lu Yan quickly lowered her body, held her breath, and scanned the suspicious area with her gaze alertly.

Suddenly, the leaves on a miscellaneous tree in front of him moved, and a familiar little thing appeared in Lu Yan's sight......