He Ranran was so disappointed, even a little desperate, He Shuli's indifference and mud, Huang Ziheng's sneer and bystanders, she didn't want to scruple anymore, only she could protect herself in this war. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He Ranran was disheartened all of a sudden, and made up his mind to avenge the shame and hatred of all these years, so he hugged Huang Shanshan's waist and pushed her to the side, Chen Li took this opportunity to have two mouths again, and slapped Huang Shanshan's cheeks high and swollen. Huang Shanshan slammed this heavy ruthless hand, simply gave up Chen Li, raised her foot and hit He Ranran's lower abdomen, and when He Ranran bent down to protect her belly, she grabbed her hair again and threw it to the side.

He Ranran was coldly beaten this time, his abdomen was like a twist, a large bead of sweat fell on his head, and he was hit hard again, and he fell to the ground with a "bang". She felt a pain in the back of her head and lost consciousness completely.

Before losing consciousness, He Ran thought angrily, man, there is really no good thing. Family and friendship and love, to hell with it.

There was a long silence.

When she woke up again, before she opened her eyes, there was a young boy's voice in her ears: "Auntie, the second sister is awake!" He Ranran thought it was the cheap younger brother of Xiao Sansheng at first, but when he saw the strange two women and one man who came in, he immediately closed his eyes and shook his head, wanting to erase everything he saw.

What a weird art style!

The man had long hair and a beard, and he was elegant, the woman was older and had her hair in a bun, and the other was a pretty little girl with pigtails.

What the hell is this, those people don't look like doctors and nurses. He Ranran shook his head, but found a faint pain in the back of his head.

She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, but her eyelashes couldn't help shaking, and she was terrified of the fact that she had crossed over.

When she was in high school, He Ranran didn't have time to read novels and Korean dramas like other female classmates, she had to seize every minute and every second to study. However, the girl's heart is more or less secretly read a few romance novels.

Instead of depicting the scene in the house, just looking at the way these people spoke, He Jiaxian had to admit that he might have crossed over, or borrowed the corpse to resurrect the soul - this is an incredible fact.

From the concerned words of these ancients, He Ranran roughly figured out that the owner of the body, called He Jiaxian, didn't know how to fall to the ground, and the back of his head was broken and blood was flowing all over the ground.

Seeing her wake up, several people were very happy, and the man ordered someone to ask the doctor to come and check the pulse, and after coming to the conclusion that "there is no hindrance, only need to rest and recuperate", he was greatly relieved, and stood farther away, leaving only the woman around her.

The woman with her hair in a bun whispered: "Xian'er, this life has been picked up, don't run around in the future, the backyard has been dilapidated for a long time, and no one has taken care of it for a long time, so you can run there in a dignified manner!" He Jiaxian knew from her concerned words that this was a relative, so he nodded and said that he had listened.

Another woman who came in with the footsteps, with a happy face, carried a bowl of millet porridge, rushed over and hugged her snot and tears flowed down, complaining: "Poor Xian'er, it's good to wake up, if you have three long and two short, what can my mother do......" and took the millet porridge and fed it to her.

He Jiaxian was indeed hungry, and he didn't shirk it, so he took the woman's hand and swallowed it one bite at a time.

The girl with pigtails whispered at this time: "Second sister, it's good if you wake up, I'm so worried about you." Daddy and aunt don't mention it for the time being, my aunt and uncle have been living at home for several days, and they are all anxious about you. ”

The woman who had combed her hair in a bun smiled gently at her and nodded: "It's good to wake up, my hanging heart can be put down." Tao'er has been noisily going home these days, and we'll go back later. ”

He Jiaxian took a closer look at this aunt who really cared about him, dressed generously, just with Jin Bu Sha, two of them were inserted on her head, and her wrists were ringed, because of the wide sleeves, she couldn't see how much she was wearing, so she must have more than one pair.

His face was very pale, and he couldn't hide his haggard look even after wiping the incense powder on his face...... The age should be less than thirty.

The woman who fed her porridge was her mother—she looked no more than thirty years old. Dressed plainly, with a face like a silver platter, and gentle eyebrows and eyes, she is similar to the ancient middle-aged women described in the book, but He Jiaxian doesn't like her complaining tone, which is the same as her mother in her previous life. I just don't know if it's always been like this, or if I'm in a hurry with her and I'm in a panic.

The man should be his uncle by looking at his age, and when his aunt looked at him from time to time, he knew that the two were husband and wife. What's more, the younger sister with pigtails pointed when she said her aunt and uncle.

Tao'er is ten years old, beautiful and cute, and is the only son of her aunt and uncle.

The man glanced at her seriously, his concern was hidden, and He Jiaxian knew that he had saved his life, so he couldn't help but take the initiative to smile at him gratefully. The man was a little surprised, panicked, and turned his face away unnaturally. Immediately, he turned his head again, and a hint of warning flashed in his eyes.

What the hell is this?

He Jiaxian took a look, what about his father? Wouldn't it be another life without a father?

As if noticing what she was looking at, the woman saw that the millet porridge in the bowl was gone, so she handed it to her sister casually, and whispered with relief: "Your father has gone to school, and it is estimated that he will come back later." ”

It's good to have a father, it's good to have a father. What are you afraid of later, at least there is a dad.

In his previous life, he was fed up with the lack of his father's care. Not to mention the bullying between neighbors and relatives for the time being, not to mention the decadence and financial constraints of the lack of pillars in the family, occasionally people ask about her father, and the embarrassment that she can't open her mouth is really a scar that cannot be erased in her heart.

Thinking of this, He Jiaxian was reluctant to recall the hardships of the past, so he only shirked the headache, rejected his mother Xu's concerned chatter, and quietly looked at the furnishings in the house, probably just an ordinary solid family. On the contrary, it was his uncle Gu Qing who made Qi Yu Xuanang, wearing a Panyun brocade robe and wearing a dusty shirt, so it seems that the Gu family is in a very good situation.

When He Jiaxian looked at Gu Qingrang and his wife, he found that his sister was also looking at Gu Qingrang. This man is indeed good-looking. It is not only different from the copper smell of his father He Shuli, but also different from the youth of his adolescent male classmates in the same class.

Hurry up and stare at it twice, after all, it's not my family who lives here, maybe I won't see Ming'er today.

But I heard a coquettish voice in my ear: "Sister, what are you staring at your uncle?" There was obviously some dissatisfaction in her voice, and her sister frowned and looked at herself, pouting.

He Jiaxian vaguely felt that it was the heart of a little girl, and she spoke crisply, so she smiled lightly at her sister.

The younger sister's name is He Jiahui, fourteen years old, and she is born with picturesque and beautiful eyebrows. It's just that there is no naïve romance in his eyes, but his eyes are dripping, cunning and clever.

He Ranran used to be an only daughter, and suddenly had a younger sister, and she couldn't help but get used to it, and her intuition didn't like it.

He also told himself to follow the customs of the country, the ancients got married early, He Jiahui was about to be married, and according to the age of this era, he could already marry someone, so he was precocious. Maybe the original owner, He Jiaxian, is also a mature and sophisticated girl.

Speaking of maturity, He Ranran sighed lightly in his heart. She was just a girl less than eighteen years old, she should have been held by her parents in the palm of her hand as a pearl, she was ignorant of the world, she was dedicated to studying, and occasionally she had the little feelings of a girl.

But her parents have been divorced since she was a child, and she is used to seeing the entanglement and filth of her parents at home over the years, and she is used to being more cheesy and realistic than other classmates.

In the past, she was a little disgusted with herself, but after crossing over, she couldn't help but feel a little happy. If it is really as simple and immature as the eighteen-year-old flower season rainy season now, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive in ancient times.