Sister, don't close your eyes, open them, open your eyes and look at Xiangxiang, sister. Woooooooo

It hurts, the head, it hurts...

There are small hands grabbing the clothes on their chests and tugging.

What sounded in his ears was the crying of a timid girl, the sound made Qin Mo wake up a lot from his half-awake and half-dreaming state, his head was very painful, his eyelids were heavy as if there was a thousand gold iron pressing on them, he couldn't open them, and his body couldn't move, he only heard the soft crying sound in his ears, this voice, sounded, with a rustling texture, and it seemed that the urn sound was angry, with some cuteness...

Who's crying, Xiangxiang?! Who is Xiangxiang?

Sister. You open your eyes and look at Xiangxiang.

The soft voice seemed to be closer than just now, Qin Mo felt a hot breath sweeping on his face for a moment, like the feeling of fine soft hairs brushing over his face, as if something was moving over little by little, sniffing out the weak panting breath in the air, someone should be carrying something bulky, listening to this wheezing force with a sense of difficulty.

'Pop' suddenly something dripped onto Qin Mo's face, as if with a vague heat, and then a little cool.

Seeping in from the corners of the mouth, salty, it's tears!

Qin Mo, who had his eyes closed, was taken aback

Sister, give it to you. You can open your eyes after eating, Xiangxiang doesn't want you to close your eyes like this, my mother is gone, Xiangxiang hasn't eaten for two days, and my sister will starve to death if she doesn't open her eyes again-?!

Whining... After finishing speaking, there was another cry of his own.

Qin Mo was even more frightened, where was she now?! How do you feel the cold around you, isn't this the summer in Jiang'an City?! In the city of the three major furnaces along the Yangtze River, the air conditioner is turned on at home every day, and Qin Mo can't sleep very late every night, how can he feel cold at this time? !

What's even more terrifying is who the is this Xiangxiang.

Does her cousin have the name Xiangxiang...?!

She was just knocked out by her angry father who hit her head with the bottom of a wine bottle.

How did he regain his consciousness, but he felt weirdly that everything around him was wrong.

Even with his eyes closed, Qin Mo felt that this body was as light as a swallow, and even this little strength couldn't even peel off his eyelids, not like Qin Mo at all.

Alas, think about it, Dad always quarrels with Mom at home, quarreling over trivial matters, Qin Mo grew up in an environment of domestic violence since she was a child, and this time because she is about to face a job assignment problem after graduating from college, Mom and Dad have a difference of opinion, Dad is angry and copies the guy, Mom is not to be outdone, every time she sees this scene, Qin Mo, who is disgusted, runs over to pull the fight as always, but this time, as a result, as soon as Dad's hand is raised, the wine bottle accidentally hit her head.

After smashing down, Qin Mo at that time only felt that the whole person was stripped of his muscles and bones, and his head was spinning, and then, he didn't know anything.

When I woke up, I always felt that something was wrong.

Just thinking about it, something hard knocked on her chin, Qin Mo didn't want to open her mouth, she didn't have the strength to open her mouth now, but something was slimy, seeping in from the tightly closed lip line.

Is it water?! No, it's slimy, it's a little bitter, and it seems to have a little sweetness, what is it to eat.

Qin Mo, who had been lying with his eyes closed all the time, suddenly seemed to taste something, sweet potato, is it a sweet potato...

Qin Mo rarely eats sweet potatoes, but the school is an agricultural university, and she majored in agriculture, and her family is a traditional one, with a bit of scholarly meaning on her ancestors.

So in the university, in the cafeteria, some miscellaneous grains and grains are boiled and then served to students.

Sweet potato, it is indeed a sweet potato, this taste, Qin Mo really ate it...

It's just that what kind of sweet potato is this bitter potato, this bitter taste makes Qin Mo, who keeps being filled with sweet potato soup in her mouth, cry bitterly, but she can't open her eyes to stop it...

Hey――

Suddenly, a high-pitched female voice pulled up from far and near, from a long distance, and then said as she walked, the sharp and tactful voice and emphasis, like the tip of a needle, pierced Qin Mo's ears rumbled-

Xiao Xiang'er, just a little orphan is still living in this dilapidated house, now this situation, there is a famine everywhere, my second son has not eaten enough, it is the disaster relief food distributed by the court at the head of the village, Grandma Li, who is in charge of the rice, saw that your family was dead, and saw that your pitiful scoop gave you half a bowl of red soup, heh, but you are good, you don't eat it, but feed it to a dead man, and waste the food--!

Bring it to me!

The tone of the voice that spoke was that of a half-old lady, and her voice was full of energy, and she felt that it was definitely not the same physique as the skinny Qin Mo who was lying here.

The hard thing on Qin Mo's chin was suddenly removed, because the force was too great, and when he moved away, it suddenly hit Qin Mo's chin, making Qin Mo feel a slight pain, originally this body was light, even if it was a small force, it would feel very painful, just like Qin Mo at this moment was almost about to cry when he was in such pain.

Mom that x. This time Qin Mo finally felt that things were really weird, she didn't know this fragrant fragrance at all, there was a famine, what age is it, TV series, where will there be a famine, what makes her creepy is that the cold wind has been blowing all the time, the fresh smell is a little damp, the air has changed, this thing is hard when she sleeps in her body, the two bones on Qin Mo's back are painful, and she has long felt that this bed is wrong, this hard like a board, it is definitely not the Korean leather bed with Simmons mattress that she once lived in.

No-

It seemed that someone was going to snatch it, and the little girl next to the bed refused to give the bowl out, and there was an angry and childish riback.

You little slut who wants to die!

This woman didn't seem to expect that this little person, the little girl who had not been weaned in her voice, would dare to say no to her, and her anger soared all of a sudden, such a young person who wanted to collect debts, it was good to have a son in ancient times, and everyone in the village had to celebrate, knowing that your family had a son, and that there would be labor in the future and they would be afraid of this family, and that the daughter would lose money and goods, and that she would come to waste food, who would take a daughter's family into account, even if she was bullied, no one in the village would seek justice for this, not to mention the little widow who didn't even have a mother, and now she strangled the lord who no one cared about, It's just that he has taken on one more sin, but he still dares to say 'no' to her Liu Rong's family, isn't this looking for death, this voice can hear the thick anger in Qin Mo's ears, and the words are even more scolding some rough words.

No. I don't give. Sister.

I didn't expect this little girl to cry all of a sudden. Howling and crying and screaming for her sister.

And it seems that this woman didn't expect this little girl to suddenly cry loudly.

As the saying goes, the more pitiful people are, the more sympathetic they are, and there are always a group of people who want to point fingers at this.

Pop -- the clay bowls that were fighting in the air grabbed each other at once, and they didn't let them fall to the ground and fell into several large pieces.

The black, moldy sweet potato soup was sprinkled in the middle of the broken bowl.

When the woman saw this, she was stupid.

The bowl fell, and the sweet potato soup couldn't be taken to his second boy.

I have no choice but to leave it at that.

You rotten little black mold head-

Looking at the black slimy slurry water, it's really a pity, now this natural disaster and drought can't grow anything, so I rely on the imperial court to help some disaster relief food and go to the mountains to find something to eat, the wild vegetables are all dug up, can have a little food, it's really not easy, seeing this half bowl of sweet potato soup thought that it could be eaten by his second son and was ruined by this little prostitute.

I had to look at the ground unwillingly, squinting and scolding at this little girl.

And the little girl also saw that half a bowl of sweet potato soup was gone.

was even more aggrieved than the adult standing in front of him, and as soon as he sat on the stone steps next to the bed, he hugged his arms and cried fiercely.

Sister. I don't have anything to eat for my sister...

Hmph, sister, your sister who received a thousand knives has long since died, a dead little prostitute. Phew, no wonder your family is short-lived, no one cares about you, look at how many days you little prostitute can survive-

In this famine year, there was no food to eat, and naturally no one came to take care of this little thing, so after only two days, he came to collect the corpse.

Just dig a hole and bury it.

Think about people who don't live more than a few days. Liu Rong's family thinks about what it takes to talk to a villain who is going to die.

While scolding, he dragged his thick waist out of the house with hatred.

Only this little girl was left sitting on the ground crying sadly.

Sister... Sister. Without her sister, sooner or later she would have to die.

She's so young that she doesn't understand anything.

There is no way to support yourself.

My mother died, and so did my sister. Died himself...

Whining. Sister...

My little stomach was hungry, I was crying and my stomach was growling, I hadn't eaten for two days, and my stomach hurt.

As soon as he thought of it, the little man's hand slowly moved to his stomach and patted it upwards to comfort himself that he was not hungry or hungry.

Incense - incense -

Suddenly, a hoarse voice slashed the vocal cords with all his strength, and the trembling timbre was like the wind smoothly hitting the tissue paper, and the trembling sound came from the bed behind him with insufficient strength.

Wiping her tears, Xiao Xiang'er turned her head towards the voice in a daze.

The little face was mixed with tears and snot, wiped like a flower cat.

As soon as Qin Mo turned his head, he saw that those big and bright eyes like black grapes were so refreshing.

Sister. Sister.

Immediately woke up, the little man's face immediately smiled, like a blooming flower, two small hands retracted to his chest, and ran over from the bed with a happy face.

Sister. They all said that their sister wouldn't be able to take care of Xiangxiang anymore. I don't care about Xiangxiang, but Xiangxiang doesn't believe it, I don't believe it.

As soon as Xiangxiang ran over, her clear and innocent eyes, her little hand grabbed Qin Mo's sleeve, and her expression, which was so depressed just now, suddenly became richer, and her whole body was full of clean aura like brilliance, as if she saw Qin Mo open his eyes, the whole person became lively and happy, and he was alive again.