In early winter, the sun has just risen, shining over Xiaoyang Village, and the land is white, and from time to time there will be a cold snow wind.

It stands to reason that this kind of weather should not be in early winter, but this year we have encountered a snow disaster and drought that has not been seen in ten years.

"This ghost weather, God doesn't give us a way to live." Liu Ying was sweeping the snow in the yard, wiping her tears and muttering while sweeping.

The family is running out of food, and two more are sick, how can we live this day, will everyone be buried in the snow this winter?

The more she thought about it, the more sad she became, Liu Ying wiped her tears and turned around and went into the house.

Because of the heavy snowfall, the firewood at home is almost gone. From time to time, tigers come out to look for food in the mountains, and the villagers do not dare to go into the mountains to collect firewood to find something to eat.

If you wait at home and starve to death, you will be a whole corpse, and if you go into the mountain, there will be no bones left.

"What's wrong with Wenxin's girl, it's been burning for three days." Liu Ying entered the room, looked at the little girl lying on the kang and asked.

"Mother, I'm afraid I can't stand it." Chen Tao wiped her tears, thinking of her eldest daughter Wen Yue, who was also sick, the more desperate she became, and finally cried out loud.

For a while, the courtyard of the Wen family was filled with a sad atmosphere.

"Alas, what can be done about this, God doesn't give you a way to live." After saying that, Liu Ying sat on the ground and cried bitterly, waiting for the food at home to run out, where would they still have a way to live.

Liu Ying and Chen Tao were crying sadly, and Wen Xin on the kang suddenly moved his fingers, and then opened his eyes slowly.

As far as the eye can see, there are old beams and dilapidated tiles.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wen Xin wondered in his heart, it was really disappointing that the Hades Palace was like this. But in the end, it was the Hades Palace, and the crying made people feel deep despair.

Slowly Wenxin feels wrong, does it feel like he's dead? She obviously felt hungry and panicked, and what kind of ghosts were the two people in front of her, how they were dressed in ancient times, and they were also an old lady and a woman.

Why is this Hades Hall so strange? Wen Xin looked around, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this was like a place where people lived.

"Heart girl, you woke up, how do you feel, it seems that the fever has subsided a lot." Chen Tao's sharp eyes saw Wen Xin's rolling eyes, quickly stopped crying and sat next to Wen Xin, and probed Wen Xin's forehead with his hand, as if the fever had really subsided a lot, but at this time, Liu Ying on the ground was crying even more.

"My hard-working granddaughter, what kind of sin did I cultivate in my last life?" At this time, in Liu Ying's opinion, Wenxin's symptoms are obviously a return to the light.

Wen Xin was stunned again, who could tell her what the situation was. I obviously died of leukemia, why do I feel alive now? Could it be that she is dreaming? But is there such a real hunger feeling in dreams?

The shabby quilt quietly pinched herself, it really hurt, she was really alive.

Liu Ying finally stopped crying, and it should have dried up her tears.

"Second daughter-in-law, you are guarding here, I will go to prepare, although there is nothing at home now, I must let the girl go with peace of mind." After Liu Ying finished speaking, she remembered that there was still a roll of straw mat in her room, and she was going to get the corpse wrapped in Wenxin.

After Liu Ying left, Chen Tao looked at Wen Xin, and the more she looked, the more she felt that this girl had eased up, not like she was returning to the light.

"Wen girl, why do you look at the second aunt like this, is it uncomfortable?" Chen Tao looked at Wen Xin and asked, and couldn't help but think of Wen Yue, who was also sick.

Second uncle? Her grandfather only gave birth to his father alone, where did she get a second aunt? Wen Xin opened his mouth and didn't speak, and was stunned when he looked at the black and thin little hand, and then let out a terrible scream.

"Ah............ "This is definitely not her hand, she is twenty-five years old, how can there be a pair of children's hands, what is wrong with the world, is it the wrong way she woke up?"

Wen Xin fainted, she was starved, she hadn't been starved for twenty-five years, and now she was fainted by hunger, she felt ashamed to think about it.

The next day, Wen Xin woke up again, and heard that the courtyard was very lively, and walked out of the courtyard with a hungry body, only to see the scene of the courtyard.

"Hurry up and put the quilt on the cart, the village chief is about to leave, hurry up."

Wen Xin opened the door and a cold wind drilled into her neck, shrunk her neck and saw an old man in cotton clothes standing in the courtyard, and many people were busy working.

After being fainted by starvation, Wen Xin had an extra memory in his mind, which was the memory of this body.

"Grandpa, are we leaving the house?" Wen Xin tightened the very worn clothes on his body and asked.

The grandfather in the family is the most patriarchal, and the parents of this body are also patriarchal, and the only people in the whole family are good to her grandmother and the second uncle and second uncle.

After being familiar with the memory, since it is all crossing, why doesn't she dress as the child of the second uncle.

Wen Desheng glanced at Wen Xin, and secretly sighed that Wen Xin was hard, and it was okay to be sick like this.

"You are also ready to prepare, the village chief decided to take everyone to escape from the desert to the capital, pack up your things and go on the road together." Wen Desheng originally didn't plan to take Wen Xin with him, but when he saw Wen Xin relieved, he couldn't bear it, knowing that staying in the village was only a dead end.

Wen Xin nodded and walked towards the room, since she got sick, her grandmother was afraid that she would spread her illness to the rest of the family, so she lived in a separate room.

The Wen family's family still has some foundation, but now it is a disaster year, and it is difficult to buy food with silver.

Back in the room where she lived, Wen Xin packed up the few clothes she had in her original body, as well as ten copper plates, and looked at the package in front of her, which was all her current net worth.

"Dad, please take Yue'er with you, Yue'er will definitely die if you stay here, Dad, I beg you."

As soon as Wen Xin put the package on his back, he heard the cry of the second aunt in the courtyard, and then remembered that the eldest daughter of the second aunt, Wen Yue, was also sick.

Thinking of the second aunt taking care of herself under the premise that her daughter was still sick, Wen Xin's heart was full of emotion, and she walked out of the room quickly.

"Xifu quickly persuade your daughter-in-law, the more girl is now sick like this, it's just a burden to take her together, just leave her at home." After Wen Desheng finished speaking, he couldn't bear to look at Chen Tao's desperate expression, turned around and pushed the cart towards the courtyard.

Although he is patriarchal, it is also a life.

"Xianggong, you can't leave Yue'er at home, you can't." Chen Tao ignored the yelling, and ran quickly towards Wen Yue's room, saying that she would not let her daughter stay at home alone.

"Grandpa let my sister go with me, isn't it better for me to be sick like that, and my sister will definitely be fine." Wen Xin quickly stepped forward and stopped Wen Desheng and pleaded.

"Yes, dad let the girl go with me, I'll just carry it on my back along the way." Wen Xifu also echoed, how could his daughter not hurt.

"The second brother is wrong, there are still so many things to take at home, how can you spend your energy on a girl who is going to die, you must know how far the road to Beijing is."

Just when Wen Desheng's heart was shaken, a caustic voice sounded in the courtyard.

Wen Xin frowned fiercely when she heard this, it was Zhang Hong, the biological mother of the original body, who spoke and tortured Wen Xin a lot on weekdays, just because she was a woman, so she couldn't dress warmly and eat enough, and she had to do all the work.

And the reason why the original body gets sick is also caused by the original mother. If Zhang Hong hadn't asked Wen Xin to get up in the middle of the night to wash clothes, how could the original body be infected with the cold.

After contracting the wind and cold, she didn't give the decoction to eat, and it can be said that the original body was killed by her.