To say that Du Juan has been lying on the bed and pretending to be dead all day, she has always accepted the fact that her soul has inexplicably crossed over to Yang Xiuxiu.

Yes, she forced herself to fall asleep again and again, just to see if she could go back to modern times. After tossing for so long, she has tried dozens of times in a deep sleep, why is the result so desperate?

It's obviously such a festive day, my brother married back a beautiful and capable sister-in-law, she is just a sister-in-law, what can she do, how can she wear it?

Now, there is another woman's memory in her brain for no reason, and she is really a little caught off guard. To say that this Yang Xiuxiu is definitely a superb woman, all the abilities of her life have been used to abuse the dearest people around her, and it is really embarrassing to end up with a broken family.

Thinking that he still occupies the body of such a superb woman, can there be hope for the future? A poor home, a husband with a discordant relationship, and a half-old child, it's really enough.

What made Du Juan desperate was far more than that, and after searching the memories left by Yang Xiuxiu, she knew that she had traveled to a place called Taoli Village. Although it is not a poor mountain and a bad water, the poor and backward people have not run away after all, the population is not large, and the house-to-house life can only be regarded as barely making ends meet.

Even in this environment, Yang Xiuxiu still died like this, and she just gambled her family money. If it weren't for Su Li's monthly income, and her diligent work on weekdays, it is estimated that this family would not have been able to survive for a long time. Thinking of this, Du Juan's heart instantly cooled half, and she was afraid that she would not be able to go back, so wouldn't this home become her home?

After tossing and turning on the bed for a long time, the cuckoo reluctantly got out of bed.

Although the situation she is experiencing now is really terrible, after all, the sky has not yet fallen. After a series of psychological achievements, the cuckoo quickly convinced himself. Life and death are just a thought, if you want to escape, it is nothing more than hanging yourself and jumping into the river to drink **, and it is naturally a hundred to die. However, if you want to live, you can't go on like this.

As soon as he walked out of the door, a thin figure broke into the cuckoo's sight. Even though this figure was facing away from her at this time, she still reacted quickly, this little guy must be Su Li and Yang Xiuxiu's three-year-old son, Su Nancy.

Sunancy? It's a nice name. This Su Li is worthy of having read a book, and the name taken by a little ink in his stomach is not bad. At the end of the day, it's just a hard-working child.

It is said that the children of the poor are in charge of the house early, but after all, this child is only three years old, and he has been forced by his mother to learn to take care of the housework. Seeing Nancy busy picking and washing wild vegetables by the well at this time, the cuckoo's vision blurred little by little, she was really distressed. "Nancy, what are you doing?"

Hearing the cuckoo's voice, the little guy immediately stood up, and trotted over when he saw that it was his mother. "Mother, why did you come out? Are you hungry? Dad left you a wild vegetable paste, I'll go serve you some. ”

Seeing Nancy's fiery appearance, Cuckoo quickly intercepted him. "No, I'm not hungry."

said she wasn't hungry, but in fact, her stomach was already empty. But if a three-year-old child is asked to serve her to eat and drink, she will not be ashamed to die. She is not Yang Xiuxiu, she really can't do this kind of abuse of young children.

"Mother?" Nancy, who was stopped by the cuckoo, was obviously confused, and her little face clearly said, 'Mother, what's wrong with you?' The cuckoo was amused by the little one's bewildered expression, and unconsciously chuckled. Originally, she wanted to pinch Nancy's little face, but only to find out that this child didn't grow any meat at all, and it would be appropriate to describe it as small bean sprouts.

Seeing the cuckoo smile, although Nancy was still behind the situation, she was soon infected, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise. Although he didn't know what his mother was laughing at, as long as his mother was happy, he would be happy.

Seeing Nancy follow her silly, Cuckoo also felt comforted in her heart, and it was not so scary to come to this strange world. It's just that I can really be the mother of this baby? Although Nancy is well-behaved and filial, she can only be regarded as a cheap son after all, can she take this responsibility?

The cuckoo shook his head, let's put these things aside for the time being, now we can only take one step at a time.

"Nancy, have you eaten it yourself? Are these wild vegetables to be eaten at night? The cuckoo asked, and walked to the well on his own, and after sitting down on the small bench, he picked up the wild vegetables as Nancy did.

"Mother, I'll come." Nancy, who was watching from the sidelines, really couldn't hold on, he usually did all these jobs, why did my mother come here herself today?

"No, you just stand on the side, wait for the dishes to be washed, and I'll make something for you to eat." That's a good point, but what's 'delicious'? The cuckoo is distressed, and now there are only wild vegetables left in this family to fill their stomachs.

In the blink of an eye, the cuckoo had already washed the wild vegetables and moved to the kitchen. Let her see, oil? No. Salt? No. Seasoning? … Well, as if she had never thought about these things.

Although she had long known about Cheng Dù, who was now poor and white, in Yang Xiuxiu's memory, she was still so angry that she wanted to swear after the actual experience.

While the cuckoo was still greeting in his heart, Nancy, a capable little helper, had already helped to light the fire in the stove. Since he was sensible, his mother rarely cooked, unless he was happy to come back after winning the gambling money, he would cook a meal for him for the first time, otherwise he would have to wait for his father to come back and cook it no matter how hungry he was.

However, he heard it just now, and his mother's stomach 'growled' several times, so he thought that his mother should be hungry so she came to cook, right? It's a pity that there is nothing to eat at home now, and my mother is still injured, I don't know if my father will bring something to my mother when he comes back at night.

"Nancy, where's the cornmeal?" The cuckoo can't help it, it seems that this meal of wild vegetables can't run away, or green food without oil and salt. At this time, I'm afraid I can only comfort myself like this.

When Nancy brought the cloth bag containing the cornmeal to the cuckoo, her mouth was filled with endless bitterness as she looked at the cornmeal, the most important ration for their family. She was about to cry because of this family's poverty, if this bag of cornmeal was eaten, did it mean that their family was going to drink the northwest wind?

Thinking of this, Du Juan really hated Yang Xiuxiu in his heart, even if he hurt himself, he would also affect others.

"Mother, don't worry, my father went to work outside today, and he said that he would bring food back when he got paid." Compared with the cuckoo's bitter gourd face, Nancy is much calmer. It can be seen from his determined eyes that this child trusts his father very much.

With Nancy's information, Cuckoo is not so desperate, but he still has food tomorrow, which is okay. It's just that then again, has her requirements for life been so low now? Or is she already starting to face reality?

Because he knew that Su Li would bring back food, Du Juan left some washed wild vegetables, so he and Nancy shared the boiled wild vegetables with two people. Even so, the cuckoo was half full, but fortunately, there was finally something in her stomach, and she finally stopped cooing, and when Su Li came back, she would rub it again.

However, what Cuckoo and Nancy didn't expect was that what they were waiting for was not food, but bad news.

Originally, Du Juan thought that what happened to her now was tragic enough, but she never expected that there was no most tragic but more miserable.

"Daddy, Daddy... What happened to you? Woowoo woo ......"

In the end, the cuckoo seemed to feel as if he was detached from the whole world, his soul floating in the air empty, and his ears were filled with Nancy's mournful cry.