"Shui'er, you can't bear to go like this, it's my mother who hurt you!"

"Eldest sister, don't sleep, wake up quickly, Dabao will never steal chicken soup in the future, and leave it to the eldest sister."

On the dilapidated earthen kang lay a stiff girl, her eyes were locked, her face was not bloody, her cheeks were deeply sunken, and she was severely malnourished.

The woman along the kang, Zhao, was so heartbroken that she stroked her daughter's cold little hand, and her tears fell down like a broken thread, and Li Zheng ordered that two sturdy hunters should be sent to pull her daughter to the back mountain tonight.

In the end, she was pregnant and gave birth in October, how did she Zhao make it.

If he could, Zhao would rather die for his daughter.

A few months ago, in order to supplement the family's livelihood, my husband left his position as a teacher in the village and went to the northeast with a neighboring village, surnamed Lin, to collect wild ginseng.

Who knows, there is no news of her husband's departure, and her in-laws insist that Zhao Shike killed her husband, and drove Zhao's mother to the broken cowshed in the north of the village.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, how can a mother bear to watch her daughter die of illness.

In the cold winter, the mother-in-law insisted that Shui'er went to the field to dig the hibernating field chicken, and the mother-in-law said that Brother Chun of the big house liked to drink the chicken porridge the most, and after a few days, the water was sick, and the nephew of the big house was drinking hot porridge on the hot pit, and the mother-in-law was reluctant to give Shui'er a penny to see the disease.

"Mother, it's Dabao who is not good, Dabao shouldn't have secretly drunk the pheasant soup, the soup is the eldest sister waiting for help, Dabao knows it's wrong, woo."

Dabao wiped his nose and tears, and the little man's nose was red from the cold.

"Dabao, my stupid boy, I don't blame you, it's the chicken soup that your lobby brother secretly drank, you ......"

Holding Dabao tightly, Zhao's grievances were all vented, she picked up the frozen pheasant halfway, and finally she could make up for the water, but she was secretly drunk by Brother Dafang Chun, and Dabao was picking up the chicken soup with broken chicken bones and dregs on the ground.

Seeing that his daughter's wrist was getting colder and colder, Zhao's whole person threw himself on Shui'er and cried bitterly, "My hard-working daughter! Oh, my God! Who's going to save us! ”

"Ahem..."

Mu Shui'er coughed lightly, her chest was pressed heavily and she almost couldn't breathe.

Mu Shui'er never imagined that she was an international gold medal Michelin chef who crossed the strange dynasty here due to a car accident for no reason.

The headache was very bad, and her stomach seemed to be drilled, Mu Shui'er felt that her limbs were falling apart, and she forced herself to open her eyes, and at first glance she saw a sad woman with a face full of tears.

When the woman saw Mu Shui'er wake up, it was as if she had picked up a huge treasure, her head kept shaking, like a rattle, and she cried out happily, "Shui'er, you're really okay, my child!" ”

"The eldest sister is not dead, the eldest sister has woken up, mother, it is the Lord of the Stove who has appeared."

Dabao also shook his head with Zhao.

Zhao, who was crying with joy, hurriedly got up and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, "The chicken soup was stolen and drunk, but my mother hid an egg in the stove hole, and my mother will get you egg custard." ”

As Zhao spoke, he took Dabao to the small kitchen on the right.

After a while, Mu Shui'er was left alone in the house.

At this moment, Mu Shui'er looked at the dilapidated thatched hut here, it was cold winter at the moment, and the wind kept blowing in through the hole, which was biting, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Mu Shui'er thought that she was also a gold medal Michelin chef in the 21st century, but she had crossed over to this place, and almost became a starving corpse, and she would really be laughed to death when she said it.

At the moment, whether she laughs or not, Mu Shui'er thinks about the opportunity of how to change the life of the family.

Since he took away the body of the original owner, Mu Shui'er knew that he had the obligation to let the relatives of the original owner live well.

"Eldest sister, my mother is making egg custard, it's okay once, are you hungry now, eat some broad beans." Oh, is it good for Dabao to feed the eldest sister? ”

The little boy in rags looks like he is only five years old, with small arms and thin legs, and thin yellow muscles.

"Dabao, don't let the eldest sister eat broad beans, the eldest sister just woke up and can't eat these things."

Zhao brought a bowl of hot chicken soup, with a few green onions floating on it, and the color was very good-looking.

Seeing the porridge, Mu Shui'er's stomach muttered wildly, she was so hungry that she really wanted to swallow all the egg custard in her stomach.

"Shui'er, be careful of burning your mouth."

Here, Zhao carefully pinched the small wooden spoon, stirring it and blowing it gently.

I was really hungry, Mu Shui'er opened her mouth, her throat clicked twice, and the lubricated egg custard entered her throat, which was so refreshing and warmed her stomach.

"Well, it smells so good."

Rao is Mu Shui'er, who has seen countless delicacies in her previous life, and a gold medal chef like her actually thinks that the quaint bowl of egg custard here is the best food in the world.

The younger brother Xiaobao's incomparably clear eyes stared at the eldest sister tightly, as if the eldest sister was not drinking egg custard, but drinking the elixir and jade liquid that could prolong life.

"Silly boy, don't worry, there's still something in the pot."

Zhao watched his daughter eat, and stroked Mu Shui'er's messy hair with great pity, as long as her daughter was safe, even if she exchanged her life.

After a few clicks, Mu Shui'er drank the egg custard, her stomach didn't hurt so much, and her body seemed to have recovered a lot of strength, looking at her mother, she was only about thirty-five years old, and she was wearing coarse linen clothes with a lot of patches on it, but her mother's appearance was extremely beautiful, and her smile was extraordinarily extraordinary, definitely not like an ordinary peasant woman.

"Your sister must be very happy to see you when she comes back from helping your grandmother collect firewood!"

Speaking of this, Zhao was so emotional that he hugged Mu Shui'er tightly.

Mu Shui'er inherited the memory of the original owner and learned that since Xiucai's father went to the northeast to dig ginseng, there was no news, and her grandmother drove her mother and sister and brother out, and she and her older sister Mu Qianyue were assigned by her grandmother to work.

Mu Shui'er was sick and unconscious, her sister Mu Qianyue still helped her grandmother work, and that egg was quietly stolen by Mu Qianyue from the kitchen of her aunt's big house, who asked her grandmother not to treat Mu Shui'er, so Mu Qianyue would steal it.

"Mother, when my sister comes back, let her stop helping grandma work, the cousin of the big house is tall and big, and he wants to work and let him do it!"

Between speaking, Mu Shui'er's eyes had a hint of perseverance.

What Zhao didn't expect was that you must know that her daughter Shui'er in the past had a temperamental temperament, and now she is sick like she has changed her temperament, so it's okay, it's better to be stronger than to be bullied.

"Eldest sister, I've wanted to say this for a long time." Xiaobao's cute big eyes were full of brilliance, and she looked at Mu Shui'er very playfully.

Mu Shui'er looked at Xiaobao's younger brother, how cute he was, but he was too thin, she firmly believed that with her good cooking skills, she would be able to take this family out of the predicament.

"Brother Xiaobao, the eldest sister will not let you be so thin in the future, the eldest sister will definitely make you look white and fat."

Mu Shui'er looked at her brother lovingly and stroked her brother's little tiger head.

Zhao looked at Mu Shui'er like this, and felt more and more that her daughter had changed, seeing her daughter say this, she was willing to believe that her eldest daughter would get better one day.