Anjia's house has adobe walls, a black tile roof, five upper rooms, six side rooms, a firewood house, a latrine and a pigsty in the open space outside the back door, a few steps away from the main house, such a specification, not the first in the village, it is definitely eye-catching.

There are five upper rooms, an old husband and wife live in two, and the other four An Muyan occupy one outside, which is a large room, two rooms, three rooms, and four rooms An Zhengquan has not yet married, and lives alone.

There are three wings on both sides, that is, six rooms, one is a kitchen, one is a sundries, and the other four rooms, An Zhengfu and Xiao Li live in one, Zhu and Gangzi occupy one, An Yali in the big room and An Yeer and An Caoer in the second room occupy one, and the third brother An Zhengshuang is not at home all year round, so the third sister-in-law Wang is alone in one room.

An Muyan stood there quietly and watched, not speaking, a few children couldn't go out to play when it was dark, standing under the window in the room and silently looking at their sister-in-law, in their little hearts, they couldn't be provoked.

When I was young, I took the original owner to play, and accidentally fell and knocked. When you come back, you will be beaten by Grandma Li. Slowly, they didn't dare to take the original owner to play.

Although the original owner was a fool, no one in the village dared to bully her.

When the original owner was five years old, he played in the village. Stoned by the children of the village. Later, the Li family knew about it, and he carried a knife to cut down people's doors. Splashed the yard with dung.

After being known by the people in the village, no one dared to bully the original owner.

"Bao'er, come and take a shower." Li's loud voice interrupted An Muyan's thoughts.

"Here we are."

A wooden barrel was specially made by Daddy Ann for the original owner.

"Hmm...... It's so comfortable! An Muyan felt that the pores all over his body were open.

"Good Bao'er, don't move, you're just right, what should I do if I hurt you. The second one, come and pack up all the things for your little sister. An Muyan wanted to pour the bath water himself. Li immediately shouted when he saw it. I don't know, I think An Muyan has done something extremely dangerous.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

"Bao'er, be obedient, wash up and go to bed"

"Okay, thank you, sister-in-law." An Muyan was a little helpless. But he is also willing to coax the old lady.

An Muyan lay on the bed, but couldn't sleep. Thinking about my past life. For as long as I can remember, I grew up in an orphanage, stumbling alone. I finally made some money through hard work.

Before I can enjoy it, the end is coming, others have all kinds of abilities, and I have become a zombie.

or became a pet zombie in captivity by others. Finally, the ability level is high, and he escapes from the palm of the great pervert.

I've worked hard to get my abilities to the highest level, and the Zombie King hasn't had enough. Fighting with the big pervert, fighting and fighting, he actually crossed over.

I haven't been able to enjoy it for any day, so I wear it to a place where it's nothing. What a sad heart.

Thinking about it, An Muyan slowly fell into a deep sleep.

"Old woman, did you say that Bao'er's life was over? There will be no more trouble. Father An was lying on the bed and asked Li who was mending his clothes.

"What do you want? Bo'er is doing well. The monk said that Bao'er would not live to be twelve years old, and that he was not good yet, and I don't think he was right. But ah, we'll have to take her to make a vow when we wait for the Hokke temple meeting. Although Li didn't think so, he still had to take his little girl to see it just in case. The little girl has just passed her twelfth birthday, and now she is thirteen years old. So what the monk said wasn't entirely right.

"Okay, you remember it yourself, I don't have a good memory." Father An said with a smile, this mother-in-law said that she didn't believe it, but she actually believed it.

Father Ann remembered that time, when Bao'er had just been born. The monk passed by Anjiahuayuan, and Father An saw that he was wearing tatters, so he gave him a few copper plates and pinched a rice ball for him.

"You have a relationship with me, your girl was born stupid, and she won't live to be twelve years old." After the monk finished speaking, he left, regardless of Father An's scolding on him.

Later, I found out that the monk was right, Bao'er was indeed born stupid. So the two have been doting on An Baoer, hoping that she can live past the age of twelve. Father An sighed a little, hoping that Bao'er's fate had been solved.

"Old woman, come and sleep, it's too dark, be careful of hurting your eyes."

"Just come, I'll make it up right away. You go to sleep first. ”

I had a good night's sleep, and when An Muyan woke up again, it was already dawn.

When I woke up, I found that all the adults in the family were gone. There was only a bunch of little kids at home.

"Sister-in-law, your meal is in the kitchen. Are you going to eat it now? I'll take it out for you? Several children looked at An Muyan and didn't dare to speak, but in the end, Zhu couldn't help but open his mouth.

"Take it out and put it on the table, I'll wash my face first."

After An Muyan washed his face, there were two white-flour steamed buns and a plate of pickles on the table.

A few little kids looked at An Muyan with blank eyes. To be exact, looking at the white-flour steamed buns in the bowl. An Muyan can eat it almost every day. But a few children can only eat it during the Chinese New Year.

The eldest of the children was no more than ten years old, and the youngest was five or six years old. With so many pairs of eyes looking at her, she really couldn't eat it.

"I ask you, which of you is older and who is small?" An Muyan's memory was a little confused. The main thing is that there are not many memories of the original owner. The original owner's memory, except for Father An and Li's family, was all about food. For example, people who don't give something to eat, or people who give something to eat.

"I was the oldest twelve, and the leaf was the second, eleven. Yali is the third, ten years old. Lai Jin and Yin are the same age, eight years old. Cao'er is seven years old. "If you don't ask, you think you're only seven or eight years old, and you look small and thin. Especially Cao'er, who looks like a five or six-year-old.

"Come here." An Muyan beckoned. Hearing An Muyan's call, several people moved forward slowly.

"Here, a little bit for each person." An Muyan divides a steamed bun into six parts. I kept one for myself, and I didn't have the strength to eat. A steamed bun can only cushion the stomach.

"Sister Ye, it's so sweet." Cao'er's little face was full of intoxication.

The sister-in-law, Xiao Li, sometimes took advantage of the absence of Father An and Li to deduct the food of the original owner to Zhu and Anyali. And An Laijin and An Laiyin's father, An Zhengshuang, is a shopkeeper in the town, so he will naturally secretly bring them some food.

The second brother An Zhenggui and the second sister-in-law Lin are honest and cowardly. Naturally, it will not deduct the original owner's food. The leaves and grass will not eat such white-flour steamed buns until the New Year.

Watching a few children eat a steamed bun and chew it slowly, as if they were eating delicacies from the mountains and seas.

An Muyan thought while eating steamed buns, "Now you should earn some money to improve your life, I eat white noodles every day, while the two old people eat bran vegetables." The two are also old, and if they don't supplement their nutrition, they probably won't live long.

Well? There should be some game in a place like this, so let these kids take it with you. ”

"Wait, do you have any work to do?" An Muyan looked at a few small beans.