Pain......

Pain in the abdomen like knots and pulling......

Cheng Yangyang, who was lying on the bed, was woken up by a cramping pain in his abdomen.

I'm so hungry......

Cheng Yangyang cursed secretly, and stood up with his hands on the bed.

She looked in shock at a dirty, dilapidated house in front of her.

There are only three earthen walls, uh...... One side of the room, which was barely considered a house, was half collapsed, and the thatch on the roof had pressed the space in the room very low and dark because of the collapsed place.

And then...... The bed she slept in just now......

The foot of the bed was made of mud blocks of varying heights, and the slats were crossed by branches and covered with a layer of unknown withered thatch, from which she woke up and rolled down.

Other than that, there was nothing else in the house!

Where is she? Dreaming?

Cheng Yangyang raised his hand and pinched herself, the pain made her nose sour, and tears fell immediately, she pinched the flesh, why did it hurt the bones?

Looking down, Cheng Yangyang realized that this body was not her body.

Her dark complexion, her skinny arms break at the touch of a touch, the skin on her hands is wrinkled, and her dog-like nails have dried mud.

Cheng Yangyang struggled to get up from the ground, she was very thirsty now, and she wanted to wash her hands and face to see if this arm was really muddy.

Before she could stand firmly, she heard the sound of people talking outside, both men and women, and there were many people, what happened?

"Flower matchmaker, this is it, you slow down......"

A man's flattering voice rang out.

"Ouch, it's hard to leave!" a contrived female voice, mixed with disgust.

Cheng Yangyang stood up and found that this body was too weak, and the reason for her weakness was of course because she was hungry, and her stomach cramped with every step she took against the wall, as if she was protesting that there was nothing in her stomach.

She had barely reached the so-called doorway of the house, and before she could see what it was like outside, she saw a group of men in patched clothes walking towards her.

"Dumb girl, hurry, come out and meet the flower matchmaker!" the middle-aged man who walked in front shouted at her.

Cheng Yangyang was a little puzzled, was the dumb girl calling her? But besides her, there seemed to be no one else around her.

Also, why are they dressed like this? Even if they wear patches, why do they still wear clothes that resemble period costumes?

Cheng Yangyang didn't speak, and the people who came seemed to be used to her not talking, and a group of people came over with a fat woman wearing a red dress that had almost been washed white.

Everyone walked up to her, and except for the fat woman in red, everyone else had expressions of joy on their faces, as if something good was about to happen.

Of course, something good was about to happen, and the next conversation between the middle-aged man and the fat woman who had been walking in front shocked her family.

"Flower matchmaker, look, just this girl, what's going on?"

The fat woman in red clothes is the flower matchmaker in the man's mouth, her calculating eyes looked at Cheng Yangyang's body, stepped forward and dragged her arm like an animal to turn her around a few times, and put her hands up and down, almost touching her whole body.

After reading it, she threw Cheng Yangyang in disgust, and Cheng Yangyang fell to the ground, but the people present didn't care about whether she was good or not, they only cared about how the woman looked.

The flower matchmaker clapped her hands and opened her mouth disdainfully, "Half a bag of rough noodles."

When the man heard this, he seemed a little dissatisfied, "Ahhh

The group of men and women behind the man who were watching the excitement also echoed, "That's it, it's too little."

"Flower matchmaker, look, the dumb girl doesn't look bad, you can give half a bag", the middle-aged man and the fat woman bargained.

But the fat woman had a tough attitude, but she refused to let her, "Lao Wang, I will give you half a bag, you don't know what to do, this kind of girl I have to feed her half a bag when I take it back before I dare to tell people, this looks like a monkey, who dares to ask for it."

Does the woman look like a monkey?

Cheng Yangyang got up from the ground and subconsciously looked down at his appearance...... Why is there no neat piece of clothing on her body?

"Ouch, flower matchmaker, how can she eat well, just give her a few meals of forage and wild vegetables or something", a passer-by in the crowd had an idea, and the tone seemed to be very worthless for Cheng Yangyang to eat rough noodles?

"Then you take it back and feed her fodder", the matchmaker said, choking back.

She had eaten this group of people thoroughly, thinking that she would pick up a girl and go back to the village, give her a broken house to live in, and don't care about anything else, so she sold them when she was old and gave the village a meal of rough noodles to eat.

She didn't want to care about these things, after all, there are too many such things now, but the people in Wangjia Village are too much, look at this girl is so thin, how can she go to takeout?

If it weren't for her eyes open, she would have thought that this girl was out of breath.

Of course, the passer-by who was scolded back by the flower matchmaker couldn't take Cheng Yangyang back to feed, and the girls and babies picked up in the village were all staring, and everyone wanted to work for free.

But if she wants to work, she has to give her food, and the food is not counted, and in the end, she has to share it equally with the village if she sells herself, and no one wants to suffer this loss.

The other people present also had the same thoughts, which is why after they picked her up, no one cared about her, and just let her fend for herself in the back mountain.

If she died, then they would dig a pit at most and bury the person, and if she didn't die, when she was about the same age, she would find a matchmaker to sell the person for food, and each family in the village could still get a bowl and a half bowl.

"What's the matter, I'm not happy", the flower matchmaker spoke again, "I know, the people in your Wangjia Village are stingy, and the people of a village can't raise a girl, and they don't like to sell!"

As she spoke, the flower matchmaker was about to leave, but was stopped by the middle-aged man who took the lead.

"Ouch, Sister Hua", the man's tone was begging, as if he had made a difficult decision, "Half a bag is half a bag, in the future, you can think more about the girls and boys in our village!"

Cheng Yangyang saw that a deal was completed under her nose, and she seemed to be the protagonist of the deal, and when the two sides were talking hotly, no one asked her opinion?

"The ......"

When everyone turned around to leave, Cheng Yangyang finally spoke, but because she really didn't have much strength, everyone didn't hear her weak voice.

Seeing a group of people coming over with great interest and leaving slightly disappointed, Cheng Yangyang was even more inexplicable, but she finally got some useful news.

Now she can be sure that she seems to have crossed over?

In the face of this sudden change, Cheng Yangyang could only obey the arrangement of fate.

However, the place is really dirty and messy!