Grandma Zhao's orange-peeled old face squeezed together angrily, and before leaving, she forced her temper, glared at Ji Youyi, and spit, "Bad luck thing, I think Zhao Di was killed by you!" ”

Ji Youyi was angry, dizzy, and the person who hit the person was replaced, it can be seen that she used a lot of strength, and she was absolutely concussed.

She had been crying for a long time just now, and now she was out of breath, and she really didn't have the strength to deal with this old pious woman.

She took Ji An to kneel in front of the spirit and kowtow: "The deceased is the greatest, my mother is going to be buried, and I ask you to help." ”

Seeing this, everyone started to contribute, and Grandma Zhao's family was bored with themselves, and left with a stomach full of resentment.

With the help of the villagers, the coffin was carried, buried, and the soil was buried, and the funeral was quickly completed.

After seeing off the last folk, Ji Youyi stood at the door to catch her breath and had time to take a good look at this place.

This yard is not big, the house is a thatched house, a shed stove is built as a kitchen, a yard is enclosed by a broken fence around, there are no brick mud potholes, the furniture in the house is rough wood, some are missing arms and legs, it seems that it has been used for a long time, although the whole house is clean, but everywhere reveals a sense of poverty.

Ji An stood aside and timidly pulled her sleeve, with concern on her face.

Ji An, Ji An, I think the original owner should want him to be safe in his life, but it's a pity that this child refuses to speak, according to her analysis, he should have pediatric autism.

As for his biological father, she had no memory in her mind. All she received was the memories of the past two years, and the previous events seemed to be vaguely covered with a layer of fog, and she couldn't see clearly. She guessed that the innocent little girl was deceived to give birth to a child, and she was too humiliated so she instinctively resisted this memory.

Anyway, it doesn't matter if there is a man or not, a good life is the king.

After a busy day, Ji Youyi was also tired, so she took Ji An around to the stove room and fetched some water to wipe his face first.

After the little face was wiped clean, Ji An's appearance was also revealed, with big eyes, a tall nose bridge, and thin lips, he was a good-looking child.

Gollum~

Rubbing it, Ji An's stomach made a noise, and he blushed and lowered his head.

Ji Youyi touched his head and said lovingly: "Hungry, my mother will cook for you." ”

However, when she got up and looked at the stove, it was a bit too clean.

In addition to a few wild vegetables that were cooked in the poor family, there was only some brown rice and rough noodles left, and there was no meat at all.

After helping his mother with the funeral, the family's money was also depleted.

She looked at the firewood piled up in the corner of the stove, this thing was a little difficult.

It's not that she can't cook, it's just that she hasn't learned the skill of making a fire. After all, in the modern era of high technology, everyone uses gas stoves and induction cookers.

Ji An's little man went into the kitchen, looked at Ji Youyi holding the firewood with an embarrassed face, took the initiative to take it, and began to light a fire.

Well-behaved children are always lovable, and Ji Youyi plans to show her skills, but this meal makes the already poor family even worse.

She is accustomed to heroic cooking, but she never thought that there are not many ingredients and seasonings at home.

Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, everything is missing.

The dishes with enough ingredients are really delicious, but the clean spice jars are also sad.

Looking at the empty bowl on the table, she finally began to reflect on whether her previous life was too extravagant.

Ji An didn't understand what she was thinking, she just felt that what she ate today was better than ever. After eating, seeing that his mother didn't move, he stood up very obediently and prepared to clean up.

"An'an, don't move, I'll come."

Ji Youyi was embarrassed to let a child do this, and after cleaning up smartly, she boiled water for her son to wash and prepare for bed according to her previous habits.

There are two rooms in the thatched house, although poor, but the furnishings are quite clean, but the bedding on the bed is a little thin, lying on the hard bed, the bones and diaphragms hurt all over the body.

After barely staying overnight, Ji Youyi felt that life really couldn't go on like this.

As soon as it was dawn, she instructed Ji An to look after the house, and then went out with the firewood knife and basket at home.

In the past, their family was an old and weak woman and children, and they all relied on the relief of the people in the village and helped people wash clothes to get by, but Ji Youyi couldn't do these things.

It is better to rely on others than on yourself, if you want to live, you must go to the deep mountains, danger is always accompanied by opportunities.

She found a secluded, untouched line and set a few traps, try her luck, by the way turned over the ground, yesterday it rained lightly, today the mushrooms in the forest stubble came out, and the growth is particularly gratifying.

Although some mushrooms are poisonous, she loves food and has studied these things a lot, which can not only make them delicious, but also ensure that they are not poisonous.

It didn't take long for Ji Youyi to pick up a basket of mushrooms and cut a lot of wild vegetables.

She happily carried a basket of wild vegetables and mushrooms back, to say that this ancient is good, this wild mountain treasure is expensive to death in modern times, how can you pick up so many casually.

However, when she carried the basket all the way home from the mountains, she saw the gate of the fence courtyard open from a distance.

Ji Youyi was a little strange, obviously before going out, she told An An not to open the door.

With uneasiness, she quickened her pace, and when she walked to the door, she heard Mrs. Zhao cursing in the house.

"You dumb bastard, let me go! I have relieved all this rags in your house, and now you dare to stop me when I take it away, get out of the way! ”

Ji Youyi's face was dark, she hadn't come to the door to settle the account, this old pious woman actually came over by herself!

Dare to snatch her things and hit her dolls!

She put down the basket, picked up the broken broom by the door, and rushed into the house in a fit of rage.

"I'll kill you old pious woman, I haven't looked for you yet, you still dare to come to the door and kill you!"

Mrs. Zhao didn't sleep all night, and she felt uncomfortable thinking that her twenty taels of silver were gone. So I want to persuade as soon as possible.

She thinks very well, this Ji Youyi was weak and unassertive in the past, and she will definitely be able to compromise with a little intimidation.

Unexpectedly, people went out early in the morning, leaving only a mute Ji'an.

In order not to let herself come in vain, Mrs. Zhao pondered about going into the house to get something, who would have thought that people would be beaten before they got out of the house!

"Ji Youyi, stop me, you rebellious broom star! You dare to beat me, I'm your grandma! ”

"Phew, you old pious woman, you hurt people a lot and want to steal things, and you dare to beat my child, I will kill you!"

Ji Youyi has studied medicine, and she picks people's sore spots, one hit at a time, there is no injury, but it hurts people's hearts.

These brooms went down, and the old woman Zhao screamed, threw down her things and ran out of the house.

"You broom star slut, how dare you beat your elders?! I, I won't let you go! ”

Ji Youyi gasped and put down the broom, this body is too weak, it can't move a little, if it is changed to her body, this old pious woman will definitely not be able to move.

She took a few breaths to recover some strength, and when she saw Ji An who was stunned on the side, she didn't know how to explain to him for a while.

After all, Ji Youyi was not so spicy before.

"An An, in fact, I ......"

Before Ji Youyi finished speaking, Xiao Ji'an rushed up to hug her and cried, crying hoarsely.

She was distressed, after all, she was only a three-year-old child.

"An An, don't cry, my mother will protect you well in the future, and I won't let the bad guys bully you."

She picked up Xiao Ji'an and patted him on the back to soothe.