Sun Xiaowen began to familiarize herself with the name Qiuqiu, after all, her appearance, body shape and age are completely different from before, and she should live according to her new identity.

On this day, Sun Xiaowen was bored in the room, so she opened the suitcase and looked through Xiao Qiuqiu's clothes in the past. This little girl probably likes goose yellow very much, there are all kinds of goose yellow skirts and gowns in the suitcase, Sun Xiaowen turned down, the size of the clothes is getting smaller and smaller, the smallest one is about a two-year-old child's clothes, indicating that the child was already here when he was two years old. Sun Xiaowen suddenly felt a little distressed, why did such a young child leave his parents and come to this mountain.

She thought to herself, and unconsciously picked up the little dress to take a closer look: the stitches were similar to the refinement of the finished product produced under the industrial conditions of the 21st century, and the neckline was finely pressed with a circle of small embroidered lace of entwined lotus, extending to the placket, and two fist-sized dragon heads were embroidered at the end of the branches. Sun Xiaowen couldn't help but reach out to touch the two dragon heads: God, how is this embroidered, it is really lifelike! She folded it back according to the original crease of the clothes, pressed it to the bottom of the box, and picked up a few other pieces to admire.

Sun Xiaowen could see that she didn't notice someone walking in, and it wasn't until Yunhua Hermit coughed that she was startled and closed the suitcase. Yunhua was wearing a moon-white robe. Standing by the door, his face was extremely white, Sun Xiaowen thought about it from the contemporary male stars in the past few days, and felt that she, the silent master, was a little like Zhu Yilong. (Hahahaha forcibly Amway our resident teacher)

"Old. . . Teacher.. No.. Master.. Wrong.. It should be called. Sun Xiaowen didn't know what to call it.

Yunhua looked at Qiuqiu in front of her in a little surprise, and then her eyes turned to the gauze on her head, and her eyes turned into sudden realization, and she was a little worried.

"Let's call him sir," Yunhua walked over and sat down kindly.

Sun Xiaowen, the fake Qiuqiu, took the opportunity to look at Yunhua with a blank look: Sir, I have forgotten many things recently, but when I think about it, my head hurts, I don't know why.

Yun Hua hurriedly comforted: Then I don't want to, I'll talk about it later. After that, when he saw the child opposite, his face was still full of stupidity, so he had to remind her further. : You went to the mountains to collect medicine for your Uncle Zhao, and when the rocks fell, you fell and injured yourself. You need to recuperate for a while.

Sun Xiaowen touched her head, thinking that this Qiuqiu is really a good boy, but who is Uncle Zhao?

Yunhua seemed to see through Sun Xiaowen's thoughts, and sighed: "You don't remember Uncle Zhao?" That uncle, Uncle Li, Aunt Tong, do you remember" Sun Xiaowen simply shook her head. Yun Hua was stunned for a moment, and continued to ask without giving up: When you were six years old, Aunt Mengtang of Jiangnan Villa picked you up to play for a month, do you still have an impression? There is a child similar to you in her villa, named Ximen March, and when you come back, you say that the fruit cake made by Aunt Mengtang is delicious. Sun Xiaowen was worried that denying it all would make Yunhua mistakenly think that she had fallen into a fool and give up raising her, so she made a look of "oh, I'm a little impressed".

Yun Hua glanced at Sun Xiaowen seriously, trying to discern whether she really remembered it, Sun Xiaowen lowered her head a little weakly. Hearing Yunhua comforting: It's okay, when you're well, I'll take you to them one by one, and I remembered when I met. Aunt Xiao Ou calculated a hexagram for you a long time ago, she said.

Sun Xiaowen immediately raised her head and opened her eyes wide. She has always been more curious about these things, and heard Yunhua say: She said that when you are old, there will be a catastrophe, but as long as you pass it safely, even if your temperament changes, it is nothing, it is a certainty.

This time it was Sun Xiaowen's turn to be stunned, and she suddenly felt that her brain was very confused: it turned out that someone had calculated that all this was going to happen a long time ago, and it seemed that this was not an accident, it was fate. God must have seen her Sun Xiaowen too homely, and deliberately summoned her here to find something for her to do. I couldn't help but let go of my worries about my own situation in the original modern society: God asked me to come here, naturally he has his reasons, and he will naturally arrange the rest, otherwise it will be too unreasonable.

Thinking of this, she asked again: Did Aunt Xiao Ou calculate when I would be able to change back?

Yunhua shook his head, paused, and said softly with a smile: Just say that you will have a smooth and carefree life.

Sun Xiaowen wanted to ask something more, but felt that she couldn't show the behavior of exceeding the IQ of an eight-year-old child, so she only smiled kindly.

Yunhua smiled when he saw Qiuqiu, and also calmed down: Don't be afraid, it's okay, even if you miss your homework for a few days, you will make up for it when the injury is healed. ”

Sun Xiaowen's psychological shadow suddenly covered the entire courtyard...

From this day on, the girl Sun Xiaowen officially began to call herself an eight-year-old girl Qiuqiu, she wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in God's gourd to get her all the way to this inaccessible place.