In the dim and cramped room was a small bed, on which was curled up a girl of eighteen or nineteen, with a high fever, her face was flushed, and her hair was sticking to her face with sweat.

She frowned and closed her eyes, constantly tossing and turning on the bed, trying to make her body comfortable.

The door of the room was kicked open, and a mean-looking middle-aged woman in her forties walked in, grabbed her by the arm, dragged her up from the bed roughly, and scolded: "Let you do some work, and you will pretend to be sick for me?" I usually don't see you eat less, and when you work, you have all kinds of problems, why don't you die? ”

The person on the bed was dragged and fell to the concrete floor with a "poof", making a muffled snort.

Qingyun struggled to open his eyes, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his chaotic mind, and he raised his eyes to see a sharp face.

She closed her eyes, looked at each other again, and saw a woman about 1.6 meters tall, with a fashionable little lamb roll standing in front of her, with a pair of inverted triangular eyes and raised eyebrows, giving people an indescribable sense of meanness.

Isn't this person Meng Qingyun's mother, Li Qingmei?

Before she had time to think about it, Li Qingmei's hand exerted force again, her long nails almost buckled into her flesh, and dragged her from the room to the hall, and scolded angrily: "Let you pretend to be dead, if you want to die, you will give me a far death, and if you can't die, hurry up and work for me!" ”

It's summer now, Qingyun is wearing a pair of six-point pants that Li Qingmei has worn out and changed into a good one, and her bare calves have been worn off by the rough cement floor, and the tingling pain is unbearable.

Qingyun wanted to withdraw his arm, but he couldn't muster any strength. Suddenly, there was a convulsion in her stomach, and she couldn't help but vomit with a "wow".

Li Qingmei instinctively let go and took a few steps back, but it was still too late, and a cloud of filth splashed onto her newly worn leather shoes.

She suddenly felt heartache to death, and looked at Qingyun viciously and scolded: "You dead thing, you know that you are going to vomit and grind on the ground, are you a pig?" ”

Qingyun raised his head and glanced at her coldly, but did not say anything.

Li Qingmei was startled by her cold eyes and took a step back, then came back to her senses in a blink of an eye, pointed at her and scolded more and more: "What kind of eyes do you have?" Will you try it again? Be careful I gouge out your eyes! You dead girl, if I don't kill you today, I won't be surnamed Li! ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward and hit someone.

When Qingyun saw that she was coming, he immediately lowered his head and made a look like he was about to vomit.

When Li Qingmei saw it, her footsteps stopped, but she took a few steps back and looked at her with disgust.

"Huh, what's the smell? Disgusting to death! A disgusted voice came, and I saw Meng Feifei, who was wearing double braids and a small floral skirt, opened the bedroom door and looked over.

As soon as he saw the filth not far from his door, he covered his nose with a disgusted face and shouted, "Oh my God, sister, why did you vomit here?" You're disgusting, aren't you? ”

Qingyun looked at the foreign Meng Feifei, and then looked at the white old clothes washed on his body, and sneered in his heart.

In the plot, she knew that Li Qingmei and Meng Jianjun were eccentric to Meng Feifei, but now when she sees it, is it just eccentricity? Meng Qingyun was not treated as a daughter at all in this family!

Seeing that Qingyun didn't pay attention to her, Meng Feifei pursed her lips and said to Li Qingmei: "I really can't stand it!" It smells so bad, I'll go out and take a breath and come back later. ”

After speaking, he didn't bother to look at Qingyun again, and left in style.

Li Qingmei couldn't stand the smell of a room, threw a dirty rag to Qingyun's side, said "Hurry up and clean up", and followed the door and went out.

Qingyun was the only one left in the room, and he vomited just now, emptying his stomach, and his hungry eyes were black for a while.

She struggled to get up from the ground, stepped on the rag that Li Qingmei threw her, and staggered into the kitchen.

Chicken soup was simmering in the pot in the kitchen, and a strong fragrance emanated from it, and the greedy Qingyun saliva couldn't help but flow out.

In Meng Qingyun's memory, every time she cooked something delicious at home, she only had to look at it, and if she ate more, she would be scolded by Li Qingmei for a long time. has been malnourished for a long time, and nineteen-year-old Meng Qingyun is not as tall as Meng Feifei.

Qingyun looked at the pot of chicken soup, the corners of his mouth hooked a sneer, took out the bowl and fished out all the meat in the pot, ate it to the fullest, and finally poured all the remaining chicken soup, took a pot of water and covered the pot, and then slowly returned to his small poor bedroom.

As for what Li Qingmei asked her to clean, she directly ignored it.

As soon as I lay down, I felt that what I had just eaten began to surge again.

She sat up and forcibly suppressed the nausea, gritted her teeth and said, "26, you come out for me!" ”

"Okay!" 26 Obediently answered.

"Can you tell me what's going on? Is Meng Qingyun poisoned? Qingyun was a little skeptical that this thing was playing with her, and sent her to this node, not to mention, and forcibly made her half dead.

In the plot, the original owner was just having a fever at the time, how did she live like poison?

"Well, that's ......," 26 stammered.

"Say!" Qingyun drank low.

26 instinctively shuddered, and said in a somewhat empty tone: "What, the host's current discomfort is mainly caused by the attack of the plane when it was transmitted to this world, but it is not serious, it will be fine in two days!" ”

When it comes to the last sentence, it's noticeably quieter.

"Is that so?" Qingyun didn't believe it.

"Uh-huh! It's sauce purple! 26 Seeing that she didn't believe her, she couldn't wait to stand in front of Qingyun and nod her head, indicating that she was telling the truth.

"Impossible!" Qingyun pondered for a moment and said loudly: "If this is the case, if it is a crisis when it reaches a certain world, wouldn't it be certain that you will die?" If so, why bother going through it again? ”

26 felt a little panicked, this host's brain was spinning too fast, right?