In 1970, Qingxi Production Brigade.

Ning's second family has been notoriously unlucky in recent years.

First, the daughter-in-law who was as strong as an ox died of illness for no reason, and then Ning Laoer, who was good at water, was drowned again.

To this day, no bones have been found.

In the end, only his shoes and socks were salvaged from the water and hastily buried.

At present, there is only one orphan girl left in the second room, Ning Siya, who is only five years old.

According to the rules, this parentless child should be raised by relatives in the clan.

After the funeral of Ning Laoer, Mrs. Ning, who was the head of the old Ning family, began to choose a place for Siya.

Lao Ning's family has a total of five children, and after the second child is gone, there are still three sons and one daughter.

The old lady had frosty silver hair, her face was full of bark folds, and her small inverted triangular eyes were snarky, and she was staring at a few rooms.

After looking around, the old lady also calculated in her heart.

She set her eyes on her favorite youngest son's family, and said in a warm tone: "The fourth family, these four girls will be recorded in your name in the future, and when she is older, she will find a crippled family to marry, and earn a big bride price for our wealth!" ”

Fugui, the eldest son of the fourth room, the head and grandson of the Lao Ning family.

It is also the heart of this patriarchal old lady.

"Mother, you are really good to our four rooms, let's listen to ......" Originally, the fourth daughter-in-law was not happy to ask her to adopt a money-losing goods, and then listened to the second half of the old lady's sentence, the smile on her mouth was almost overflowing, and when she was about to nod her head and agree, she was stopped by a voice rushing out:

"Mother! Milk! We can't adopt five girls in four rooms! Never! ”

This voice, anxious and urgent, burned like fire on the eyebrows.

It was not someone else who spoke, it was Ning Fugui who was mentioned just now.

In this barren era when everyone can't get enough to eat, Ning Fugui is a chubby boy, six years old, and his cheeks are almost oily.

This made him gasp for breath, his cheeks trembled, and his eyes staring at Ning Siya were full of hatred and anger.

This's life is not good!

In the previous life, it was her arrival that their family was injured and died, and it was miserable, and now that she is living again, he will never allow this kind of thing to happen again!

Two minutes ago, Ning Fugui was reborn, so he clearly knew his future fate.

This time, Ning Siya didn't want to come back to harm their four rooms!

The old lady was puzzled: "Milk's good grandson, Siya is your wife, why don't you want Siya to go to your house?" ”

Ning Fugui knew that the old lady was the most superstitious, so he made it up as soon as he opened his mouth: "Milk, don't you know, just now when I was napping, the second uncle and the second uncle who died gave me a dream, they said that the reason why the second room was so unlucky was because the fourth room was moldy, so they were so miserable, so we can't adopt her in the fourth room......"

He hugged her leg and cried bitterly, affectionate and full of sorrow, as if it was true.

There was no such thing, but what he said was true.

Siya is really moldy!

The second uncle's family, as well as his family, are all bloody examples!

Sure enough, the superstitious old lady suddenly brightened up, and her doubts were solved: "I said that why is the second family so unlucky all these years, the sick and drowning, it turns out that they were killed by this dead girl!" ”

She slapped her legs and stomped on the ground and wailed, pointing at Siya angrily:

"Four girls and four girls, isn't this what it means to die!"

"You mildew, give me my life!"

The child is the mother's life, the old lady was stunned, like a crazy cow rushing over and pushing the four girls down.

The poor little girl, who was as thin as a dandelion, and as soon as she blew it away, she sat down on the ground with her eyes rolled and fell unconscious.

"Mother! How can you believe in these feudal superstitions! The eldest daughter-in-law finally couldn't help but speak.

She was a good woman, and she would endure the fear of her mother-in-law, and trembling forward to tearfully hold the little girl on the ground in her arms, but she did not realize that she was no longer breathing.