In early spring, everything comes back to life.

Jiang Zhimian sat straddling the door of the dilapidated hall, staring boredly at the ants on the ground moving.

Just as I was bored, I heard an anxious voice in the distance.

"My heart, why did you come out, don't be infected with the wind cold!"

When the words fell, the people had already arrived.

The woman in a patched linen dress was full of nervousness, threw down the hoe and came to help Jiang Zhimian, "Quick, come into the house." ”

"Milk, I'm just stuffy, come out and breathe." Jiang Zhimian said helplessly.

"My son, when you are well in two days, my grandmother will take you to the town to catch the market, and now, you will recuperate, come, lie down."

There was no room for bargaining at all, and Jiang Zhimian was forcibly pressed on the bed.

After covering the three beds with a broken quilt, the woman nodded with satisfaction, "Milk, I'm going to make you egg custard!" ”

"Milk-" Before Jiang Zhimian finished speaking, the woman had already left the house.

Jiang Zhimian had to look up to the sky and roar, this is all fate!

Three days ago, she was an outstanding scientist of the 22nd century, and she was attending a lecture, when she faced thousands of reporters in the audience with tears in her eyes, saying that she was an orphan and had never experienced the feeling of family affection in her life.

Probably in order to satisfy her regret, God smashed her with a chandelier and sent her to the current Jiangjia Village, where she became the group pet of the Jiang family.

It took three days for Jiang Zhimian to roughly figure out the situation.

This place is called Jiangjia Village, located in the mountains on the border of Jinguo, very poor, the situation of the original owner's family is not bad, the whole family of more than a dozen people, are crowded in four rooms, life is tight, all hungry yellow muscles thin.

However, the original owner is an exception.

The reason is very simple, looking up for five generations, the Jiang family has never given birth to a girl, and finally there is a girl like Jiang Zhimian, all of whom are treasured pets, and everything good is given to her first.

The original owner was spoiled from childhood to adulthood, and he was overnourished, even if he was fat, his face was full of acne and scars, and his personality was even more arrogant.

The original owner was fifteen years old this year, and when he reached the age of marriage, he had to marry He Zhishu, a talented man at the head of the village, but he refused to do so, so he rolled around, and as a result, he accidentally fell into the pond and almost drowned.

When Jiang Zhimian thought of this, he felt that He Zhishu was very wise.

If you really marry such a daughter-in-law and go back, I'm afraid that the ancestral tomb will be so angry that it will smoke.

After all, what did the original owner do, he was the first to eat.

Who can bear it!

"Mianmian, the egg custard is here, come and taste it." Just thinking about it, Mrs. Jiang had already entered the house with an earthen bowl and handed it to Jiang Zhimian as if offering a treasure.

Jiang's family is poor, a bowl of egg custard is considered a rarity, and Mrs. Jiang also invested in blood and put two drops of sesame oil on it.

Jiang Zhimian pushed back, "Milk, I don't eat it, you can eat it." ”

Old Mrs. Jiang suddenly felt like a big enemy, "What, don't you want to eat egg custard?" That milk is going to kill chickens for you and give you chicken legs! ”

The old hen outside the door immediately hid in the corner, shivering.

"You can't kill chickens, our family is just such an old hen who has placed an order, and after killing, there will be no eggs to eat, milk, I just don't want to eat, you see how fat I am, I should control the amount of food." Jiang Zhimian said seriously.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. Jiang was more serious than her, stroking her big arm full of fat, with tears in her eyes, "Who said you were fat, look at you, what kind of thinness you have become, look at this body, it's not ...... There are no bones left, why don't you hurry up and make up for it? ”

Jiang Zhimian: "......"

Talking nonsense with your eyes open, grandma, don't you have heartache!