After the chrysanthemum cut a basket of pigweed, she sat down on the grass by the mirror lake regardless of the dew, looking at the sparkling lake in front of her in a daze.

The sun had risen, shining on the mirror lake, and there was a dappled glow.

To the east, the entire Qingnan Village is shrouded in this glow, and the treetops and rooftops are all covered with a layer of magnificent colors. A small road leads out from the Chrysanthemum House at the foot of Xiaoqingshan in the west, winds and stretches, and submerges into the depths of Qingnan Village. Trees are scattered along the roadside, and Qingnan Village at the end of the path is full of tall and short, new or old houses, interspersed with a few tall ancient trees standing out from the middle of this house, overlooking the whole village.

To the north of the village, large fields have been spread all the way to the Xiaoqing River, and the rice in the rice fields has been harvested, leaving only neat rows of rice stubble; In the fields and on the meadows by the river, there are golden wild chrysanthemums in full bloom, and the villagers who get up early to work and the shepherd boys grazing by the river form a pleasant picture.

Looking at this picturesque rural landscape, and then looking at the face reflected in the mirror lake, Chrysanthemum couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in her heart - the strings of sarcomas like toad skin, all over the cheeks, turned a twelve-year-old flower-like girl into a terrifying monster!

In fact, this chrysanthemum is no longer the original chrysanthemum, and a soul from another world named Lin Zhi lives in her body.

Since Lin Zhi woke up in the body of this ugly girl chrysanthemum, for three whole days, he was confused and suspicious in a dream!

She was just tired of struggle, disgusted with the hustle and bustle of the city, and wanted to live a quiet life in the countryside, but she was struck by lightning to this strange place.

It's really quiet now-not only was she thrown out of the original time and space, but the heavens also gave her a look of dignity that she had to avoid if she saw a ghost, hehe!

She didn't even know what place or era this was, although she knew that there was an emperor, but who the emperor was, it was also a black eye. In the pitiful memory of the original owner, except for the clear impression of the family and a peasant boy named Zhang Huai, even the people in the village are vague, and there is almost no other information - because of ugliness, her life is very closed!

Linzhi—oh, it should be chrysanthemum now—stood up, patted the patched blue and white floral pants, stomped the rag shoes that exposed his toes, and let out a long breath.

You have to live, don't you? I can't be confused anymore, and it's useless to miss the original world.

Chrysanthemum couldn't help but laugh at herself in her heart, God let her get her wish. Friends used to laugh at her, desperately taking exams, squeezing from the countryside to the city; After all these years, he fled the city and hid in the countryside, which was purely a psychopathy!

She slung the basket to her right shoulder and prepared to go home.

When he turned around, he found that on the grass in front of him, there was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old peasant boy standing with a hoe in his hand. He wore his hair in a bun on his head, a blue cloth scarf, gray coarse cloth trousers, and patches on his knees and elbows.

At this moment, he was looking at Chrysanthemum with his mouth wide open, obviously not expecting her to suddenly get up and turn back.

She thought, isn't this the Zhang Huai who refused to marry her? Oh, I should have refused to marry the original owner, Chrysanthemum - she hadn't come here yet! However, now that he has become a chrysanthemum, there is no difference.

Chrysanthemum looked at him carefully, no wonder people were reluctant to marry him - the young man was tall and strong, with high eyebrows, narrow eyes, bright eyes, straight nose bridge and honest lips, it would be strange if such a young man was willing to marry an ugly girl like himself!

She inherited the memory of the original chrysanthemum, and knew that she liked this Zhang Huai very much, and every time she saw him, she was like a deer; When you don't see it, you long to see it. He has a good relationship with Chrysanthemum's brother Aoki, and often comes to her house, and unknowingly hooks the little girl's heart.

Alas, when he was only twelve years old, he was in love for the first time, and it was really ...... to talk about marriage

Chrysanthemum looked at him quietly, and saw him looking at himself anxiously, looking like he wanted to say something. But after waiting for a while, and not seeing him speak, she walked directly past him without saying a word.

I can't say hello!

Laugh at it, that face is sure to be scary to laugh at; Heng Mei is cold, right, why? What's wrong with people wanting to marry a normal-looking girl? So, I had to stop squeaking.

Although she was also sad, it was not because of Zhang Huai's refusal to marry - she was annoyed, where did she have the leisure to think about this, and she hadn't passed it at that time, so of course she couldn't empathize with it!

Zhang Huai looked at the back of the ugly girl who was far away, and felt that something was wrong: Why did this girl see that she was not as timid and evasive as usual? also looked at him quietly with those clear eyes, and his heart was tickled as if he had been scratched by a kitten's paws!

She didn't seem to be angry or sad!

Didn't you say that because you didn't want to marry her, you were so sad that you jumped into the lake to find a short meeting? I saw her sitting by the lake just now, and I was worried that she would have to find a short time again, but I kept watch quietly all morning, and even my work was delayed.

After the chrysanthemum jumped into the lake three days ago and was fished up, it took a lot of effort for Dr. Qin to save her. caused Zhang Huai to be scolded by his father, and he didn't have the face to see his good friend Aoki.

However, although Chrysanthemum is a good girl, it is just that face......

Zhang Huai was also very entangled in his heart - his family was poor and he couldn't afford to give Liu Er's mother the bride price, so his mother said that she wanted to marry a chrysanthemum, which was really embarrassing!

It turned out that the two families did not start to discuss marriage - there is a brother on the chrysanthemum who has not yet said that he is close - but Zhang Huainiang asked someone to go to Liu'er's house to propose marriage, but Liu Erniang actually asked for a dowry of twenty taels of silver, Zhang Huainiang went home in a fit of anger and said to Zhang Huai: "What is so good about Liu'er?" If you want me to say that chrysanthemums are more gentle and virtuous. Although her face is not good-looking, she is a good girl. Pretty can be eaten as a meal? ”

Zhang Huai suddenly became anxious: "Mother, what are you talking about?" Chrysanthemum is a good girl, so I can't just marry her! ”

As a result, his voice was a little louder, so that the flower woman next door heard it, and it also meant that the whole village heard it - this flower woman is a typical big mouth!

Then, under the boiling spread of the whole village, Chrysanthemum went to Jinghu to look for a short view. If he hadn't been rescued, he might have been buried in the ground by now.

The Chrysanthemum family was so angry - who was going to marry you, so he spread this word to harm his daughter? Even if they had extravagant hopes in their hearts, they didn't dare to say it!

Chrysanthemum's brother Aoki asked what happened, was furious, beat Zhang Huai fiercely, and refused to pay attention to him anymore!

Alas! Aoki loves his sister very much. I'm really angry this time!

With a bitter face, Zhang Huai watched the chrysanthemum walk towards the single-family adobe house at the foot of Xiaoqingshan in the west, sighed, turned around and picked up the hoe, and strode towards the village.

******

Chrysanthemum walks on the ridge, looking from afar, the house is backed by a small green mountain, located at the foot of the mountain, the mountain is a colorful forest. Different from the green of the trees in spring, the intoxicating autumn colors are fluid, there is no obvious color boundary, red, orange, yellow and green complement each other, brilliant and dazzling.

Xiaoqing River is like a jade belt, rushing out of the small green mountain, first from north to south, after turning a corner in front of her house, it flows eastward.

If you don't take into account the poverty of the house, it is a good picture!

Her family lives at the foot of this small green mountain, and it is still a long way from the village to the east.

Three adobe houses, thatched roofs, surrounded by a bamboo fence along the rice field in front of the door; Some hibiscus was planted between the bamboo branches, forming a small yard. This reminded her of the beautiful description she had seen in the book, "thatched eaves and earthen walls, hibiscus fences and bamboo trees", but it was a man-made farmhouse, but her family was truly poor.

On the left side of the yard near the kitchen, there is a small vegetable patch, planted with some chrysanthemum, spinach, green garlic, shallots, etc., the color is green, verdant; The lentil racks covered the fence wall here, but the vine leaves had thinned out, and it was clear that it was going to be taken out of the market.

On the right is a thatched house and a firewood pile.

Behind the house is a small green hill, and the leaves of the dense shrubs and various miscellaneous trees have begun to turn yellow, and some of them have turned red.

There are a lot of corn cobs dried under the eaves of the main house, and the bunches of golden corn are attractive in color, and they look far more comfortable than eating.

Back to the mountain, front to the water, according to the chrysanthemum in the previous life heard people, this is a feng shui treasure land! Why is the family still so poor?

At the back of the kitchen is a low pig pen. Chrysanthemum walked quickly to the door of the pigpen and put some of the dewy pigweed into the pig food bowl. The big black pig, which was already a hundred pounds, immediately rushed over with a hum and plunged into the pile of wild vegetables.

Chrysanthemum hung the remaining wild vegetables aside to dry, and then walked into the house.

When I walked into the hall, I saw her mother Yang sitting on a small bench, burying her head in a large wooden basin in front of her, rubbing her clothes vigorously.

The sewage kept flowing down her fingers, and the chrysanthemum shrank in her heart—the scene was the same as her mother's laundry in her previous life, and she couldn't help but have a little red in her eyes.

"Mother, I'm back." Chrysanthemum shouted to Yang.

Yang raised his head with a gloomy face, and saw that it was his ugly girl who came back, so he hurriedly changed his smile and said softly: "The Chrysanthemum family is here?" Hurry up and wash your face, your father and Aoki will come to dinner in a while. ”

She was in her early forties, with a smooth bun on the back of her head, and her face was fairly smooth, except for a lot of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

"Whoa!" Chrysanthemum agreed, first put on a pair of clean cloth shoes, lifted the pair of dew-soaked shoes on her feet to the door, put them on the steps and leaned against the sun, and then went down the eaves to the kitchen to wash her face.

Yang looked at her daughter's thin back, and wanted to cry when her heart was sour, but she endured it hard and sniffed.

Thinking about my good daughter, if she hadn't been bitten by something when she was a child, and she had a large sarcoma on her face, how could she bury her and say that no one wanted it? Just look at the appearance of his son Aoki, if there is no sarcoma, the girl will definitely look good - he and his father are not ugly!

It's all my own fault, I didn't take good care of the baby, poor chrysanthemum!

She still couldn't hold back, and the tears fell into the basin, on the washboard, and the splashed sewage fell into the basin.

When Chrysanthemum arrived in the kitchen, she scooped some hot water from the stove on the stove and poured it into her own small wooden basin and put it on the washstand.

In order to save firewood, the countrymen put a big iron pot between the two pots, close to the stove, and added water, no matter which pot boiled something, the water in the pot would be heated or even boiled, so there was always no shortage of hot water on weekdays.

When washing her face, when her hand touched the sarcoma on her face, Chrysanthemum couldn't help but feel uncomfortable - it's just ugly, this weird thing on her face, it's not even convenient to wash your face, so you can only carefully rinse it with water, and then use a cloth towel to absorb the water, it's a sin!

After washing her face, she sighed secretly, picked up a bamboo broom and swept the three rooms and the kitchen, and used a dustpan to pack up the garbage and pour it into the manure tank next to the thatched house.

Hearing the sound of "dang, dang" two hoes hitting the stone slab at the door, she knew that her father Zheng Changhe and brother Zheng Qingmu were back. The two of them went to work in the fields at the foot of the mountain with their hoes in the morning, ready to pack up some wheat.

She diligently used another small wooden basin to make washing water, put in a torn cotton towel, brought it to the washstand, and called her father and brother to wash their faces and eat.

Then he quickly filled four bowls of porridge boiled with cornmeal, and brought it to the old blackened table in the hall with a plate of corn nests, and took some pickled beans and pickled melons, and set up the dishes and chopsticks, waiting for everyone to eat.

After Yang finished washing his clothes, splashing sewage, and washing his hands on the table, Zheng Changhe and his son had already sat down and ate with a bowl.

Chrysanthemum held a bowl of porridge in her hand, and looked at her father and brother while eating.

Her father is in his forties, with good facial features and a simple and honest appearance; Her brother is even taller, no worse than that Zhang Huai, but he is introverted and silent all day long!

Not to mention my mother, she should have been quite beautiful when she was young, and she is still charming!

The family is an outlier in its own right. Alas! Poor character?

Zheng Changhe felt that Chrysanthemum was looking at him, looked up and smiled kindly at her, and said gently: "Your brother caught a few small fish in a bamboo basket in the ditch in the morning, and boiled some soup for you to drink at noon." Feeling better today? ”

He felt as sorry for this girl as his daughter-in-law. is obviously an obedient, docile and sensible good girl, but being laughed at like that makes him very angry, but there is no way - his mouth grows on others, and he can't control it!

The scar on Chrysanthemum's face is not something that I haven't seen with a doctor, but no one can treat it.

He had to try to be nice to her usually, and sometimes he was angry and thought, it's a big deal to raise his daughter for the rest of his life, it's nothing!

Chrysanthemum nodded hurriedly and said, "It's much better." ”

When she saw that her mother and brother were looking up at her with concern, her heart was warm - God didn't do anything perfectly, and finally gave her a warm home, unlike some rural people, who beat and scolded their daughters.

Yang took over the conversation and said, "Ming'er, I'll go to the market and pull some cloth and make clothes for Aoki; By the way, I bought some big bones and came back, and boiled soup to make up for my daughter. ”

Aoki didn't raise his head, snoring and drinking porridge, and said in a humming voice for a long time: "I don't want it." Let's do my sister! ”

Yang's face froze, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

It's not that she's partial, it's just that her family is poor, and she makes clothes for Aoki, and he can change and wear chrysanthemums when he wears them; If it's made for chrysanthemums, what will Aoki wear? He has been moving fast in the past two years, and he is getting taller and taller every year, and he can't succeed if he wants to.

Chrysanthemum said softly: "I'll just wear my brother's old clothes." Brother, you're so tall, and your father doesn't have any clothes to wear you, why don't you do it? ”

Zheng Changhe waved his hand to solve this matter: "Do both babies." When I'm done with this, I'll go hunting in the mountains and still have some income. ”

Yang hurriedly agreed, and a smile appeared on his face.

Chrysanthemum wasn't very happy - her face, wearing good clothes is also a waste! According to her, it is better to save some money for something else. Do parents still expect to marry themselves off by dressing up?