"Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, three or two years old, no mother~"

After Ning Yan woke up, this extremely tragic ballad came into his ears, and he glanced at the little bun that was singing and thin, like an African refugee, and then looked at the yellow grass roof that leaked a big hole. The skull throbbed and ached, and at the same time, a wisp of memory that did not belong to her was poured into her brain.

Stretching out his dirty fingers like chicken paws, he gently rubbed his sideburns a few times, and waited for the headache to subside before he sorted out the current situation a little.

She actually crossed over, the owner of this body is also called Ning Yan with the same name as her, but the experience is completely different, she is the queen of soldiers in the twenty-first century, and died in a peacekeeping mission.

The original owner was a strong girl, unmarried and pregnant, almost immersed in a pig cage, and her biological mother didn't like it, and she had to sell her to a lame man in a neighboring village, a small peasant girl who would meet and seek death if she couldn't think of it.

As for the miserable little bun next to it, it was born after the original owner lost his virginity, and the name is also very indescribable.

When Ning Yan was thinking about where to go, Xiao Baozi's slightly disgusted voice sounded in his ears: "Mother, don't you look for death?" ”

"You talk to your mother like that?"

"If you don't want to die, think about what you will eat at night!" After Xiao Baozi finished speaking, he put up his little hands and turned around and walked towards the thatched house, the two thin short legs struggled to move upside down, slowly moving away from Ning Yan's sight, the corners of Ning Yan's mouth twitched twice, and he couldn't wait to get up and roar unfilial son.

However, there is a weak heart.

The hot wind in the summer was uncomfortable, Ning Yan covered his hungry stomach, got up and followed the small bun and walked to the thatched house, the room was very empty and clean, except for a dilapidated wooden bed, a broken quilt, a table with missing legs, and a few coarse porcelain bowls had no other belongings.

The stove house is in the corner of the fence yard, built with a few logs, and it is extremely simple.

Originally, the bag of rice was cleaner than the face, how to fill the stomach?

Ning Yan was very helpless in her heart, although it was impossible to starve people to death with her back against the mountain, but the problem she was facing now was very serious, even if she was gifted and powerful, but her body was in a state of hunger, except for walking, she didn't even have the strength to beat people, let alone go hunting in the mountains, it was a question of whether she could walk to the mountains.

As for the fact that the original owner's mother wants to sell the original owner to the lame man next door, Ning Yan didn't take it to heart, the world is big, and the food is the largest, and those messy things will be said after filling his stomach.

His eyes fell on Xiao Baozi, watching Xiao Baozi lying on the ground with a wooden stick in his hand and scratching on the ground a few times.

Ning Yan's eyes lit up, this work was effortless, picked up a small wooden stick from the ground, joined the team of small buns, the two walked out of the yard, squatted down in the forest behind the yard, and after a while, they dug a bowl of Zhili monkey, and at the same time Ning Yan also grabbed a large handful of purslane and gray cabbage in his hand.

Purslane ash ash cabbage are wild vegetables, have medicinal value, vitality is very tenacious, the key is to be able to eat, rather than a bowl of monkeys can fill the stomach.

The acquaintance lying on the tree screamed tirelessly, the caller was drowsy, and Ning Yan, who had a head injury, was dizzy and followed behind the little bun, moving home step by step.

Ning Youyu, the little bun who walked in front, looked serious, glanced back from time to time, and surprise flashed in his round eyes, his mother didn't scold him or hit him today, just like a different person...... It's weird.

For the surprise of the little bun, Ning Yan naturally found out, which is also easy to understand, the original owner hates the little bun, if it wasn't for being slept with in a daze, she wouldn't have fallen to this point, giving birth to the little bun is not expected, how can she treat the child well if she is unhappy, and she scolds the little bun on weekdays, and it is also a big fate for the little bun to live until now.

Now that the core of the body has changed, it is natural that as a well-educated person, he will not do child abuse.

Children are sensitive, and a slight change in attitude can be felt.

Although I know that Xiao Baozi is curious, but Ning Yan will not take the initiative to explain anything, she is not the original owner, and there must be some differences in living habits.

Holding the open bowl, limping back to the empty courtyard, Ning Yan began to deal with the mud-stained monkey.

Knowing that the monkey is soaked in salt water and then fried in oil, it is a pity that this family is too poor, and there is not even the most basic rice, let alone oil and salt.

Ning Yan can only use a dry pot to stir-fry, after frying, the wild vegetables are cooked, there is no oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, even Ning Yan has no way to turn the wild vegetables into delicious, can only be cooked with water, sit on the stone pier, hold the chopsticks and hold the monkey and stuff the wild vegetables into his mouth.

Xu was hungry, and Ning Yan actually felt that the wild vegetables were also delicious.

In a blink of an eye, the monkey in the bowl was eaten, and after a glance at the thin Ning Youyu, Ning Yan felt Alexander: "Are you still hungry?" ”

"I'm not hungry." Ning Youyu shook his head, walked to the water urn in the courtyard with two open bowls, stepped on the stone and took the water scoop, scooped out a basin of water, washed the bowl, and put it in the dilapidated cupboard in the stove room.

Xu is because his body is too thin, and Ning Youyu's head is set off very much.

Just like ...... The same as the eldest son I saw in my previous life.

Ning Yan sighed, what does it mean that the children of poor families are in charge of the family early, and now Ning Yan can't understand it anymore.

After walking around the yard, he found a rusty axe, turned to look at the little bun, and opened his mouth: "I'll go to the mountains to chop some firewood." ”

"Chopping wood? Aren't you afraid of being eaten by a blind bear? ”

"......" How did this little ghost speak, Ning Yan's forehead jumped, and the wound on his head also hurt.

She had to go up the mountain once, her head was injured, she couldn't do it without medicine, and she couldn't afford the medicinal materials she needed so she could only go up the mountain to collect medicine. If you have a fever, you will probably die again.

"Wait at home and come back in the evening to bring you meat."

As soon as Ning Yan walked out of the fence gate of his house, he heard Tatata's footsteps behind him: "I'll go with you!" Xiao Baozi ran behind Ning Yan, with uneasiness and fear in his eyes.

…… Afraid? Yes, just now the original owner hit his head to seek death, for fear that he would scare the little bun.

No matter how bad the original owner is, he has pulled the little bun until now, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is dependent on each other.

Ning Yan pulled Ning Youyu to the mountain.

Walk through a trail to the foot of the mountain, where two gray hares jump in front of you every now and then, except for the wildflowers in full bloom.

Ning Yan picked up a few stones from the ground, pulled the small bun Ning Youyu and stood behind the tree, the tips of his ears moved, he heard a sound from the grass, and threw the stones in his hand.