The time and people are urging each other, and the winter solstice is coming again.

The pear blossoms outside the city caught up with the footsteps of Lamei, and everything revived and the stream murmured, but the sun was still lazy and lazy in Yongxing Village.

In the corner of the seemingly quiet and peaceful village, in a dilapidated grass hut, there was a crisp cry, which was incompatible with this peaceful early spring, "Sister! Sister, wake up! ”

With two little buns and a ten-year-old girl, lying on the edge of the bed desperately shaking her sister who was lying on the bed, tears and snot left on the ground.

And beside her, a lean man wandered with a sad face, his hands constantly gesturing and not knowing where to put it, "God, what can I do?" We have accepted the gift money, if this girl dies, how can we explain to the Mei family? ”

"Stinky girl! It's so big for nothing. On the other side, Sun Cuiyang came in with a basin of water and put it on the table violently, "When I went out, I told you to take care of her, but something still happened, you said you ...... I can't make money, and I can't do a little thing! ”

"How do I know that the girl is dead and refuses to marry." Xiao Zhuang gave himself the name of "Zhuang", not to mention his thin figure, he was still a well-known fear of his daughter-in-law in the village, and he didn't even dare to say a tough word, "The gift money is used to marry the second daughter-in-law, and we can't afford to sell the house with this money." ”

", since I married you, nothing has gone well!" Sun Cuiyang was also angry, and looked at the little daughter on the side, "It's really not good, marry this little one, anyway, the Mei family has never seen Ling'er, let's not say that no one knows." ”

"This ...... It's not good......"

It's so noisy!

Xiao Ling'er only felt that her head was buzzing and hurting, and her whole body was sore, but there were still a few voices chattering in her ears. Her fingers curled, her eyelids strained open, and she finally woke up.

But when she woke up, the memories that suddenly flooded her mind made her stunned and didn't even have the strength to move.

A few people on the side were still making noise.

"Sister, Daddy, Sister is awake!"

"Ouch, God bless God bless, the second daughter-in-law is finally out there."

"Stinky girl, I don't think you dare to jump into the river to die. Let me tell you, the gift money has been received anyway, and this person has to marry if you marry, and you have to marry if you don't marry! ”

……

"Enough of you guys!" Xiao Ling'er couldn't help but roar because of the noise, stretched out her hand and pounded her forehead vigorously, and finally had to make herself believe the facts in front of her.

She...... crossed.

The memories in her head and the people in front of her reminded her all the time that she had really crossed over and penetrated into a Southern Dynasty that did not exist in history.

I didn't expect that for the first time in my life, I mustered up the courage to jump into the water to save people, and when I woke up again, such a bloody thing happened.

What's even more bloody is that although the original body has the same name as her, the life she lives is simply several times more bitter than her.

Xiao Zhuang and Sun Cuiyang have two sons and two daughters, but the family's poor family and the continuous taxation make the whole family unable to afford it. Seeing that the second son was not young and had not yet married a daughter-in-law, Sun Cuiyang immediately thought of selling his daughter in order to make up the gift money.

It also happened that the Mei family, a wealthy businessman in the county, had a sick eldest son, Mei Cheng'an, who was frail and sickly since he was a child, and the doctor said that he would not live to be twenty-two years old. The old lady of the Mei family is not sad enough, who would have thought that Mei Cheng'an was only seventeen years old and suddenly fell ill for three days because of an old illness caused by wind and cold.

The fortune teller said that this was evil, and he wanted to marry a woman who matched the eight characters, Chong Chongxi, it was useless to simply invite those doctors, and the old lady of the Mei family could only use any method.

Mei Chengan is a person who has stepped into the coffin with one foot, even if the family is good, ordinary people have to hesitate, but Sun Cuiyang took the ten taels of silver gifts, looked at Xiao Ling'er's eight characters matched, and agreed to the marriage of the Mei family without saying a word.

Although the original body was thin, his temper was very strong, and he was only thirteen years old when he was about to marry a half-dead man, and he couldn't think of jumping into the river for a while, which made Xiao Ling'er's soul possess.

It is said that poor couples mourn everything, but Xiao Ling'er never thought that there would be such parents in the world who are open-minded and disregard any flesh and blood affection.

The same came out of his own belly, but he was able to sell his daughter for his son, or to a living dead lying in bed.

Xiao Ling'er was really angry with the original body, "I won't marry, I'll marry you yourself." ”

"You!" Sun Cuiyang's temper came up, "I can't help you in this matter, if you don't marry, I will beat you to death and marry your little sister again!" ”

"Oh, okay, okay, the girl just woke up, don't be scared, persuade her to get married." Xiao Zhuang rubbed his hands, and walked to Xiao Ling'er's bed and sat down a little crampedly.

"Girl, my father knows that you are reasonable, the Mei family is a well-known rich businessman in the county, although you are only a concubine and can't live in the Mei family's compound when you marry, but even if you are in a country house, the Mei family will not treat you badly, it's better than suffering with us." You see that your little sister is only ten years old, if you die, will it be true that your little sister will marry you for you? ”

"You ......"

Xiao Ling'er really can't stand such parents, the two of them have a white face and a black face, and the purpose is not the same, but they can still say that selling their daughter is so high-sounding.

She glanced at the little sister with tears on the side, and her compassion moved.

When the memory of the original body reached herself, Xiao Ling'er could feel a desolation of begging for death, but the only thing she did for this sister Xiao Xiaoqin still had a little warmth.

She was bullied in this family, and she never got the family affection she deserved, only this sister was gentle and dependent on her.

She still has the strength to resist, but what about Xiaoqin?

Xiao Ling'er is not a person who accepts her fate, but she really can't stay in this family for a moment, and marrying out may be another way to escape.

Xiao Zhuang also said that she would be arranged to live in a house in the countryside, and there should be more chances of escaping. Anyway, the sick seedling can't do anything to her when he lies in bed, and she doesn't care about her married in-laws.

Thinking so, Xiao Ling'er held her breath, and the right to acquiesce.

Xiao Zhuang and Sun Cuiyang were relieved when they saw Xiao Ling'er, and they didn't know how to hide it with a smile, and immediately went to prepare for the marriage, only Xiao Xiaoqin stayed and worried about her carefully.

It's just that Xiao Ling'er secretly sighed slightly.

Just crossed over and put up this matter, Nanchao, I really don't know if she can survive in this place.

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The Mei family was urging tightly, and the day after Xiao Ling'er woke up, the sedan chair to pick up the relatives arrived at the gate of the village.

The good thing is to get married, but in fact, to put it bluntly, marrying a living dead Chong Xi is still a concubine who can't be named, it's just going through the motions.

The Xiao family's thatched hut symbolically pasted the word "Xi", and her wedding dress was just an ordinary ready-to-wear embroidered with some red ornaments, and she married hastily.

There were only a few people in the team to pick up relatives, and they couldn't hear the sound of chain cheering, Xiao Ling'er sat in the carriage, and only could hear the sound of people in the village outside pointing and pointing. After all, she is a thirteen-year-old cardamom girl, and if she can get by in the family, she is not willing to let her marry a dying person.

It's just that there are many people who pity her, and where can anyone really stand up and say something that shouldn't be.

This kind of thing is the same in any dynasty, and Xiao Ling'er doesn't count on them. She draped her red hijab over her head and clenched her fists to herself.

Since God has chosen to give her a chance to live again, she will definitely live well. Xiao Jiamei's family, she will get rid of them one by one, and she will definitely not lose the life she deserves!

The carriage left Yongxing Village and walked for nearly half a day before it was sent all the way to Mei's house in the county seat.

Xiao Ling'er was pulled down by a woman's hand, compared to in Yongxing Village, there was some music on this head, and there were scattered firecrackers, just listening, I knew that it should not be the excitement that a big mansion should have, which was enough to see how unappreciated this marriage contract was.

Even the marriage procedure is too simple, she was pulled all the way into the ancestral hall, and she couldn't see anything covered by the red hijab, so she could only listen to the voice with little temperature and shout, "One worships heaven and earth, and the second worships the high hall......"

Xiao Ling'er kept kneeling with the voice, and when the husband and wife worshipped each other, she looked across from her, it was a very ordinary shoe and trouser hem, which didn't look like the dress of a big family when they got married, but when she looked up, she could look at the hem of a red wedding dress, which shook emptyly.

She secretly laughed contemptuously, yes, that his nominal husband was still lying in bed and asleep, how could he get up and worship her.

It's ironic that even the groom didn't attend, and only relied on the subordinates to hold the wedding dress as a formality, which is what she called a wedding.

But for her, it's better not to even need these forms at all.

When she had finished worshipping, she was taken into another room, where she was not given any food, and was not sent all the way to the wedding house until nightfall.

The room slowly fell silent, and Xiao Ling'er waited for a long time to make sure that there was no one else in the room, and then she quietly lifted the hijab herself.

It's still an antique room, but compared to the thatched house in Yongxing Village, it's really much better here, the decoration is elegant and everything, the doors and windows are pasted with the word "happy", and the red candles in the house are shining red, which can finally make her feel a trace of the atmosphere of doing a happy event.

But the strange thing is that this spring night, the room is as warm as summer. After searching around, I found that there was a small charcoal stove baking at the feet of the house.

Big families, it's really different.

She stood up and casually copied a pear from the side to fill her stomach a little as she began to rebel.

She was about to look around the room, but her eyes had just caught a glimpse of the direction of the bed, and the black shadow almost made her jump in fright.

But upon closer inspection, the shadow lay obediently on the bed, motionless.

Xiao Ling'er walked towards the other side boldly, and when she got closer, she found that it was a man lying there, covered with a red quilt, very quiet.

This...... Is that her husband?