Jia Mingfang's eyes were tightly closed, and he heard an anxious and sad call in his ears.

"Fang, wake up, wake up, child, if you go, how can you live if you call your mother......" It was a woman's voice.

"Ouch, Zhang Meiyu, don't cry patronizingly, call the doctor to take a look!" another woman's voice.

The woman cried even more: "If I do this, I will invite them, but they will not come......"

"Phew, look at it, the vixen who hooks the soul is dead and clean!"

"Look at her foxy appearance, she must be stealing a man, and she has no face to live!"

"Well, whatever you say, let's carry the people back first!"

Her ears were filled with all kinds of sounds, which made Jia Ming Fangfang upset.

Stealing men?

When did I steal a man? I looked forward to stealing a man, and after living for twenty-seven or eight, I didn't meet a man who wanted me to steal! I couldn't wait to travel all over the world to find a fairy recipe, and when I ate it, I immediately became a beautiful little goblin, and I was fascinated by the little fresh meat that looked down on the old lady!

Jia Mingfang closed her eyes and thought wildly, and felt that someone raised herself, swaying from side to side and making her uncomfortable.

She scolded 10,000 times in her heart, "TMD, let me go!" But she couldn't open her eyes or open her mouth, so she had to be at the mercy of others.

It took a while for her to be put somewhere in place. There weren't so many people around, and it was quiet.

A few hot tears hit Jia Mingfang's face and tickled her, and she couldn't help frowning a few times.

"She's moved! Ouch, Fang, you're scared to death!" It was the woman's surprised voice.

"Ouch, Miss Fang is fine, quickly change her into clean clothes and cover the quilt to warm up. ”

"Da Ling, thanks to you, how can I thank you......"

Jia Mingfang couldn't open his eyes and was anxious, wasn't he entangled by those three hooligans, slippery under his feet on a rainy day, fell off the bridge and was washed away by the river and drowned?

Someone hurriedly changed her into dry clothes, and then she was put into the quilt, and gradually her body warmed up.

A soft arm lifted her head and poured her a few sips of hot water.

"Where's her brother?"

"I'm not at home, and he doesn't know that his sister almost lost her life when she fell into the water. His father was not at home, leaving us behind, and suffering Mingli's child. Da Ling, thank you for saving my family, otherwise I'm afraid this child would have died a long time ago...... Over the years, you are the only one who is willing to help us......"

The woman named Zhang Meiyu cried and thanked her.

Jia Mingfang was poured a few mouthfuls of hot water, and at this moment she opened her eyes and looked at the two completely strange women in front of her in confusion.

"Fang, you're awake, you're scared to death...... If you have a good one, how can I explain to your father, how can I explain to the old Liu family......" The woman hugged her happily, and tears fell from her eyes.

"Ouch, this girl is finally awake. Since it's all right, I'll go back. The woman named Da Ling looked to be in her forties, tall and stout, waved her hand and left.

Jia Mingfang carefully looked at the woman named Zhang Meiyu in front of her, small and slender, with a melon seed face, and a pair of beautiful eyes looking at her with pity.

"Fang, you're hungry, kid, my mother will make you a bowl of hot porridge to drink. As he spoke, he pulled out the arm that was holding Jia Mingfang and gently put her head on the pillow.

Jia Mingfang looked up at the room, which was dilapidated, the adobe walls were mottled and black, and there was a two-section wooden cabinet against the wall, and the old paint of the cabinet had fallen off to reveal a large area of the wooden planks. He was lying on a clay kang covered with an old reed mat with holes on the edges, and there was nothing on the kang except two old quilts and two pillows.

She stretched out her head and looked at the stove house, Zhang Meiyu was picking up leaves in the stove hall, the leaves were burning crackling, and the room was soon filled with smoke. When the water in the iron pot was creaking, Zhang Meiyu got up and took a white porcelain bowl to scoop out half a bowl of stick noodles from a rice jar in the corner of the wall, stirred with a rice spoon and sprinkled the stick noodles into the pot.

Jia Mingfang looked at her body again, her thin arms and legs were thin and weak, and she looked thirteen or fourteen years old at most, which startled her.

It turned out that he was born again!

Reborn into a little girl named Mingfang in the countryside, if she guessed correctly, she was reborn into a poor and destitute family!

In her previous life, her childhood was bleak, she was originally born in the countryside, her father was a carpenter who didn't like to talk, and she knew how to work all day long, and her mother died of dystocia and hemorrhage when she gave birth to her. Later, her father married another wife and found her a stepmother.

At first, her stepmother was okay with her on the surface, but a few years later she gave birth to a younger brother, and she looked unpleasant to a hundred of them, her father went out all day long to make money for others, and her stepmother ran at home, Jia Mingfang began to cook and watch the children from the age of five or six.

I can't imagine that I can't live a life again, and it's not much better!

Zhang Meiyu filled the hot porridge and walked over, interrupting Jia Mingfang's thoughts. Zhang Meiyu first put the porridge bowl on the edge of the kang, and Xiao Fang helped her up: "Fang, drink some porridge." ”

Jia Mingfang's heart was hot. She has not been hurt by her mother since she was a child, where has she ever been so loved. Her stomach was already grumbling with hunger, and her life was at stake, so she obediently drank porridge.

The dilapidated door of the house slammed in, and a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old rushed in, panting and sweating in the winter.

"Mother, what about Xiaofang,,, Xiaofang?" The young man hurriedly rushed over, staring at Jia Mingfang, who was weak and unable to help drinking porridge, and grabbed her arm, "I heard that my sister fell into the water, but it scared me......"

Jia Mingfang's eyes widened and he looked at the person who grabbed him and called his sister.

Zhang Meiyu handed the porridge bowl to her son: "Mingli, don't burn my sister." ”

Liu Mingli fed her a spoonful of porridge and asked her, "Be careful, what are you staring at my brother stupidly?" I said you, why are you so careless, why did you fall into the river?"

Jia Mingfang glanced down at his small body and looked for memories from the original owner, Liu Mingfang. The original owner, Liu Mingfang, was scared out of his illness a few years ago, and he was afraid of seeing the living, so he refused to go to school without saying anything. Her mother tried to persuade her uselessly, she was like a frightened kitten, in addition to picking up firewood and grass in the field, sometimes playing with the Chunyu sisters and brothers of the Daling family, staying at home honestly, who called her the daughter of the landlord's family, just like this, she was pushed down the river and almost lost her life!

At noon that day, the original owner was hungry and went out of the house to the riverside. In the early winter, when the cold wind was blowing, she wanted to dig a few sweet roots on the embankment to satisfy her hunger.

The river was quiet, there was no shadow around, and children of her age were in school. Liu Mingfang dragged her emaciated little body and dug sweet roots along the river slope to eat.

When it was almost noon, she looked up and saw Fang Yuan from a distance, and she was happy. Fang Yuan also saw her, and ran over and took out a piece of candy from his pocket.

Mingfang looked forward to seeing Fang Zhiqing, every time Fang Zhiqing saw her, he smiled, gave her candy, and sometimes gave her a piece of white flour cake to eat. Speaking of which, Fang Zhiqing is her life-saving benefactor.