What is the most tragic thing in life? Hypocritical people will say that they love each other but can't stay together, and there are also dicks who say that they have no money and no brains, etc...

But Yang Xiaotao will tell you what is the most tragic thing in life.

At the wedding of top jewelry designer Yang Xiaotao, at this time it is experiencing the wedding that all girls dream of, and the wedding decorations of the flower balloon beach are like a dream, each of which is the most perfect wedding fantasy in every girl's heart.

There is also the handsome groom standing opposite Yang Xiaotao, the sunny smile on the man's face, kneeling on one knee like a prince and gently holding Yang Xiaotao's hand, plus the dazzling big diamond ring makes people's eyes hurt...

That's right, just when Yang Xiaotao's career and love were both bumper and her life was the most satisfying, tragedy happened.

At the moment when the big diamond ring that can shake people's eyes is put on Yang Xiaotao's ring finger, Yang Xiaotao's eyes are dark, and she wears...

As soon as the picture turned, Yang Xiaotao was lying on a dilapidated wooden bed at this time, plus the shabby and smelly quilt covering her.

Yang Xiaotao looked at the home in front of her helplessly, raised her hands and patted her face, moved her sore body from sleeping on a wooden bed, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

She herself had forgotten how many times she had looked back and forth, inside the dilapidated room, the dilapidated bed, the dilapidated table, the dilapidated stool, and a few dilapidated boxes.

"Hey" Is she so decrepit, she has let out such a sigh countless times since she woke up.

"Squeak" interrupted Yang Xiaotao's inner struggle, the door of the room was pushed open by a small arm, and a small figure walked crookedly from outside the door, one small hand barely held a slightly broken bowl, and the other hand gently closed the door just opened, and then carefully held the rickety bowl in his arms.

"Mother, it's time to eat, and my aunt said that my mother needs to eat more, so that the illness can get better quickly." As soon as the immature children's voice fell, a small black figure appeared beside Yang Xiaotao holding a bowl. "Mother, eat it!" As he spoke, he raised the bowl in front of Yang Xiaotao, and the small detail of the small mouth swallowing slightly did not escape Yang Xiaotao's eyes.

It has been a day since Yang Xiaotao woke up, and the current situation has also been learned from the chatter of Aunt Zhao, who came to deliver food to her house in the morning.

Yang Xiaotao has also read the novel that has crossed over, but she has not inherited the memory of the original owner since she woke up.

Yang Xiaotao could only lie that she had broken her brain, and she couldn't remember anything before, so she took some things from her neighbor Aunt Zhao.

The era is the Yuan and Ming dynasties that are not recorded in history, his name is still Yang Xiaotao, and the little one in front of him is called Li Lele is his four-year-old daughter, and when he learned that he had a four-year-old daughter, Yang Xiaotao was shocked and secretly scolded God in his heart, as for other things, there is no difference between what he knows.

The husband of the original owner, Li Dashan, was a native farmer, but he died of illness two months ago.

Therefore, the in-laws felt that her mother and mother were a drag.

The second eldest in Li Dashan's family is neither the eldest son nor the youngest son, there is a big brother above and a younger sister below, and he is not valued by the old couple of the Li family, plus after marrying Yang Xiaotao, he gave birth to a girl, and the old couple is even more unhappy.

No, as soon as Li Dashan died, he was in a hurry to separate her mother, and at this time Yang Xiaotao fainted because the thirteen-year-old young daughter of the Li family pushed her daughter, Yang Xiaotao rushed to help her daughter, and accidentally stepped on the air and her daughter was pushed, and she threw herself at the trend, and her head just hit the stone on the side of the road, and the blood splashed on the ground, and she passed out directly.

Aunt Zhao said that she thought she wouldn't wake up, but because of the limited conditions at home, she went to the village chief's house and asked for some herbs and put them on Yang Xiaotao casually.

Yang Xiaotao pondered in her heart, didn't she really wake up, fortunately, the husband of the original owner who had never met was dead, otherwise how should she get along with him, thinking about her handsome fiancé, thinking of the face of a rural man, Yang Xiaotao was very sad, and wanted to go back, but now this situation is impossible.

Since I can wear it, it's not that I don't have a chance to go back, Yang Xiaotao has been thinking about this problem for a day, forget it, don't you want to, take one step at a time, isn't it good to say that if you come, you will be safe.

It is said that she has been in a coma for three days, and now she has no strength at all.

Looking at the little dot in front of her, Yang Xiaotao's sympathy flooded.

"Happy to eat, my mother is not hungry" Yang Xiaotao weakly reached out and touched Xiao Budian's head, it was really awkward for this mother to say it herself.

"Le'er has eaten, let's eat it" Le'er sensibly handed the bowl to Yang Xiaotao again, "Aunt Zhao said that my mother must be full of illness to get better quickly." Every word that the immature Tongyin said touched Yang Xiaotao's heart, she knew that there was no food in this house, this batter was still sent by Aunt Zhao when she came in the morning, a total of just a bowl, I ate a little in the morning, and a little more at noon, and now the sun is about to set, or this.

Doesn't it mean that this is the only food in the family, this child has not eaten for a day, and it is distressing that he is so sensible at the age of four.

Yang Xiaotao sat up with difficulty, took the bowl and spoon in Le'er's hand, stirred the slightly sticky batter with the spoon and handed a spoonful to Le'er's mouth, only to see Le'er pursed her mouth, her big eyes were filled with tears, and she cried out with a "wow", which caught Yang Xiaotao off guard.

"Good, Le'er doesn't cry" Yang Xiaotao didn't know how to coax the child, so she could only put away the bowl and spoon in her hand and put them on the table next to the bed, gently pulled Le'er to her side, gently stroked Le'er's little head, and slowly wiped the tears on her little face with her other hand, and Le'er threw herself into Yang Xiaotao's arms all of a sudden.

"Woo woo ~ mother kiss woo ~ don't woo don't want to be happy. Le'er was afraid," sobbing and muttering about the fear in her heart.

Yang Xiaotao's heart was shocked! Yes, she is only four years old, and she has no father left, only her mother, if she doesn't cross over to this body, this child will become an orphan, she is also an orphan, she grew up in an orphanage, and envy others to have a father and mother, but for these Yang Xiaotao, she feels that it is just a luxury.

This child is still so young, this is still a backward ancient place, there is no shelter like an orphanage, I dare not think about the fate of this child after becoming an orphan, Yang Xiaotao held Le'er's small body tightly in her arms, and gently stroked her thin back.

"Don't be afraid, Le'er, my mother is here" comforted the little person, and Yang Xiaotao was also comforting herself. Since you can't go back, then rely on this child for your life, and be her mother, since she is her own child, no one can bully her child in the future, and she must be raised for nothing and live a good life.

"Le'er, eat the batter, wait for my mother to get better tomorrow, and make something to eat for you" After comforting for a while, Yang Xiaotao, who had been lying down for a day, found that the injury on her head was not very serious, and it had scabbed, and she had to see if there was anything that could make her make some money tomorrow, and she had to have food and clothing to be in place, and the Li family should not be able to count on it, so she was almost lost by her sister-in-law, and she didn't see her in-laws come to ask personally.

As for the original owner's mother's family, she has no memory at all, she can't count on it at all, she has to rely on herself for everything.

"But Aunt Zhao said that her mother will only get better if she is full of food and illness" Le'er stopped crying, and looked at Yang Xiaotao seriously with big red eyes.

"My mother is almost fine, I can go to the ground tomorrow, and Le'er eats obediently." Yang Xiaotao looked at Le'er gently.

"But" Le'er still hesitated, Yang Xiaotao deliberately put on a straight face and looked like if you want to eat it or not, your mother will be angry.

Le'er obediently picked up the bowl and ate it slowly, Yang Xiaotao breathed a sigh of relief, the sensible child is really...

When she got up the next day, Yang Xiaotao fetched water in the water tank and washed Le'er's face, only to find that Le'er's face was very white, and with two big eyes that were very cute, she was a little thinner.

When I found that there was no toothbrush and toothpaste, Le'er brought a bowl of water soaked in willow, at this time Yang Xiaotao remembered that when she was studying before, she learned the ancient saying that she chewed red wood, that is, the ancients cleaned their teeth and bit off the willow branches, and the willow fibers in them would be discharged, like tiny wooden comb teeth.

Although it is also convenient, it is difficult to accept the young peach that is born as a modern person, and the taste of willow...

There's no way now, and I'll have to get my toothbrush and toothpaste out in the future, and it's not a way to use willow.

Yang Xiaotao washed up and looked at the small courtyard where she lived, it was the only thing her in-laws gave them, three houses made of adobe, one big and two small crooked, she was really afraid that one day this house would suddenly collapse, this house would have to be rebuilt, and the simple fence surrounded the three dilapidated small houses.

This is too simple, Yang Xiaotao shook her head, walked into the kitchen to see if there was anything that could be used to make breakfast, and found that there were only a few cold and hard nests left, she shook her head helplessly and found that the most important thing now is money, silver.

Sure enough, whether it is ancient or modern, money is king.

But how can I make money, Yang Xiaotao cleaned up the stove, and prepared to steam a few of the nests at home to cushion her stomach.

Le'er is still growing and can't go hungry, while thinking about ways to make money.

"Is Le'er and her mother at home" A woman's voice suddenly came from outside the yard, Yang Xiaotao hurriedly put down the freshly steamed nest head, walked out of the kitchen to find prestige, and answered, "There, who?"

"It's Aunt Zhao here," Le'er had already run out quickly, and turned back to Yang Xiaotao and said.

"Le'er, mother, why are you up, the injury on your head is better." A woman in coarse linen clothes with patches looked at Yang Xiaotao with a concerned face.

This person is Aunt Zhao, and her ordinary face is always smiling lovingly.

Three days ago, when her family had an accident, Aunt Zhao from the next door always came to send her family something to eat, and this love for Yang Xiaotao was remembered in her heart.

"It's already good, I've been bothering Aunt Zhao these days" Aunt Zhao's family is also living a tight life, with a son and a daughter, and his son and Yang Xiaotao seem to be about nineteen years old.

At this age, she has not married a daughter-in-law, and it has become Aunt Zhao's heart disease, and the people in the village are always talkative, and they are not poor.

Her youngest daughter is thirteen years old this year, and she will ask for money in two years, both inside and out.

Aunt Zhao's man died early with her father-in-law, widowed for many years with her mother-in-law and a pair of children, she is not easy to be a woman, everything that can be sold at home has been sold, and it is not easy to pull the child up, and the son is also filial, when he was twelve years old, he went out to find a job, but a large family of people to support, can only be fed and clothed, and there is no money left for his son to marry a daughter-in-law.