Lu Yang thought happily, could it be that there was nothing in the time and space in the previous life that could change the color of the wing pattern, but there was one here, so there was a change?

Does she have any superpowers?

Ah, it's like a dream.

Lu Yang was very excited.

But then, no matter how much she racked her brains and tried her best, she didn't find anything abnormal, so she could only put this matter aside for now, planning to see if the color of the pattern would deepen in a few days.

What will happen if it deepens and he began to think hard about how to leave the Shen family and return to Datong Mansion, after all, there are still the biological parents of this body there.

She hadn't been loved by her parents much in her last life, for her, being able to stay by her parents' side was the happiest thing, she had to go back, no matter what the reason was why the people in the Xue Mansion beat Shen Jizhong out, she had to go back and figure it out.

When she was guarding Shen Baoshu with all her heart to prevent him from pulling around, the window was gradually brightening, obviously Shen Baoshu was humming, but Lu Yang didn't hear it at all.

The roosters all over the village began to crow, and Lu Yang was still a little strange why he was so quiet.

Thinking about it, I fell asleep unconsciously.

She didn't even notice that since she came to this plane, there were wisps of mysterious power as if she had been summoned by some kind of summoning, scrambling to gather on her wrist, in the imprint of wings.

The power poured into the imprint, but only a very small part was left, and the rest seemed to be pulled by some powerful force, and sent down the meridians to the depths of her mind.

There, there is a magical space, about the size of an attic.

This space is like a small lake, with turquoise water, just above the surface of the lake that is as calm as stagnant water, quietly floating a light green bead, and there is a phantom in the bead that almost wants to dissipate, which is passively absorbing this power according to instinct, repairing itself little by little at an extremely slow speed.

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The winter was too cold, there was no work in the field, and there was no income at home, so Shen Jiyong and his two sons, who had already started a family, had already gone to the town to do odd jobs to earn money.

Wang got up to wash his face, and in disgust brought a small wooden barrel to the door, and called out to the old woman.

The old woman came out of the kitchen house, obediently took the toilet bowl filled with filth, went to the pit behind the pigsty, and went to the brook to wash it.

Wang saw the sound of crying in his youngest son's house, and while combing his hair with a wooden comb on his unhappy face, he cursed at the house: "Baohua, you dead girl, you didn't see Baoshu crying, you don't coax it, what the hell are you doing?" Let me see that you are lazy, and you don't want to eat today! ”

The house was stinking, Shen Baoshu was full of stench, although he couldn't speak, he knew that it was uncomfortable, he was crying and making trouble, and Lu Yang, who was curled up and sleeping on the kang corner, was indifferent.

It's really too tired these days, and I can't sleep well at night, and I can't stand it even if I am beaten by iron for five or six days in a row, not to mention that her body is only six years old, and she is a female doll who needs to be taken care of, even if the house is full of feces, she has not woken her up, and she still sleeps very deeply.

Wang tied his hair and wrapped it in a cloth, and the old woman turned back from the stream to the kitchen to help cook on the fire.

Wang saw that Shen Baoshu was still crying, and he was also worried that Lu Yang didn't take good care of his youngest son, so he came over to check with a gloomy face.

When he pushed the door in, a foul smell came to his nose, and the smoke made Wang want to vomit.

She pinched her nose and walked in, and at a glance she saw that Lu Yang was still sleeping, and she didn't care about her little son's feces and urine rolling on the kang, so she was suddenly angry, and dragged the thin Lu Yang directly from the corner of the kang to the ground, and wanted to make up for Lu Yang.

Shen Baoshu suddenly rolled off the kang and smashed it on her instep by chance, she screamed 'whoop', and subconsciously wanted to kick Shen Baoshu away, but in the end she remembered that this was her own son, and forcibly endured the smell and slipped Shen Baoshu onto the kang.

Wang turned his head and glared at Lu Yang angrily, but saw Lu Yang with a pair of big eyes like paint, looking at her stupidly, and couldn't help shouting angrily: "Dead girl, why are you stunned?" Why don't you come over and wash the treasure tree, and sit on the ground waiting for me to invite you? ”

Lu Yang was really stunned, she only saw Wang's mouth opening and closing, but she couldn't hear any sound!

No wonder she always felt that something was wrong, it was so quiet, so quiet that it frightened her and made her panic.

Oh my God, am I deaf? Originally a mute, now deaf and dumb?

I just gave him an ability similar to clairvoyance, how can I be completely deaf, and I can't let people live.

Lu Yang couldn't believe it!

Her deafness did not arouse the sympathy and pity of the Shen family for her, but because of her disability, she hated her even more, which made her suffer a great loss, and her body suffered more and more serious losses.

The old woman also shed tears several times.

On the contrary, it is Lu Yang himself, who is accustomed to being big-hearted, and if he can't change it, he will accept it first, and then treat it when he has a chance in the future.

She also comforted the old woman in turn, always smiling at the old woman, not letting the old woman worry about herself.

After the Wang family heard about it, they asked Shen Jiyong not to go to the town, and asked him to take his three eldest sons and Shen Baozhu up the mountain to find the bamboo forest to dig winter bamboo shoots to make money.

The people who went into the mountains to dig bamboo shoots were in waves, trampling a dirt road into potholes and mud.

Lu Yang carried a few empty sacks, panting and followed behind Shen Jiyong and the others, but she couldn't hear anything, her little feet were stiff, her two calves were as heavy as lead, and she had to struggle to keep up with their footsteps.

In this deep mountain and old forest, if you fall alone, it is not fun.

Shen Jiyong is a native of Guyu Village, and he is very familiar with the terrain of mountains and forests in this area, so he took his children and Lu Yang, who was purely dragging his feet, to a wild bamboo forest that had not been dug up, and dug dozens of catties of winter bamboo shoots at the end of the day.

Seeing that the hour was not early, Shen Jiyong beckoned everyone to carry the winter bamboo shoots home and come back tomorrow.

On the way back, I met a man in his twenties, with thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and his face was covered with pockmarks.

This person is Sun Mazi, that is, Shen Baozhu's fiancé.

Sun Mazi saw that Shen Jiyong's men were carrying sacks on their backs, and each sack contained something, so he leaned to Shen Baozhu's side with a shy face.

Lu Yang knew that this time and space was still very particular about men and women, but Sun Mazi and Shen Baozhu had already made a marriage, and there were father and brother present, so it didn't matter much.

That Shen Baozhu didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry, his face was blue, but Sun Mazi didn't seem to see it, he walked with Shen Baozhu, and said without words: "You guys are lucky, you have dug up so many winter bamboo shoots, you can sell them for a lot of money." ”