Opening a pharmacy has always been Shen Liumei's dream.

However, in view of the fact that their family originally opened a pharmacy, and because of the existence of their stepmother's half-brother, in order not to cause some speculation from outsiders, this sentence has to be put in a different way.

"....Open a chain store, we Shunhetang came out of Anguo, I want to open it again..."

"Miss.. Miss—" Someone pushed her arm.

Shen Liumei opened her eyes suddenly, and at a glance she saw the top of the green servant's tent, this kind of wooden bed with a tent, with an aura that did not belong to the world she knew.

"Miss... Are you dreaming again? A little girl of twelve or thirteen hung up the tent, and her round eyes smiled like a slit.

Shen Liumei looked at her and smiled, this child's name is Qingya, she is "herself" personal girl, and now "herself" is not called Shen Liumei, she is called Liu Meibao, she is one year older than this girl.

She likes this name, and theoretically Shen Liu Mei no longer exists, since she inexplicably borrowed the corpse to resurrect her soul a few days ago, she has decided to use the name Liu Meibao to live and live well.

“.. Am I oversleeping again? She sat up and whispered.

Qingya pushed open the window, and the early summer morning wind rushed in with a hint of moisture.

"Miss, your body is good, sleep more..."Qingya showed her little tiger teeth and smiled happily.

Liu Meibao smiled at her again, sat up from the bed, put on small embroidered shoes with polished edges, and put on the Gebu short coat on the side with one hand.

"Girl, you dreamed that Shunhetang was going to be Shunhetang again....what is Shunhetang? Qingya helped her tie her temples, and asked curiously with a red head rope in her mouth.

In the blurred brass mirror, a small face with a little childishness is reflected, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, compared to the former self... Much better.

Liu Meibao pursed her lips and smiled, and the slightly pale cheeks of the girl in the mirror showed two small dimples.

Qingya poked her head out from behind and smiled in the mirror, "Miss looks so good when she smiles....."

"Okay, let's go, you can't eat it if you look good..."Liu Meibao smiled, stood up, and neatly rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender arms, "... If you get up late, you won't chop wood again, and you'll be scolded again......"

At the end of April, the earth was already green, it had just rained, and the air was fresh.

Liu Meibao opened the creaking wooden door and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"It's really empty mountains and new rains, and the weather is late in autumn!" She stretched.

"Girl, it's spring." Qingya said.

"Artistic conception, don't pick the words." Liu Meibao replied with a smile and stepped out.

Qingya scratched her head and followed her, feeling that her young lady was worthy of being taught by Mr. Private School, and her words were very profound.

The house where the two of them lived was actually a general store for storing dry firewood, and when they stepped out of the door, they stood in the courtyard, diagonally facing the two neat tiled houses.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen was putting a wooden stick away, holding an axe in one hand, and at his feet, scattered several pieces of chopped wood.

"Young master," Qingya hurriedly ran over on tiptoe, opening her mouth to speak.

The boy hurriedly made a boo gesture at her, and the young girl understood, immediately covered her mouth, shrunk her head and smiled, and took the axe with one hand.

"Young Master, did you get up so early?" She let go of her hand and raised her voice again and said with a smile.

The boy also laughed, walked loudly, and replied brightly: "I'm going to fetch water....Qingya, you've already chopped firewood...."

As he spoke, he looked at Liu Meibao with a simple smile.

Liu Meibao couldn't help but laugh too, and used the etiquette she had only learned in the past two days to bow to him.

"Thank you, cousin." She took a few steps closer and said in a low voice.

The boy smiled even more, waved his hand, and had a little shame on his face**** sister, you are sick....I still have to do this.. I can't help anything else... ….”

There was a lot of shame in his voice.

"Dog!" Suddenly there was a loud shout in the main house, which scared away the two birds that had just landed in the tree.

The boy immediately stopped talking, grabbed the two barrels beside him, and ran out of the gate as if flying.

Qingya also sped up the movements in her hands, the sound of clicking intermittently sounded in the yard, Liu Meibao put her hands on the side, the door creaked, accompanied by the sound of kicking and kicking, and a thirty-seven or eighteen-year-old woman walked out, with willow eyebrows slanted, a rough face, wearing a short mattress of coarse cloth with kudzu linen, and a long skirt tied on the lower body.

The woman reached out and grabbed her hair and squinted her eyes in this direction.

Qingya immediately put down the axe in her hand, ran to the stove on the side in a few steps, scooped water out of the urn and brought it out with a wooden basin.

"Uncle, my maid will help you comb your hair." She said politely.

"I can't enjoy this false blessing, with this kung fu, little hoof, you can carry more firewood back is the right thing!" The woman snorted and reached out to push the young girl.

She was so rough that Qingya immediately kicked back a few steps and almost fell to the ground.

The woman did not look at her, but rolled up her sleeves and washed her face.

After washing her face, she saw that Liu Meibao and Qingya were still chopping firewood.

In the morning light, the thin little girl was delicate and delicate, not so much to lay firewood, but to pick up flowers and grass, which looked pleasing to the eye, but the woman suddenly came up in anger, raised her foot and grabbed a shoe and smashed it.

"Deaf? Let's get out there and collect firewood! What else is grinding! The woman scolded.

The shoes smashed on Liu Meibao, startling her, the master and servant looked at the woman who didn't know why she was angry, or Liu Meibao was the first to react, and hurriedly pulled the young girl who was still interceding, grabbed the hemp rope and broken basket on the ground and hurriedly walked out.

"Miss, you haven't eaten yet...."Qingya followed behind her, wiping her tears aggrievedly.

The scolding of the woman behind her came rolling, all in dialects, although she could hear this scolding every day since the moment she woke up, but she still couldn't understand it.

Liu Meibao reached out and touched her neck, where the strangulation marks had faded away.

It's not good for a good girl's family to learn anything, learn to hang herself, and live such a cheap life, even if she wants to scold her.

This is a small village, Liu Meibao's home is at the entrance of the village, there are hills not far away, at a glance it is lush and green, relying on the mountains to eat the mountains, which is the livelihood of the people in the whole village.

This village is called Yong'an, and after waking up and adapting to it for three days, Liu Meibao inquired about it from the little girl's mouth, although the little girl knew very little, she only knew that this place was called Yong'an, and then the county seat was called Xie County, and then there was Hezhong Fucheng, as well as Jingsu'an, and then I couldn't say anything else.

Liu Meibao's geography is not good, and she is born with no sense of direction, so she has never understood where she is, judging from the surrounding environment and eating habits these days, it is in the general range of Shanxi and Hebei.

"So my parents are gone?" Liu Meibao asked Qingya gossip as she walked.

She didn't get the memory of this Liu Meibao, and she was very curious about the identity she was going to live on.

Qingya didn't seem to be willing to mention her life experience, so these days, Liu Meibao guessed from the woman's scolding.

This woman is Liu Meibao's aunt.

"So my uncle isn't here either?" Liu Meibao asked thoughtfully.

Xu is these days, seeing that her young lady is emotionally stable, not like before, she has no life and can be crushed by a straw, so Qingya is a little bolder.

"Miss, you really don't remember anything?" She asked cautiously.

Liu Meibao nodded, not that she didn't remember, but that she didn't know.

"Then I'll tell Miss, Miss has to promise the slave maid, and then don't seek death..."Qingya's tears suddenly welled up, if she could, she really would rather Miss couldn't remember those things for the rest of her life, but as the daughter of the Liu family, how could she really forget the major events of her parents, it was disloyalty, injustice and unfilial piety.

Liu Meibao's father was originally the county commander of Xie County, and his mother was a local, a year ago, some Tartars came to attack, Liu Zhixian led the crowd to meet the enemy and martyred the country, Liu Meibao's mother was martyred to death, if it wasn't for the aunt's quick action, she took Liu Meibao away before the city was broken, I'm afraid that this family would not exist.

The behavior of the couple should have been a model of loyalty and righteousness rewarded by the imperial court, but they didn't want to somehow the court actually asked the guilt, saying that Liu Meibao's father did not meet the enemy and died, but fled to avoid the enemy, this nature has completely changed, and the person is also guilty of death, and at the same time Liu Meibao's uncle's family is unlucky, in order to assist Liu Meibao's father to resist the enemy, the uncle took the family group to help resist the enemy, and naturally there was no survival, and in the end the word loyalty was not caught, but was also charged with his brother-in-law.

After listening to Qingya's choked words, Liu Meibao couldn't say what she felt in her heart.

"Miss, you have to believe that the master will never flee from the enemy...."Qingya wiped away her tears and said, "At that time, the slave maid and the young lady were in front of the lady, and received the master's handwritten pen written in blood, and the master said in the letter, there are no reinforcements but will never surrender and humiliate the dignity, and the lady decided to die for the ......"

No reinforcements? Liu Meibao smiled bitterly, it seems that it should be the problem here.

"Of course I do." She nodded and took Qingya's hand and said, hesitating for a moment, "What about the pen?" If it's there, why not report it to prove it... Daddy's innocence? ”

Qingya shook her head, "Uncle and Mrs. said that those officials in the court are all black-hearted and blind, even if they report it, it is useless, but it will cause more trouble, so Mrs. Uncle put it away......"

Liu Meibao sighed, what happened to this family is really pitiful, she was originally an official lady, her relatives were mourned overnight, and she was wronged by this, not to mention a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, even if she is an adult, she is afraid that she can't stand it.

A woman took her two children to avoid disaster to this Yong'an Village, life was very difficult, this Liu Meibao's heart was depressed, and her aunt was also full of hardship and resentment, and she would not take care of Liu Meibao as a daughter, so she became ill for a long time, Liu Meibao felt that her birthday was lovely, so she also learned that her mother committed suicide while others were unprepared, and then there was an opportunity for Shen Liumei to borrow the corpse to resurrect her soul.

After Qingya finished speaking, she wiped her tears with her sleeve and cried, and Liu Meibao stroked her shoulder to comfort her.

"Day by day, one day their grievances will be revealed." She said softly, naturally she is not used to calling other people's fathers and mothers, "So we all have to live well, and only by living can we see that day, right?" ”

"Miss, it's good that you think so." Qingya said in tears and surprise.

Liu Meibao smiled slightly, nodded, shook the hemp rope in her hand and sped up her pace, while saying, "Hurry up and go to collect firewood, in order to go back to eat early." ”