"Sister, wake up, wake up......"

"Sister, don't leave Xiao Feiyang ......"

Shen Qiaoqiao opened her eyes in a daze during the serial artillery attack of Xiao Niyin.

She was thirty years old, and it was the first time she was so at a loss.

Make three major questions in life, who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

"The ......"

Her mouth was dry, and she tried to swallow it, but her throat hurt terribly.

The little Shota in front of him sobbed again when he saw that the person was awake. The difference is that this time it was tears of joy.

Shen Qiaoqiao's head was dizzy, and he reached out and touched his forehead, which was very hot, and sure enough, he had a fever.

Seeing Shen Qiaoqiao frowning, Shen Feiyang hurriedly stopped sobbing, and said intermittently with a somewhat nasal voice: "Sister...... Don't be offended! Feiyang doesn't cry, Feiyang ......"

He said that he would not cry, but tears poured out of his eyes one after another like beads with broken threads.

"Stop! I wasn't angry, my throat was so dry. While speaking, Shen Qiaoqiao looked around, was she dreaming?

Looking at the super cute little Zhengtai who trotted to pour water, Shen Qiaoqiao secretly knew that this was her younger brother Shen Feiyang, the little guy was white and clean, like a dog who had just come out of the cage and ignored the buns.

Shen Qiaoqiao's head became heavier and heavier, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he drank three glasses of water in succession, and fell asleep again.

This night, she had a long dream, like watching a movie, and passed another 12 years of Shen Qiaoqiao.

The dream is different from the modern orphanage life, she has a father, a mother, and a lovely younger brother.

Originally, this family of four lived a very happy life. It's a pity that his father Shen Yu went to the mountain to hunt and was attacked by wild beasts and died, and his mother Yun was martyred.

Shen Qiaoqiao touched the wetness in the corners of her eyes, looking at the familiar gray curtain in her memory, she understood that everything in front of her was not a dream, but a reality.

The dream just now...... It's also a reality that has happened before.

Fortunately, Shen Qiaoqiao was naturally optimistic, she closed her eyes and tried to let herself accept this reality as soon as possible.

In fact, she can't help it if she's not optimistic, who can bring her back again?

Fortunately, my fever has subsided, and I am more energetic than before.

"Goo...... Goo ......"

Xiao Zhengtai, who was originally meticulously guarding the side of the bed, suddenly covered his stomach, and his little face turned red.

"Let's go, Sister will cook for you." Shen Qiaoqiao lifted the quilt and got up, put on the palm-sized cloth shoes, and pulled Xiao Zhengtai towards the kitchen.

This is a quaint farmhouse courtyard, Shen Qiaoqiao thought about putting it on hold, the layout of this three-bedroom, one-living room, one-kitchen, one-bathroom plus independent courtyard, let alone her struggle for another thirty years, not to mention that the property rights are still permanent.

"Sister, the village chief's grandfather's house delivered food at noon. Feiyang is not hungry, Sister eats. Shen Feiyang carefully opened the lid of the porcelain bowl, revealing two vegetable buns made of cornmeal inside.

The Shen family's parents died a month ago, and the sister and brother depend on each other.

The night before yesterday, the original owner suddenly had a high fever that did not go away, and he was very ill, and he did not get better even after taking medicine.

Looking at the little guy in front of him who was staring straight at the bun and swallowing his saliva, the corners of Shen Qiaoqiao's mouth were slightly upturned, and his heart was like a roller coaster, which was so cute!

"Sister is not hungry, Xiao Feiyang eats."

Hearing this, Shen Feiyang raised his head and said in a firm and milky voice: "Sister, I've eaten it." ”

Afraid that Shen Qiaoqiao would not believe it, he deliberately stretched out two fingers and gestured.

The immature lie made the corners of Shen Qiaoqiao's mouth rise wildly, "Since Xiao Feiyang has eaten it, then my sister asked you what kind of stuffing the buns are?" ”

With a brush, Shen Feiyang's little face was as red as a frost persimmon hanging on the tree in autumn, which was cute.

"Yes...... It's ......"

The little guy lowered his head, and said "yes" in his mouth for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, Shen Qiaoqiao had already hummed a little song and began to clean the pots.

It was the first time she had come into contact with the earthen stove, but fortunately she had inherited the memory of the original owner, so it was very smooth to get started.

Shen Qiaoqiao added an appropriate amount of water to the pot, a small handful of washed brown rice, a steamer on the pot, and waited for the water to boil until it boiled, and then put two cornbreads into it.

She had a cursory look at the kitchen, and the rice and noodles were enough to eat for about ten days, and there were a lot of condiments, smoke, sauce and vinegar, and some pickled dried radishes and sweet garlic in the jar.

The Shen family moved to Nanding Village thirteen years ago, and Shen Yu took his pregnant wife Yun to build a blue brick courtyard house in the village to settle down.

This can bring an indescribable shock to the people of Nanding Village, who have always been calm, and all kinds of gossip in the village are flying all over the sky in an instant.

What kind of young lady and little girl eloped from a big family, the son and girl who were kicked out of the house, until Shen Qiaoqiao was born the next year, there were still people discussing with relish.

But as the days passed, the villagers gradually discovered that the couple was just a little better-looking, a little more solid, and the rest were no different from them.

Especially Shen Yu, who is eight feet tall, is a good hunter, and has taken the young men in the village to hunt a lot of big goods in recent years. The Yun people are kind and generous, and they are treated by the women's circle of Nanding Village.

"Oops!"

Shen Qiaoqiao's thoughts were interrupted, and listening to the painful cry from the courtyard, she hurriedly rushed over. I saw Shen Feiyang lying on the ground with his feet facing the sky, holding a small wooden box high in his hand.

After the little guy was helped up, he first solemnly handed the box to his sister, and then touched his little ass.

Shen Qiaoqiao was angry and funny, and pulled the person to the bright hall of the kitchen to take a closer look, and was relieved to see that only the butt fell heavily, and there were no other injuries.

"Why are you in a hurry, walk carefully on a slippery day in the rain." Shen Qiaoqiao said and washed the villain's hands clean, and changed his clean clothes.

"Sister, there are rats in the house!" Shen Feiyang muttered and touched his little ass, there was still some pain there.

It's normal to have rats in the countryside, and even in the big cities, you can sometimes see one or two coming out of the sewers.

Therefore, Shen Qiaoqiao only hummed, put the porridge and buns in front of the little guy, and used chopsticks to pick up a small plate of dried radishes and put them between the two.

"That rat is very hateful, knocking over A-Niang's box on the ground." Shen Feiyang breathed out the hot porridge in the bowl, took a small sip, and his tongue was still numb.

Seeing this, Shen Qiaoqiao moved his bowl in front of him distressedly, picked up the spoon and stirred it lightly, and swept to the wooden box that Shen Feiyang gave her just now, frowning slightly.

If she remembered correctly, the box should have been on Yun's dresser.

In this poor jingle in ancient times, people were still barely hungry and skinny, where could such a big mouse overturn this heavy wooden box?

In fact, the box is not a valuable object, but the original owner, Shen Qiaoqiao, sister and brother, value it very much.

Because in addition to the few pieces of jewelry that the Yun family often wears, there are also stones carefully selected by the river when Shen Qiaoqiao and Shen Feiyang accompanied the Yun family.

"It's hateful, but how does Feiyang know that it's a mouse, or maybe it's a wild cat in the village?" Shen Qiaoqiao asked in agreement.

The little guy said conclusively: "Originally, I wanted to get the oil lamp, but I saw the wooden box fall to the ground. Sister, it must be a mouse. A few days ago, I was anxious to urinate at night, and I heard a sound in the house, but when I went, I only heard a squeak, and I didn't see the shadow of a mouse. ”

Shen Qiaoqiao was shocked, it seemed that not only had someone come, but more than once.