Sang Luo was sent through by a doctor and a brick.

When she opened her eyes, she was stared at by several pairs of concerned eyes, and then some messy memories flooded into her mind.

Okay! Coincidentally, the original owner has the same name as her, and her name is also Sang Luo.

He is 40 years old, with two sons, two daughters and a three-year-old grandson. She's a celibate, and suddenly she's a mother's milk!

What kind of human suffering is this!

What's even more bitter is that she was in prison as soon as she came, and she was facing the fate of being beheaded.

The husband of the original owner, Lu Huaixu, was on an errand under King Jing, and at the beginning of this year, he followed King Jing to the border to defend against the enemy, but before he came back, it was rumored that King Jing was plotting rebellion, and their family was imprisoned.

I heard that the execution was carried out three days later, and then the original owner was scared to death.

"Mother, are you awake? Don't be afraid, King Jing was rescued on the way back to Beijing, and we may still have hope of living. ”

Sanglu lay on the messy straw, looking around, insects and flies flying. A huge black spider on the spider web in the corner of the wall is leisurely wandering on the web.

The prison was dark and dirty, and the air smelled of damp mustiness.

This living environment is not as happy as sending her away directly and completely with that brick.

Sang Luo got up and grabbed the prison door, looked up to the sky and wept, complaining.

"What a hellish start this is! Amnesty the world, or let me die directly! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the cell head walking towards them, and the large bunch of keys around her waist collided with each other and made a "ding" sound.

"Count you lucky, the crown prince has recovered, and the emperor has granted amnesty to the world, and you have been spared the capital crime and changed to Daqi!" With arrogance in his eyes, the cell boss opened the cell door.

"Mother, it's really amnesty to the world, we don't have to die." The eldest son, Lu Qinghe, supported Sang Luo with an excited face.

Sang Luo was stunned, was she so lucky? Say that the amnesty of the world has really come true!

"Is it really amnesty? We don't have to die? She couldn't hide the excitement in her heart and cried with joy.

Let's just say, how can she die directly after she has traveled all the way over?

Exile is exile, it's better than beheading.

The cell leader's eyes fell on Sang Luo, and he sneered: "The old guy is quite lucky, this time to go to Daqi for 2,500 miles, see how many days you can last?" ”

Sang Luo was immediately upset when he heard this, "Hey! I'm not alive for you to breathe, right? Did I eat your dumplings or drink your rice wine? So long for me to die! ”

Sang Luo's mouth was very rigid, and his stomach hurriedly assisted with a "goo~", and his mind was suddenly full of rice wine dumplings.

The original owner hasn't eaten for a few days?

"I'm so hungry! Suddenly, I really wanted to eat rice wine dumplings. ”

The cell leader was about to get angry, but suddenly he looked puzzled, and looked at Sang Luo with some incredible eyes, "This ...... It's ......"

Lu Qinghe hurriedly escorted Sang Luo behind him and apologized to the cell boss one by one.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! My mother just woke up and kept talking mush! You adults have a lot, don't worry about my mother! ”

"Heh, it's crazy again!" The cell boss snorted coldly and left, continuing to release the other prisoners.

Lu Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Luo looked at the eldest son of the original owner, who was in his twenties, handsome and sincere.

Although he is dirty, there is still an elegance between his gestures.

If he hadn't become a prisoner, he would have been a beautiful son.

The family went out of prison after the procedure. The discharged soldiers gave the exiled prisoners an hour to say goodbye to their loved ones.

Sang Luo's younger brother Sang Yin and his nephew loaded a wagon of things to see them off, and also brought some hot and good meals.

There is actually a rice wine glutinous rice ball in it!

Where did you eat a full meal in prison for more than a month? Looking at the good dishes and good rice, the family of seven couldn't care about the eyes of others, and even licked the bottom of the bowl.

Especially Sangluo, one person finished a bowl of rice wine dumplings, and ate a cage of bean paste buns.

After eating, he burped contentedly.

Sang Yin's heart was very sour. When did the eldest sister eat so roughly? I must have suffered a lot in prison, and my eyes were red.

"Eldest sister, the place in Osaki is not as good as the capital, it is full of mountains, and the people are fierce due to the lack of materials. The carriage is full of useful things, and you can put this money away! ”

"Auntie, you can also take this carriage with you, you can rest in the carriage when you are tired from walking on the road."

Sang Luo lifted the curtain and looked at a carriage of things, and his head was very big while being moved.

Although she had never lived in ancient times, she knew that exile had to be on foot, and it was impossible for you to bring a carriage.

Although these things can be used, if they let their family carry the weight forward, I am afraid that they will really die of exhaustion in the middle of the road.

"Uh...... Brother Yin, your kind-hearted sister has it! We are in exile, and the carriage will definitely not be allowed to be brought, and as for the silver and valuable things, nine percent of them will fall into the hands of the discharged soldiers and thieves when they leave the capital. Let's just bring a few necessities. ”

Sang Yin hesitated for a while, put away the silver, and nodded helplessly: "Okay!" Eldest sister, go to the car and pick out something you like to bring! ”

Sanglu got into the carriage and opened the big boxes one by one.

Her brother was really thoughtful, with clothes for the four seasons, bedding, pots and pans, all kinds of daily necessities, medicines, and some seeds.

What does she want to do with it all?

"Alas!" Sang Luo couldn't help but sigh, "I'm wearing it, so I can't come to cross the welfare or something?" What about space? What about Goldfinger? What about the system? ”

Before the words fell, the box in front of him and the contents disappeared in an instant.

"I'll go, what's the situation?"

Without waiting for Sang Luo to think about it, a domed log cabin appeared in front of him, and in front of the house there were three pieces of reclaimed land, and the soil was black, red, and yellow.

Next to the wooden house is lush bamboo, and there is also a well.

She pushed the door open and walked into the room, where she found all the boxes. Open it, and everything in the carriage is inside.

Storage?

Wow! It's really good, it's good!

Sang Luo glanced around curiously. This room is not big, only fifty or sixty square meters, with two windows.

The furnishings are also very simple, with a long desk in the center of the room, and behind the desk is a couch for sitting and sleeping.

On the left, there are several sets of bookshelves against the wall. There were some books piled up on the shelves, and she walked over and flipped through them, and there were all kinds of books, and she couldn't help laughing.

"Are they all so rolled up now? Do you even know the importance of reading? ”

Sang Luo put down the books, this space can not only store things, but also make you the king of volumes.

It's just that the land outside doesn't know if you can grow vegetables?

She turned over a bag of seeds from the box, scattered it in three fields, and poured it with well water.

Let's see if they grow!

It took about two hours.

Sang Luo took a few necessities and clothes, and the space suddenly disappeared, and she returned to the carriage, which coincided with the moment she entered.

She wanted to enter the space again, but she couldn't.

Was she forcibly kicked out of the space? Or did you run into something you shouldn't be touching?

"I'll go, don't take it with me! What rules do you have for space, can't we talk about it in advance? Kicking people directly is too unmartial arts. ”