"I'm going to marry you."

The girl was carrying a bulging old cloth bag, blocking the door of the house, but her weak voice was as thin as a mosquito and fly, and the morning breeze blew, and her thin and thin body trembled slightly.

The tension on her face was mixed with fear, and she didn't even dare to look up, let alone look at him.

Xiao Cheng was single in his pocket, leaning on the door frame, with a cigarette pinned to his ear, his posture was not mixed, his deep eyes were full of indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, his cold gaze glanced at her, and the corners of his lips set up a casual sneer.

"Not interested."

With that, he opened his long legs and walked straight out.

The cold wind passing by froze the girl's body, and her voice rose a few degrees.

"I'm pregnant."

She quickly opened the white-washed cloth bag, took out the creased report sheet, handed it to Xiao Cheng tremblingly, and immediately bowed her head when she met his gloomy face.

"Yes, yes, it's your ......"

Suddenly, there was a thunderous knock on the door.

Memories were interrupted, and Bai Lu rubbed her swollen and heavy temples and sat up from the wooden bed, holding an unopened green plastic bottle in her hand.

"Dominatrix, open the door!"

The sound of the knock on the door was mixed with the angry sound of the little boy.

Bai Lu raised her hand to lift the old cotton mosquito net, and looked at everything in the room that was simple, shabby, and unfamiliar.

Finally had to accept -

She's back in time!

also wore it to the wife of a local notorious bully who everyone saw and avoided, and Bai Lu, who had the same name and surname as her.

On the wooden table, the girl with fluffy hair in the mirror has fair skin, a pair of bright and pure eyes, beautiful facial features, clean and flawless, and her appearance is the same as hers, but her body is thin and thin.

The one who knocked on the door outside and shouted was the half-brother of the bully Xiao Cheng, Xiao Wei.

The wooden door panel without a latch was tapped, and the door opened.

Seven-year-old Xiao Wei is not tall, thin and short, rushing in with a pot lid, and his washed and yellowed old clothes are hanging on his body, loose and saggy, but his complexion is very good.

Probably angry, because at this moment, he was glaring viciously at the green bottle in Bai Lu's hand.

Three years ago, Xiao Wei's parents quarreled and fought...... Xiao Wei's mother drank this thing and left him.

Xiao Wei snatched the green bottle abruptly, and threw the paper ball that was clenched tightly in his other hand onto Bai Lu.

He glared at her hard and ran out.

Bai Lu looked stunned and spread out the paper ball in his hand.

The scattered old version of five cents is two dollars a piece, although it is old, it is smooth and smooth, and the new creases that are kneaded into small paper balls are still clearly visible, adding up to twenty yuan.

Because of the original family, Xiao Cheng and Xiao Wei have a bad relationship, Xiao Wei is very afraid of Xiao Cheng, and he doesn't dare to trouble him for anything, and Xiao Cheng is often absent from home for three days.

This should be Xiao Wei picking up rags, selling scraps, saving for a long time, and planning to buy school supplies and other money.

was forced to be helpless, so he had to hand it over to her with resentment.

"Iniquity!"

Bai Lu sighed and got up to go out.

The remote southern border town, due to various reasons of geographical location, missed the dividends of reform and opening up, backward economic development, and the streets are still full of blue bricks and black tile houses.

In the atrium of the main house, there is a table of eight immortals, and four benches correspond to the four directions, which are staggered.

The ancient wall clock on the wall, the long and short hands pointed to eleven at the same time, and the pendulum sounded a thick and distant sound.

"Bell, bell, bell......"

The yellowed calendar is blown up by the wind.

Sunday, 23 March 1997.

It was raining heavily, lightning and thunder were roaring, and when Bai Lu came to the kitchen, Xiao Wei was sitting in front of the stove to light the fire.

There are a few eggs stacked on the chicken bowl on the stove, and the seasoning is only salt, oil, and soy sauce, and only a faint layer of black and brown at the bottom of the bottle, and a layer of ash on the cap.

I don't know how long it hasn't been opened.

After the pot was hot, Xiao Wei stuffed a few long bamboo pieces into the stove hole and patted off the ashes on his hands.

Pick up a small bench, put it in front of the stove, raise your feet and stand up, ready to put oil and beat eggs.

"I'll do it."

Bai Lu stuffed the money back into Xiao Wei's hand, took the oil pot, and poured a circle of oil into the pot.

The oil is hot and begins to beat the first eggs.

Xiao Wei was surprised and shocked, staring at her with wide eyes, his little hands motionless.

It wasn't until she was sure she wasn't joking that she carefully folded the money and put it back in the back of her pocket.

As soon as he stepped back from the small bench, he heard a "bang" and a black tile fell into the pot.

Asunder.

The eggs that had just been laid out of the pot were stained with broken tiles, mixed with the rain that kept falling, black, white, and yellow, splashing all over the pot with debris.

In the 21st century, Bai Lu has been fed and clothed since she was a child, and she has no worries about food and clothing, and she was stunned when she saw such an unprecedented scene for the first time!

She carried a spatula in one hand and a broken empty eggshell in the other, and looked down at the crumbs in the pot.

He looked up again at the hole in the tiled roof.

I was stunned for three seconds.

Cai Mumu turned his head and looked at Comrade Xiaowei, who was also stunned on the side: "This ......"

"How?"

Xiao Wei looked at the egg liquid crumbs in the pot with a painful face, if the fire burned more vigorously, the eggs would be beaten into the pot and formed immediately, and they would definitely be edible.

It's a pity that now, it's wasted.

It is not surprising that tiled houses leak rain, but it is the first time he has seen tiles smashed directly into the pot.

"I'm going to move the pot for cooking rice, replace this pot, use it first, and when the rain gets lighter, I'll go up to the roof to see ......"

Before he finished speaking, there was another "bang".

This time, there were several tiles together, and even the bricks that pressed the tiles fell down, directly smashing the pot.

A flame rises from a hole the size of an egg and is extinguished in the blink of an eye by the pouring rain.

Bai Lu and Xiao Wei stood close, splashed with black sleet, and suffered a lot.

The two hurriedly moved the spice bottles, leftover eggs, rice cookers and other intact things to the firewood room next door, and put the enamel washbasin on the stove to catch water.

The basin is too small, and it will be full in less than a moment, so you can only replace it with a large bath, which can barely last a little longer.

After working for a long time, most of my clothes were soaked and my hair was wet.

The kitchen is on the left side of the main house, not an integrated one, but a new tiled house, one for firewood and grass, one for cooking, one big and one small running back to change clothes in the rain.

After Bai Lu finished changing her clothes, she wiped her hair with the corner of her clothes that was not soaked, then went to the firewood room, took the lid of the pot outside to wash it with water, and continued to fry eggs.

The conditions are too difficult.

You can only make the best use of it.

After frying the eggs, stir-fry some vegetables, although there is no piece of meat, it is barely enough for two people to eat.

In fact, although Xiao Cheng rarely goes home, he will give the family money every month, and the original body is alone every time, but he never needs to improve his life.

All of them were saved elsewhere.

After the meal, the pouring rain turned into a drizzle.

Bai Lu opened the old rusty umbrella and instructed Xiao Wei before going out: "I'll go out to buy a pot, you are home alone, don't run to the roof, wait for me to come back."

……

———— delicate dividing line————

The male and female protagonists are physically and mentally clean, 1v1

Pregnancy is a misdiagnosis, drunken night is a misunderstanding, and it will be slowly revealed later, so stay tuned, thank you for your support!