MTL - Pampered Consort of the Fragrant Orchard-Chapter 1 Pit crossing

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Tick! Tick!

Du Xiaoli felt that something had fallen on his face, and he reached out and touched it gently.

Is the roof leaking? I will go to the property to talk about it later. Du Xiaoli thought, confused and want to sleep.

wrong! She was obviously sent to the West by a bomb, how could she sleep in bed? !

Du Xiaoli fiercely sat up, but felt dizzy, her heart was nausea and vomiting, and a memory poured into her brain. She quickly closed her eyes and waited for the vertigo to pass.

I am not dead! This is the first thought of Du Xiaoli.

God opened the window for you, and will close your door! This is the second thought of Du Xiaoli.

She was indeed dead in her previous life, and she returned to the body of a 7-year-old girl of the same name. This is God's second life to her.

but--

Borrowing is starved to death!

Looking at the scene in front of him, Du Xiaoli couldn't help but twitch. The four walls of the family? A poor one? These are not enough to describe what she is now!

Where is the door to this house?

How did the holes on the mud wall come from?

Is the haystack underneath a so-called bed?

Except for the top of the head, other places can directly see the black pressed sky. Is this going to be a day?

The rain fell directly into the house, soaking the haystack underneath. What kind of trouble is it? !

Du Xiaojia licks her own temple, she thinks she is super-adaptive, but in the face of such a situation, she still needs time to slow down.

She lay down again, combing the memory in her head and found that she could no longer describe her mood at noon.

The place where she was at this time is a small village in Duzhuang, one of the many small villages in Zhou County. What is above Zhouxian County, she does not know, because the owner of this body has never left this small mountain village, but she knows that her country is called Fengmingguo.

"Feng Mingguo? Is there such a country in history? Is it because of the power of the bombs that I am involved in the turbulence of time and space, to a dynasty that does not exist?" Du Xiaoli sighed and continued to sort out the memories in his mind.

The borrower, the same name as her, just turned seven years and more than a month, and a 10-year-old brother Du Xiuheng lived up to life. When Du Xiaoli was three years old, he fell to the cliff and fell to death in the back of the mountain. The mother Su Suxin died of illness a month ago.

When Du Hai was a young man, he went to work in the city, but he did not earn much money. After returning home, he survived by planting crops, and his family was not rich. After Du Hai’s death, there was almost no source of income in the family. It was all up to the mother to do some needlework to get the town to sell, and exchange some copper plates for strength. Later, the mother became ill, and spent all the money at home, and all the things she could sell were sold. Later, there was no way. Du Xiuheng borrowed money from his hometown to see his mother. He owed a lot of debts.

Du Hai ranks the second child, there is a big brother Du Fu and two younger brothers Du Xiang and Du Ping. The Bodhidharma was the richest man in the village. When he was treating his mother for the sick, he found a lot of money for the uncle. Later, the mother died of illness and was just buried. The uncle took Du Xiaoli's two brothers and sisters out of the house and said that they used the house to pay their debts. Liangtian was also forcibly bought. He also used the money to pay the debts of the villagers.

Fortunately, this half of the mountainside has a broken house that nobody cares about, so that his brother and sister have a temporary shelter.

The two people who were swept out of the house were penniless. Except for the room that was estimated to be inaccessible, they had nothing. Fortunately, the former neighbors saw them poorly, gave them a lack of pot, and a small bag to eat, Du Xiuheng used a stone to set up a small stove outside, usually use the pot to order porridge or wild vegetables, two people I have been married for so many days.

In the past, Du Xiuheng did not care about the food and clothing at home, but just buried himself. Now in order to survive, he had to put down the books, and went to the market to cut wood and sell the money to raise his sister.

However, recently, after a few days of heavy rain, Du Xiuheng could not go to the mountain to cut wood, and the two gradually disappeared. In addition to the rainy weather, there was no shelter from the cold, Du Xiaoli fell ill, and she refused to eat the wild vegetables that Du Xiuheng prepared for her. After three days of illness, she was so screaming.

Du Xiaoli recalled the short life of his predecessor and couldn't help himself. This is really the temper of a young lady but not the life of a young lady!

"You are better than me, you have at least one brother who depends on each other!" Du Xiaoli exclaimed.

She lifted her short hand to her eyes, looked at her dead fingers, and patted her face, she was sure that she had really crossed, and she passed through a small doll.

"Is this going to be a childhood again? The little doll is a little doll. I will be you later." Du Xiaoli thought, unable to withstand the weakness of the body, and slept deeply.

They come, the security. The life of a previous life is not long, but it is very rough. Maybe this is God seeing her hating her past life, so I will arrange a life for her again.

I don’t know how long I have slept. When someone stepped into this room, Du Xiaoli woke up and listened to his steps. He was not very old. He should have borrowed the master’s brother Du Xiuheng.

"Sister, get up and take medicine." Du Xiuheng took a broken bowl and came to the straw pile, shouting at Du Xiaoli, who was sleeping.

"Sister, although this medicine is a bit bitter, but it is good for your health, you are sick, you can't take medicine." Du Xiuheng saw Du Xiaoli refused to get up, thinking she was still abandoning the taste of this medicine, persuaded.

Du Xiaoli thought for a moment. It seemed that he had abandoned the drug before the predecessor, and overturned the drug that Du Xiuheng had come to, and wasted his money.

Du Xiaoli opened her eyes, but she did not have the strength. Du Xiuheng thought she was still unwilling and said, "Hey, drink this, and my brother will give you rice porridge for a while?"

Du Xiaoli looked at Du Xiuheng and said with a weak voice: "Brother, I have no strength."

Du Xiuheng responded, put the bowl aside, try not to let the rain drift in, and then leaned down, put Du Xiaoli up and sit on his own, vacating one hand and picking up the medicine bowl and putting it on her mouth. Let her drink it with her own hands.

Du Xiaoli knows that this medicine is not a good medicine, but for now, it is better than nothing, and for the doctor who often takes medicine, the taste of Chinese medicine is very good.

Du Xiuheng saw Du Xiaoli drinking the medicine, put her down and said, "You take a break, I will give you porridge."

"Brother, isn't there a rice in our family? How do you porridge?" Du Xiaoli asked.

Du Xiuheng’s figure paused and smiled and said: “Brother went to find them and borrowed some meters.”

"I am going to find a loan from the big house. Is it awkward for you?" Du Xiaoli said. Now, when the green and yellow are not connected, whoever has the hoarding rice besides the big brother?

Du Xiuheng did not expect Du Xiaoli to guess, and said: "There is no problem, that is, I have two sentences. Anyway, now there is rice, I will collect the medicine residue, and then give you porridge."

Du Xiaoli remembered that there was no place to cover the rain outside. The original so-called kitchen had temporary construction to cover the rain, but when the last time I came, I accidentally slammed the cover, and when people squatted inside, Even the body can't straighten up.

"Brother, you have to move a few stones in, then put a temporary stove in the room, porridge inside, it is raining outside." Du Xiaoli suggested.

"But are you not smelling the firewood?" Du Xiuheng said.

"It's not cold now. If you cook it inside, you can ease it in the room." Du Xiaoli said, closing his eyes, he will not come in, she can't manage it, because she is once again in a half-dream and half-conscious situation. .

Maybe there is a bowl of medicine on the stomach, maybe the body is too weak, Du Xiaoli did not wake up in the middle, when she blinked again, the sky was already bright.

The rain was still going on, she pulled the thin quilt on her body and lamented the spring weather and the leaking room.

Maybe it was because of the medicine last night, she was a lot better, at least she could sit up. She just sat up and saw Du Xiuheng coming in from the outside, hitting a broken umbrella, and some clothes were wet.

"Sister, you woke up." Seeing that Du Xiaoli was already awake, Du Xiuheng took the umbrella and put it at the door. Then he put a bag of things in the dry place of the house and said, "I will give you the medicine first, then Give you hot porridge."

After finishing Du Xiuheng, he was busy in the house, and he seemed to be quite skilled.

Du Xiaoli discovered that Du Xiuheng really set up a small temporary stove in the house. The medicine had already been fried. It was just hot and hot. He gave the medicine to Du Xiaoli, then took the pot and went out to wash it. The porridge in a bowl was smashed down.

Du Xiaoli drank the medicine, feeling that this body is really empty, even the drug is such a small thing, the body will sweat.

"I had a porridge last night and saw that you were so sleepy. If you think that the effect of the drug has gone on, you will not call you. Now you are hungry. This porridge is hot for a while, and you can drink it after drinking the medicine." Du Xiuheng Say.

Soon, the so-called porridge was also in the hands of Du Xiaoli, she looked at this clear porridge that can raise goldfish, and my heart lamented how poor they were!

Because it is a pot, the porridge has a medicinal taste. She touched her stomach and was really hungry. She drank this bowl of porridge after three or two times. When she finished drinking, she thought about it and asked Du Xiuheng: "Brother, have you eaten yet?"

Du Xiuheng’s eyes were a little dodging and smiled. He said, “I have already eaten. I just looked at the sky when I went out. This rain should not be able to go down for a few days. When the weather is clear, I will go to the mountains to get more firewood and change. The money is for you to buy meat and meat porridge."

Du Xiaoli looked at the wild vegetables next to the pot and silenced for a while, saying, "Brother, why have you gone?"

"Oh, I just went to the doctor, your medicine is gone. I went to see him and I can give you two medicines. You just took the medicine and sleep for a while." Du Xiuheng just packed up Du Xiaoli. The two bowls side answered her question. His voice is more pleasant, and it must have been the doctor who gave him the medicine.

Du Xiaoli nodded, fell down and closed his eyes to sleep. Du Xiuheng saw her sleep, went outside to get some water in, and put the wild vegetables on the side to cook, and then went out with the pot and the bowl, it should be the dishwashing.

After Du Xiuheng went out, Du Xiaoli opened his eyes and looked at the lack of more than half of the wild vegetables. After he made a stay, he closed his eyes and slept.

------Off topic ------

Last year, when the National Day came home and saw the golden oranges in my home, I wanted to write a kind of Tianwen. Today, eight months later, the rafter finally dug the pit. I just want to say: It’s not easy. o(╯□╰)o

Pets one-on-one, strong men and women, early warm-hearted farming, late fighting snakes and ghosts, I hope everyone can support ~\(≧▽≦)/~