Chu Daya thought about her second sister Erya, who was less than two years younger than her, and Dazhu from her second uncle's family. They didn't have to do anything every day. Before winter came in the northwest, her second uncle's family and his wives went to visit their second aunt's family in Gansu Province. They would probably come back after the Chinese New Year...

My third uncle's family, who had always been doted on by my grandmother, had been admitted to high school early because they were good at studying. They became teachers in the primary school of the regiment. Later, through the introduction of a colleague, they married my third aunt who worked in the supply and marketing cooperative of the regiment and settled down in the regiment. Later, they seldom returned to the company...

Chu Tian (Chu Tian), who had been in a coma for seven days, stared blankly at the scene before her. Where was this simple, dimly lit place? Wasn't she asleep in her bedroom?

Chu Tian felt that she was still asleep, so she quickly closed her eyes again and said to herself, I am dreaming, I am dreaming, this is fake, it is fake...

Just as she was brainwashing herself madly in her mind, Chu Tian felt a small hand touching her forehead, and the baby voice of a little girl came.

"father····"

Chu Tian felt her heart tremble. She closed her eyes tightly and told herself that this was fake, not true. But, but, the fact was obviously not true. This was the truth...

As the little girl's tears dripped onto her face, Chu Tian felt that she could not continue pretending to be asleep. She opened her eyes and saw a malnourished little face looking at her face to face. Chu Tian blinked, and the little girl also blinked. After a moment, the little girl suddenly screamed.

"Mother, mother..."

Chu Tian opened her mouth quickly, only to utter the word "I" before froze. Panicked, she touched her throat and felt an Adam's apple that didn't belong to her. Instantly, she reached for her chest, only to find it flat and flat, causing her to sit up abruptly. Where was her C? Where had it gone?

She lifted up the patched quilt covering her body, pulled down her pants, and looked at the extra thing. Chu Tian burst into tears. She, she, she traveled through time and became a man, or was she resurrected as a ghost?

The little girl was so frightened by her father's actions that she fell off the kang and ran out without even wearing a cotton jacket. As soon as she ran out of the dugout, she saw her mother holding a bowl of rice and rushed over to her.

Yao Xiujuan was startled by her daughter rushing over and almost spilled her clear porridge. "Wu Ya, what's wrong with you? Why did you come out without a cotton jacket?"

Wu Ya looked at Yao Xiujuan with a terrified expression, "Mom, Dad, Dad... "

Wu Ya was young and didn't know how to express herself, so her words were unclear.

Yao Xiujuan's face turned pale in an instant. She thought Chu Tian had died. The bowl in her hand fell to the ground instantly, and the porridge spilled all over the ground. The porcelain bowl rolled in the snow. She didn't care about this and ran towards the cave.

Liu Zhaodi and the eldest brother's family, who were eating in the main hall, looked at each other in bewilderment. Chu Jun put down his bowl and chopsticks and said to Liu Zhaodi, "Mom, my God..."

Liu Zhaodi was stunned for a moment, then she continued to eat woodenly with her bowl, saying only lightly, "Eat. Even if we want to bury the body, it's impossible to dig in the ice and snow..."

"But·····"

Chu Jun opened his mouth and was about to say something, but then he saw Liu Zhaodi drink the porridge in the bowl in one gulp, put down her bowl and chopsticks, stood up and walked towards her room.

Ma Cuihua said impatiently, "You don't want to eat? If not, give the meal to Erzhu. Erzhu is in the period of growth..."

As he said this, he was about to take the rice bowl in front of the Chu army...

Chu Jun watched helplessly as Ma Cuihua poured half of the porridge in her bowl to her son and said timidly, "But, Tian is my fourth brother..."

Ma Cuihua rolled her eyes. "But what but? Mother wishes Fourth Brother would die, and you're still complaining about heaven and earth every day. Aren't you stupid?"

Chu Army, "..."

Erya looked at Ma Cuihua pouring half of the porridge for her little brother and envied her, "Mom, I want some too. I'm growing too!"

Ma Cuihua angrily scolded, "What kind of body do you have, little girl?"

Having said that, Ma Cuihua still picked up Daya's bowl and gave half of her already limited porridge to Erya.

Daya looked at herself with red eyes, feeling very aggrieved as she only had porridge left at the bottom of her bowl...

Seeing this, Chu Jun sighed inwardly. He picked up his bowl and poured half of the remaining porridge to Daya...

Ma Cuihua rolled her eyes and muttered in her heart, they were all her children, why were only the eldest brother and Chu Jun the ones who couldn't even make a fart with a stick, not like her at all...