"My son, why are you so unlucky?"
Inside the dilapidated straw hut, an old woman with a wrinkled face sat slumped on the ground, wailing.
The air pressure was terrifyingly low, and all that could be heard was the old woman's sorrowful lament.
Zhen Wanwan was woken up by hunger, as if she hadn't eaten in ages, and her throat felt like it was on fire.
I felt a bit nauseous because my stomach was empty, and I only dry heaved water.
"My aunt is awake! Grandma, help me! My aunt has come to our house as a wandering ghost!"
Zhen Xiaohu screamed in fright. The clothes she was wearing were already too small, and when she jumped up, most of her buttocks were exposed.
It's so funny it makes you want to laugh.
He sprawled onto the middle-aged man beside him like a rocket.
It was her eldest brother, Zhen Fugui, who was also Xiao Hu's biological father.
The man apologized with a simple and honest expression: "Girl, you're awake. Xiao Hu is being naughty; I'll deal with him later."
Then he grabbed Zhen Xiaohu by the ear and pulled him down.
"Wanwan, my old maid, you're going to scare me to death! If anything happens to you, I won't be able to live either."
The wailing that Zhen Wanwan had just heard came from the old woman in front of her, who was also the original owner's mother.
She should be considered her mother now.
"Mother, I'm fine. I just fainted from hunger. I'll be fine after resting for a while. Please get up."
While in a coma, Zhen Wanwan had already received the original owner's memories, a very simple life.
She is 18 years old and has lived in Lijia Village since she was a child. She has only been to the provincial capital once in her life, and she almost got lost there.
She is quiet and doesn't like to talk. She has always been self-conscious because of acne on her face and doesn't like to interact with others.
Because her family was poor and she was considered ugly, she couldn't find a husband and became an old maid who couldn't get married.
If it were just that she couldn't get married, that would be fine, but the problem is that the original owner got pregnant before she was even married!
We still don't know which man she conceived with!
The original owner's reputation was notorious for its badness, and gradually the villagers became less willing to get along with the Zhen family.
The original owner was sensitive and insecure, and didn't even want to go out from her own doorstep.
If it had been discovered earlier, perhaps the baby could have been aborted.
However, by the time it was discovered, more than six months had passed, and it was too late to get an abortion.
Seeing that her daughter didn't seem suicidal, Old Lady Li felt relieved and looked at her with heartache.
"Don't listen to what those people outside are saying. Even if you never get married in your life, your old mother is willing to take care of you. When you get old, Tiger will take care of you!"
Out of the corner of her eye, Zhen Wanwan caught a glimpse of her sister-in-law, Wang Juhua. She saw Wang Juhua biting her lower lip and clutching the hem of her clothes, clearly very opposed to Old Lady Li's decision.
“Mother, I won’t do anything rash. I will live well from now on. Please consider me your daughter who has lost her husband. Once the famine is over, I will raise the child on my own.”
Zhen Wanwan's tone was firm and left no room for refusal; these were her true feelings.
Before she transmigrated, she loved children, but she was also terrified of marriage, especially of having to serve someone else's entire family after marriage, which made her feel suffocated just thinking about it.
Now, she has traveled to ancient times and is pregnant. Although life is a bit poor, she has already come all this way and has nowhere to complain if she wants to refuse.
Looking at her daughter's tired face, Old Lady Li felt sorry for her and didn't want to persuade her any further. She simply told her to take care of herself and then dismissed everyone.
She was going to get some eggs that she had been secretly saving for a long time to nourish her daughter, since it was a meal for two.
After calming down, Zhen Wanwan felt dizzy and her stomach was so hungry that she couldn't feel it anymore. The bitter juice she had just vomited was still filling her mouth.
If only we had bread.
A flash of inspiration struck Zhen Wanwan, and a vacuum-packed bread appeared in her hand.
The transparent plastic bag allows you to clearly see what's inside; pale pink pork floss threads are wrapped around the bread, and its slight weight in your hand makes it seem even more real.
Suppressing her joy and excitement, Zhen Wanwan struggled to get out of bed and peered through the crack in the broken door at the outside.
Very well, there's only an old broom by the gate, so Zhen's family has probably gone up the mountain to find food.
Zhen Wanwan quickly withdrew herself, preparing to learn about the space.
"The bread is out."
"Ham sausage, come out!"
...
Unfortunately, it didn't work after trying for half an hour.
Is it that your mouth isn't working properly anymore?
I tried summoning the item in my mind, but it doesn't seem to work!
Zhen Wanwan was on the verge of tears, looking at the bread in her hand, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck her.
"I wish I had a bottle of milk."
After saying that, a bottle of warm milk appeared in his hand.
Zhen Wanwan laughed so hard her gums were showing. She never expected to encounter time travel in this lifetime, and even more unexpectedly, she also possessed a spatial artifact that only appeared in fantasy novels!
"Coo coo coo~"
Her stomach began to protest, its loud rumbling waking her from the hunger that had been overshadowed by her surprise.
If she doesn't eat soon, she might starve to death just like the original owner of this body.
Zhen Wanwan regretfully replaced the milk and bread with millet porridge.
The original owner's body is currently too weak to tolerate strong tonics; consuming too much protein at once will only worsen her condition.
After slowly and carefully finishing her millet porridge, Zhen Wanwan felt like she had finally come back to life and was in the mood to study the space more thoroughly.
"I wish I could go inside the space."
The moment she finished speaking, Zhen Wanwan appeared in a large supermarket.
Looking at the scene before her, she felt a little dazed, as if the time travel she had just experienced was just a dream. Wasn't this the supermarket downstairs from her rented apartment?
Every day after her night shift, she goes in to buy some supplies. Unlike before when it was crowded with people, now she is the only one there.
The huge supermarket was unusually quiet.
The supermarket, which spans over 500 square meters, was completely deserted, with shelves piled high with goods.
"We've struck it rich!"
Zhen Wanwan's first reaction was happiness and excitement.
She was initially uneasy about being transported to ancient times, especially during a year of famine.
Now, looking at the food in front of me, the heavy weight has finally been lifted.
The supermarket is divided into seven sections: fruit and vegetable section, dairy product section, meat product section, frozen food section, puffed food section, beverage section, and daily necessities section.
Zhen Wanwan first went to the meat and vegetable section, where there were frozen fish, chicken, duck and pork, seafood, crayfish, vegetables, potatoes, corn, flour and so on.
In addition to readily available food, there were all sorts of seeds and several books on farming.
The book cover uses the style of ancient book covers, so it won't look out of place even when taken out in public.
Zhen Wanwan randomly flipped open one of the books and found that the text was written in both simplified and traditional Chinese characters.
Fortunately, she doesn't have to become illiterate.
Afterwards, I looked at the other areas, which were roughly the same as the supermarket layout in my previous life.
Aside from the new floor-standing LCD screen at the supermarket entrance, I fiddled with it for ages but still couldn't figure out how to turn it on.
Finally, in the daily necessities section, in addition to underwear, quilts, and bedding sets, a large quantity of uncut fabrics were added.
Fabrics were divided into two types: one was high-quality silk used by the wealthy, and the other was cotton, linen, and coarse cloth that ordinary people could only afford.
Poor families can only afford coarse cloth; cotton cloth is currently only seen being used by the village chief's family.
Suddenly, the sound of arguing came from outside.
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