"Little sister, how do you feel? Big brother will blow on you, and it will stop hurting." Seven-year-old Sang Yu acted like an older brother. He blew on Sang Jin's little hand with his little mouth.
"Ah——" Suddenly Sang Jin felt a sharp pain in her head.
"Xiao Jin, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother." Zi Shufen saw Sang Jin suddenly hugging her head and screamed.
"Mom, I'm fine. I just woke up and have a headache. I'll be fine after a rest." Sang Jin comforted Zi Shufen. In this life, she has a father who loves her, a mother who cares for her, and a brother. It's wonderful.
After Sang Jinjing's recent stabbing pain, she began to recall some memories of this body. This body was incredibly small, only five years old. It wouldn't be six until the end of the year.
If she does not improve the cultivation of this body, one day her body will not be able to accommodate the huge mental power of her current Tribulation Crossing Stage and will explode and die.
She didn't know if the secret realm her master had given her still existed. The imprint of the secret realm existed in her soul sea, and she had to find a chance to test it. All her belongings were in the secret realm.
But she was too weak to move at the moment. She could only wait until everyone fell asleep and try again.
"Xiao Jin, come and eat something. This is the porridge I scooped from your grandfather. You haven't eaten for a day, so it would be best if you could drink some porridge." It was not easy for Sang Mu to bring the porridge over.
He had to beg his mother for a long time to get this half bowl of porridge.
It's called porridge, but there are very few grains of rice in the bowl.
The porridge was too watery and not filling. Sang Mu gave Sang Jin half a flatbread.
"Thank you, Dad." Zi Shufen brought porridge to Sang Jin, but Sang Yu fell asleep at Sang Jin's feet. After all, he was still a child. When he was tired, he would feel sleepy.
This porridge is the most delicious porridge Sang Jin has had in the past hundred years. It is the taste of family care.
From then on, she was Sang Jin, the youngest daughter of the Sang family's eldest branch, the same name as her previous life.
If her master knew that she came to this continent, she would be happy for her. The family affection that she didn't have in her previous life was made up for in this life.
But her parents were really too poor. All the money went to her grandmother, and her father clearly earned enough to provide for their family. How much could the Sang family earn just from Grandpa and Uncle Sang's farming?
As the night deepened, Sangmu built a fire next to the wooden cart. Fortunately, he had a fire spirit, so making a fire was a piece of cake for him.
Zi Shufen fell asleep leaning against him. He was still alert and vigilant for the Sang family.
This was an order from his father Sang Jin. He and his brother Sang Huo had to take turns keeping watch.
Seeing that his father had been watching over them and hadn't slept, Sang Jin felt speechless.
How could she possibly try to enter the secret realm? She couldn't possibly perform a miracle in front of her father.
Sang Jin had no choice but to fall asleep on the wooden cart. In the dream, Sang Jin saw all kinds of things in her past life, as well as the silly Sang Jin in this life.
Suddenly, Li Jingyu appeared in Sang Jin's dream. She saw that Li Jingyu had left the sect because of her death.
Then he went to the place where she died and committed suicide by jumping off a cliff? What the hell is going on? A talented cultivator went to the place where she died and committed suicide?
Is this considered a suicide for love? Why did she think of such a word?
She had no feelings for him, so how could she commit suicide for love? Sang Jin shook her head vigorously, rejecting this absurd idea again.
"Li Jingyu!" Sang Jin exclaimed, startling Sang Yu, who was sleeping at her feet. It also caught the attention of her father, Sang Mu.
"Little sister, did you have a nightmare?" Sang Yu looked at her sister's face and neck covered in sweat.
"Xiao Jin, don't be afraid. Dad will take care of it for you. Did anyone push you down the mountain yesterday?" Sang Mu asked.
In fact, he wanted to ask before, but the child had just woken up and was not very clear-headed. He was afraid of irritating her.
Sang Jin was still a little uncomfortable with the feeling of her family members vying to ask about her well-being.
"No one pushed me yesterday. I just slipped and fell." Originally, Sang Jin also suspected that silly Sang Jin was pushed down the hillside by someone with ulterior motives.
But Sang Jin searched Silly Sang Jin's memory and found out that Silly Sang Jin had fallen down accidentally.
The five-year-old child, who was frail, died just like that, and this also led to her rebirth.
The Sang family didn't have any major conflicts with the villagers. Even if there were any, they were just minor family disputes. They wouldn't go so far as to retaliate against a stupid child.
"That's okay. Can you practice now?" Sang Mu knew that his daughter had reached the first level of Qi Refining, but he only told his wife Zi Shufen about this and did not tell anyone else in the family.
"Yes!" Sang Jin replied.
"That's great. You two should go to sleep. We still have to travel tomorrow." Sang Mu said as he covered Sang Jin and Sang Yu with the quilt that had just been thrown aside.
"What can be cultivated? Am I also a cultivator?" Little Sang Yu asked with her head tilted.
"Go to sleep soon, brother. You can practice in the future." Sang Jin said.
In fact, she had seen Sang Yu's physical condition and knew that he just had blocked meridians. Once her realm was a little higher, she would be able to help him open up his meridians.
And so the brother and sister continued to sleep.
The next morning, after waking up, each member of the Sang family drank some rice soup and began to follow the large group from the village on their journey.
Village chief Zhou said that they were going to go further south and heard that there was a place called Munanfu under their jurisdiction.
There's a sea there, so if you go that way, there's definitely water. I just don't know if they still accept refugees.
After more than ten days of travel, Sang Jin's injuries were almost healed. She quietly practiced Qigong every night to heal her injuries, so naturally, her injuries healed much faster than those of ordinary people.
At least I can walk now. This way I can find an excuse to get away from the Sang family.
"Mom, I need to go to the bathroom." Sang Jin tugged at Zi Shufen's clothes. Her big, watery eyes blinked, instantly captivating Zi Shufen.
"Then mother, please accompany Xiaojin." It was time for the Sang family to cook dinner, so they found a place not far from the stream.
The villagers stopped to fetch water and cook a meal. After more than ten days of walking, their rations had long since run out. They needed to cook for themselves.
So most people fetched water and cooked some porridge. Every household could still scrape together a little rice, so eating some porridge every day became a common sight for the villagers.
After Zi Shufen told Sang Mu that she wanted to accompany her little daughter to the toilet, she took her daughter to the bushes not far away.
Sang Mu took Sang Yu to wash clothes by the stream. It was June, the beginning of summer. The clothes would dry overnight.
He washed it now and put it in a basin, then took it out and hung it on the tree to dry when he rested at night. It would be dry when he got up in the morning.
"Mom, just stay here. I'll just be a little bit over there." Sang Jin pointed to a place and said.
The bushes over there were denser. Once they went inside, Zi Shufen, who was outside, couldn't see what she was doing.
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