After Hua Rong left this world, she learned about the original owner Deng Hua Rong's memories.
She was speechless. It turned out that the original owner of this body was the female lead of this world!
Hua Rong said: This is truly the first time I've ever seen such a miserable female lead!
In her previous life, after being used as an ATM by Deng Fei for a period of time, the original owner discovered that she was pregnant.
Before she even found out who the father of the child in her belly was, Mao Wendan's mistress came to her door with the child.
He angered her to the point of miscarriage!
Mao Wendan then pinned the blame for his infidelity on her, saying that he hadn't touched her during her pregnancy.
In fact, the child was indeed Deng Fei's.
She dared not argue with Mao Wendan.
After leaving with nothing, she worked hard, hoping to save money to leave Beijing.
However, Deng Fei did not let her off the hook, and Mao Wendan and her close colleagues also ruined her reputation.
This forced her to resign.
She met Zhen Gang when she was at her poorest and most destitute.
Zhen Gang treated her very well, and she gradually fell in love with him.
Zhen Gang even took care of Deng Fei for her, so that Deng Fei wouldn't dare to bother her anymore.
Just when the story was about to end in a happy reunion, the original owner of the body died.
The murderer is Wang Zhenliang.
Hua Rong: -_-||
She was speechless.
Fortunately, the Demon Protection Law has been abolished!
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Although the Great Yan Kingdom was known for its year-round spring-like climate, its capital, Longjing, was an exception.
Winters in Longjing are very cold.
When the north wind blows, not to mention whether the beautiful scene of thousands of pear trees in bloom will appear, the water will freeze in an instant.
Hua Rong, dressed in linen clothes, looked at the small bucket that the young man had made for her and slowly lowered it into the well.
She is only four or five years old now, but she is pale and thin, and doesn't look cute at all.
However, just by looking at her facial features, one can tell that she is a natural beauty.
However, if it continues to be roughly nurtured, this golden embryo will probably turn into mud!
She stood by the well, laboriously pulling up the bucket she had just lowered.
With its short arms and legs, it seemed as if it would fall down at any moment.
However, the bucket in her hand was made by her younger brother based on her height, and it wasn't heavy even when she filled it halfway with water.
Hua Rong picked up the half-bucket of water and hurried home.
The stone path, cleared of snow, was slippery with slush. Hua Rong walked quickly but carefully.
She really went to great lengths to make sure there were boiled sweet potatoes when she got home.
In the dead of winter, water exposed to the air freezes very easily.
When Hua Rong arrived at the door of her mud-brick house and didn't see her clingy younger brother, Gu Huagui, she already had a plan in mind.
A few days ago, Gu Huarong's parents were discussing that they were out of rice and food.
For refugees like them who only moved to the outskirts of Longjing last year due to flooding.
Without rice to survive the winter, it's just waiting to die!
Hua Rong curled his lip. Great Yan truly lived up to its reputation as a country on the verge of collapse!
The resettlement of these disaster victims has been ongoing for almost a year, but there is still no set plan.
Serves them right!
Although it was a grassland, Hua Rong could only head home.
Because she also wanted to be sold.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw a little boy dressed in burlap clothes squatting in the corner playing with stones.
The little boy was only seven or eight years old. Unlike Hua Rong, who was skinny, he looked stronger.
Hua Rong noticed that his complexion wasn't good, and knew that the human traffickers might have already arrived.
"Brother."
Hua Rong, carrying a small bucket, called to the little boy.
Gu Huagui looked up, and Hua Rong then noticed that he not only looked unwell, but also had teary eyes.
Upon seeing her, he couldn't wait to wipe away his tears, as if afraid she would discover he was crying.
Hua Rong turned her gaze away, refusing to look at him.
My ears twitched slightly, and I heard what sounded like a commotion inside the house.
What "silver" and what "handsome"?
You don't even need to listen carefully to know that the original owner's parents are discussing how to sell her for a good price!
In order for the poor families to survive, these little girls became commodities to be exchanged for money.
If you're unlucky, you'll be sold to a brothel; if you're lucky, you'll be sold to a wealthy family and become a lowly maid.
After all, if she is capable, she might become a head maid or even a concubine in the future!
This is all the poor people can hope for.
If you're even luckier, you might be sent to the palace to work as a maid.
Hua Rong's desired path was to enter the palace.
There's no other way; if you want to live, you have to walk into the richest cage in the world!
"Rongrong, you're back." Gu Huagui's voice was still a little hoarse.
But he still acted like a big brother, trying his best to smile at his beloved little sister.
Before Hua Rong could answer, Gu Huagui took the bucket from her and went into the kitchen.
A tiny person stood on a stool and started cooking.
The process of rinsing the rice and putting it into the pot can be completed in one smooth motion.
You can tell at a glance that she's used to doing housework.
It took several attempts to light it.
This is because the firewood doesn't get wet in winter.
If it were during the extra summer or autumn season, the firewood probably wouldn't be so easy to light.
After all, this is an era similar to the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods of a certain world.
Lighters and matches haven't appeared yet!
After lighting the fire, he eagerly pulled Hua Rong to the stove to warm themselves by the fire together.
He even gave his stool to Hua Rong to sit on, while he squatted to the side.
She then used her own small hands to cover Hua Rong's even smaller hands, trying to warm them up.
"Rongrong..."
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