"My dear Qibao, wake up quickly, open your eyes and look, I will make you your favorite egg custard! Woo woo"
At this time, a burst of mournful crying came from the farmyard, which should have been busy with farming. The farmyard was filled with more than a dozen people, young and old, each with red eyes and tears on their faces, praying for the poor girl lying in the west wing.
At this time, a boy who looked like the girl on the bed and was crying with tears and snot all over his face said, "Sister, wake up quickly. Sixth brother will catch sparrows for you to roast and eat. Wake up quickly, woo woo."
"What's going on? Am I not dead? Why is it so noisy in my ears? Is this a hospital?" Xu Linyue thought.
Suddenly, a strange memory rushed into her mind, and her brain throbbed. After sorting through the fragments in her mind, she was stunned! She thought that she, the top female agent of the 21st century, had traveled through time... This was not a dream. The sound of the woman crying in her ears proved it all!
According to the original owner's memories, she traveled to a fictional dynasty that didn't exist in history. This country was called Dragon Soul Country. The original owner's village was called Xujia Village, located in the remote mountains in the south of this country. Every household in this village lived in extreme poverty. The original owner, also named Xu Linyue, was the youngest child in the family. She had six older brothers, and she was the only girl, making her the most favored child in the family.
The original owner's grandfather, Xu Dashan, is a genuine farmer. He is forty-three years old this year. His grandmother is Wang Cui'e, forty-two years old this year. She is in charge of all expenses in this family. She is a fair and just old lady. She has three sons. The eldest uncle is Xu Yifeng and his wife is Zhang Chunmei. The couple has two children, a pair of twin brothers. The older one is named Xu Wenwu and the younger one is named Xu Zhiyong, who is ten years old this year, which means both civil and military and courageous.
My second uncle’s name is Xu Yihua, and his wife is Li Wenxiu. The couple has two sons. The elder one is Xu Zihao, who is nine years old this year and the third among six brothers. The younger one is Xu Zijie, who is seven years old this year and the fifth among six brothers.
The third child, the original owner's father, was named Xu Yicheng. The original owner's mother was Lin Honglian. They had two sons and one daughter. The eldest, Xu Siyuan, was eight years old and the fourth of six brothers. The youngest, Xu Mingxuan, was a twin boy and girl with the original owner. He was the sixth of the brothers and was born a quarter of an hour earlier than the original owner.
Fortunately, this body shared the same name as mine: Xu Linyue. She was the seventh child in the family, so everyone called her Qibao. Because she was the only girl in the family, her grandparents, uncles, aunts, and brothers all granted her every request, doting on her.
The original owner was playful at the riverside watching the village kids fishing. In his excitement, he slipped and fell into the water, hitting his forehead on the tip of a rock in the water. He bled a lot and was unconscious and dying when he was pulled out.
After analyzing the structure of the house and the whole story, she slowly opened her eyes and looked around. This house was really poor. The four walls were made of mud. There was a gap in the wall, and you could vaguely see the light coming through. There was a tattered wooden table next to the bed, covered with a thin quilt that was washed white and full of patches. Fortunately, the weather was just the beginning of autumn and it was not too cold.
The last thing he saw was his grandmother Wang, whose face was covered with tears.
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