Jiang Yue’s worries about being a middleman did not come true, because her dream of traveling through time came true.
She lay on the bed, staring at the dark, dilapidated roof in a daze. Is this a wooden house?
At this moment, the life of a stranger with the same name and surname flooded into her mind.
Until a sharp voice woke her up.
"The rooster has already crowed and you're still not getting up? How can there be such a lazy bum like you? Hurry up and get up and work."
Roosters crow? Didn't the roosters crow most of the night? Did they mean they couldn't let me sleep?
Immediately afterwards, the small wooden door of the house, which was as small as a chicken coop, was kicked open.
It swayed back and forth with a creaking sound. Judging from the way it looked, it would probably die if it was put into its pocket two or three more times.
She looked out the door and saw a thin, middle-aged woman in linen glaring at her. Her high cheekbones made her look extremely mean.
Of course, listening to her speak, she was already extremely mean.
"Are you deaf? Lazy guy! You're eating my food for free. Hurry up and get up and cook! Are you waiting for me to serve you?"
After Jiang Yue came out of the orphanage, no one spoke to her like this again, and she really wanted to slap someone.
However, her body sat up uncontrollably and she replied dully, "Oh."
Perhaps, her body is still immersed in the past of this character and can't get out of it?
When the vicious woman saw that she woke up, she turned and went into the kitchen cursing.
Jiang Yue opened her clothes and saw the familiar mole on her chest. Only then did she feel relieved that her body was still her own.
So what is this character like?
She couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped thinking about it and went to the kitchen to help with the fire. She was so hungry, as if she hadn't eaten for three days.
When she sat down at the table, the reason for her hunger was finally revealed.
She held the bowl of clear porridge and remained silent.
Calling it "porridge" is a bit of an exaggeration.
A full bowl of water with a few grains of rice in it.
The situation in the bowls of the other people at the table was completely different.
The porridge in the bowl of eldest uncle Jiang Dajin was the thickest, with two-thirds of rice; the second largest amount came from his eldest son Jiang Dagui, then his second son Jiang Erfu, his youngest daughter Jiang Xiaohua, and finally his aunt Eugene Hua.
And she only deserves to drink water.
Seeing her sitting there without moving her chopsticks, her aunt raised her triangular eyes and said, "If you don't want to eat, get out of here and go back to work!"
The others were already used to it and just focused on eating, not paying any attention to her.
Jiang Yue said nothing, just picked up some food and ate it. The food was dry and had no oil or water.
She only picked up two chopsticks and that was it.
The whole family devoured the food voraciously, as if they were afraid that she would take advantage of them.
She was not angry and did not drink the bowl of "porridge". She took the bowl and poured the porridge into the pig trough in front of everyone.
Then put the bowl into the unwashed pot in the kitchen.
"You little bitch!" The aunt thought she was provoking her and rushed over with her hand raised to hit her, but she picked up the backpack on the ground and blocked it with her chest.
"Auntie, I'm going to pick grass for the pigs."
After saying that, she walked straight towards the back mountain, ignoring the unbearable insults coming from behind her.
The corners of her mouth curled up. When dealing with someone you dislike, sometimes, instead of arguing with them in person, you should avoid arguing with them. If you don't take it to heart, the other person will get angry to death.
She had a good memory and chose the most convenient way up the mountain.
The mountain was quite large, and most villagers only dug wild vegetables and gathered grass for pigs in the front. But she wanted to have breakfast, so she went a little deeper into the mountain alone.
She looked left and right, front and back, but there was no one in sight.
I silently thought of the word "meat bun" in my mind, and in an instant one appeared in my hand.
She found a big rock, sat on it, and thought while eating.
Think about Jiang Yue’s character in this world.
When she was 10, her parents passed away and she was adopted by her grandparents. When she was 12, her grandparents passed away one after another, leaving only her uncle's family to take her in.
But her uncle's family were all cruel and cold-hearted. They treated her like a maid all day long, making her eat little and work hard.
She couldn't help but sigh, what a miserable little cabbage.
She touched her chest and cried. She had such a miserable life. No wonder she was still as thin as a bean sprout at the age of 15.
She ate two buns to relieve her hunger and started looking for pig grass.
I picked a few handfuls of grass and put them in the backpack. I would pull for two minutes and then rest for five minutes.
Since there is no one supervising you, you should be nicer to yourself.
As she walked, she wondered what she could do to escape from this vicious family that exploited her...
"ah!"
Without paying attention, I walked deeper and deeper and fell into a big pit.
"Hiss—my waist, it's only been two days!"
She rubbed the joints of her body. Fortunately, apart from a twisted waist, she had no other injuries.
Suddenly, a low growl of a wild beast came from my ear.
She was startled, stood up hurriedly and looked back.
A wild wolf, larger than her, with its fur standing on end and its fangs bared, roared towards her. Its sharp eyes stared at her intently, as if it would pounce on her and bite her throat with its sharp fangs.
Jiang Yue didn't dare to breathe. She swallowed and her legs went limp.
She lowered herself as much as possible, showing a submissive posture.
But it still maintained an aggressive posture, approaching her step by step.
Jiang Yue's back was covered in cold sweat as she slowly backed away.
She didn't know if this pit was dug by hunters to catch large prey. She only took two steps back and her back hit the wall, with nowhere to go.
She closed her eyes, her tears seemed to have dried up long ago when she was a child, and her eyes felt sore.
Did I spend so much money and eat only two buns, and then I would die? There is no way to die by being bitten by a wild wolf in a dream!!!
The thought of being bitten to pieces, perhaps first my neck, then my head, then my hands and feet, tearing out my heart and lungs, hurts so much just thinking about it...
Just when she was in despair, the wolf bent its hind legs and suddenly fell down, lying on the ground gasping for breath.
She secretly opened her eyes and observed the wolf.
It stuck out its tongue, its fangs still exposed, in an attempt to intimidate the enemy, but it seemed to be gradually losing its strength.
Jiang Yue tilted her head to see clearly.
It turned out that its hind legs were injured, staining its white-gray fur red, and the smell of blood was getting stronger.
Her feet were numb from squatting, and she wanted to change her position. But as soon as she moved, the wolf turned its head and stared at her fiercely. She had no choice but to squat where she was.
After about ten minutes, Jiang Yue felt that the wolf seemed to be motionless, so she tried to stand up.
The wolf didn't react. In the silence, only faint panting could be heard.
The pit was not as high as she was, so she was looking for a suitable place to stay while guarding against the wolves.
She jumped hard and climbed up with difficulty.
I breathed a sigh of relief, I was saved.
She was about to leave when she turned back inadvertently and saw the wolf below open its eyes and look at her with a look of despair as if waiting to die.
Her heart seemed to be hit.
I wanted to walk, but I couldn't move my legs.
She sighed, closed her eyes, and jumped again.
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