The sun gradually disappeared behind the clouds.
Qi Nuan licked her lips, staring blankly at the withered leaves swaying on the branches outside the window.
She was very hungry, but she knew crying was useless; her voice was hoarse from crying, and all she got was some water.
She transmigrated and became a baby.
She knew very well how poor her family was, and now she could only remain quiet to conserve her energy.
The sound of a woman crying reached my ears.
"Little Tiger's dad, are you really going to throw her away? She's a piece of my flesh too..."
“What else can we do but throw her away? We don’t have any extra food at home, and you don’t have any breast milk to feed her.”
"But...but..." The woman couldn't say anything in the end, she just burst into tears.
"My poor son..."
Qi Nuan was picked up by the man. She looked at him; his face was full of wrinkles and sorrow. He was her father in this life, but soon he would not be.
She knew she was going to be abandoned again. She was a little sad, but that sadness was quickly swallowed up by the hunger in her stomach.
The baby in front of me was thin and small, but its open eyes appeared large and bright.
She's so beautiful, the man thought, how wonderful it would be if she were a son.
"Wait, let me check on her again..." Just as Qi Nuan was about to be carried out by the man, the woman called out to him.
The woman sat on the bed, her hair disheveled, her eyes filled with guilt as she looked at her. "Don't blame your mother, don't blame your mother..."
The woman looked at her, and slowly her gaze changed from guilt to resentment.
"Whose fault is it that you're not a man?"
Perhaps only in this way can a woman feel at ease letting go of her, Qi Nuan thought.
Perhaps she was never destined to have parents.
Qi Nuan's mind was blank at that moment; she didn't know if she resented them.
She felt so sleepy, and all the sounds gradually faded away.
"Mother, where is Father taking my little sister?"
The woman looked up and saw her third daughter staring at her with a terrified expression. "Are you going to abandon your little sister?"
The woman didn't answer her daughter's question; instead, she asked, "Girl, why are you back?"
...
Qi Nuan was woken up by the cold. It was already autumn, and the nights were very cold, and she was only wrapped in a thin layer of cloth.
She never imagined she would die so soon after birth.
So cold, so cold. She felt both cold and hungry. No, she didn't want to die.
"Ah...ah..." She wanted to cry out loud, but found that her voice was already hoarse and she could only make whimpering sounds.
After an unknown amount of time, the moon gradually climbed into the sky.
She was in so much pain. Ants crawled onto her fair body and gradually gnawed at her flesh.
Someone please save me...
Help me, it hurts so much, tears kept streaming from my eyes.
What did she do wrong to deserve this suffering?
Waaah, if she's going to die, let her die a quick and painful death! She really doesn't want to die like this!
Sigh! It would have been better if she had just died in the modern world. Why did you have to let her be reborn?
Ants gradually crawled onto her face. She was terrified, so terrified, as if she were waiting for a slow and agonizing death.
Someone please save me...
It seemed that heaven had heard her prayers, for a loud bang rang out beside her.
"Damn it, who's so heartless as to leave a dead body here!"
Jiang Yu stole a few sweet potatoes from the field under the moonlight and sneaked back, but tripped over a tree branch.
He fell next to Qi Nuan, but didn't even look at her, instead picking up the fallen sweet potatoes.
He was about to leave when he felt something pull him back. He turned around and saw that the baby on the ground wasn't quite dead yet.
"Tsk tsk, how ruthless."
He lamented that the path was now overgrown with weeds, and no one ever walked this way except when he was doing petty theft.
It seems the person who abandoned her didn't intend for her to live.
But that's none of his business; all he wants to do right now is go home and roast a sweet potato.
Seeing that he was about to leave, Qi Nuan could only tightly grip his trouser leg with her hands.
Help me… My eyes were fixed on him.
Jiang Yu turned around and looked at the baby's hand clutching her trouser leg, then at the baby's face, which was now covered with ants.
Only one pair of eyes stared intently at the boy in the moonlight, their eyes filled with pleading.
Qi Nuan knew that if the boy in front of her didn't save her, she would definitely die, and all she could do was pray to this seven or eight-year-old boy.
The boy squatted down and picked the ants off her face.
He caught them one after another, very seriously, as if it were a fun game, and it took him quite a while to finish.
Jiang Yu looked into her eyes, the moonlight casting a cold glow on her tear-filled eye sockets.
It's so beautiful, he thought.
Do you want me to save you?
Qi Nuan couldn't speak, she could only blink her eyes forcefully.
"Then you have to be a good girl and listen to me. You can only listen to me, understand?"
He then picked her up.
The boy was thin and small, but his arms were unusually strong.
In the darkness of night, the boy led her across a desolate mountain.
Qi Nuan gradually felt at ease in his arms.
The boy's home was at the foot of the mountain; it was a small thatched hut.
Jiang Yu placed Qi Nuan on the table, then went to get some firewood, lit a fire, boiled water, and threw a sweet potato into it.
Qi Nuan kept her gaze fixed on him.
After finishing his work, Jiang Yu came to the table and saw Qi Nuan obediently staring at him. He couldn't help but smile.
"Good girl."
Then he carried her to the fire, unwrapped the cloth covering her, and caught the ants on her body one by one, throwing them into the fire, making a sizzling sound.
During this time, Qi Nuan behaved very well.
After catching the ants, the water on the fire boiled.
Jiang Yu placed Qi Nuan in the basin and began to wipe her body. His movements were somewhat rough, but he wiped her very carefully.
The boy had no expression, but Qi Nuan could feel his gentleness.
Her eyes welled up slightly, and she opened her mouth, but only silently said it in her heart.
Thank you.
After everything was ready, the boy casually wrapped her in a cloth and placed her on the bed.
He sat to the side, casually scraped the outside of the roasted sweet potato with a piece of wood, and then took a bite.
The aroma of sweet potatoes awakened her hunger.
She sipped her teasing and watched the boy eat the sweet potato.
Noticing Qi Nuan's gaze, the boy looked at her, then at the sweet potato in his hand, sighed, and used his fingertips to put the sweet potato into her mouth.
But can a three-month-old baby eat this?
Qi Nuan was unaware that all she could do was keep licking the hard-won food with her tongue.
The boy stared at her for a long time, then stood up, took a knife from the kitchen, and gently cut his finger.
Put your finger in her mouth.
She had no time to think about anything else and could only instinctively suck the blood flowing from his wound.
Jiang Yu simply watched the baby's movements quietly, as if she felt no pain, her eyes frighteningly calm.
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