The silver snowflakes fell on her palm and melted instantly. Ling Mu'er looked at the distant mountain range. With silver makeup, she could vaguely see some branches and trees. However, they soon covered up the color. The snow had been falling for a whole month and there was no sign of stopping.
Ling Mu'er wrapped her clothes around herself, and her deep eyes were filled with confusion.
It had been two days, and she finally accepted the reality. She had changed from a modern descendant of an ancient doctor to a modern girl. This family was poor, with a father and a mother and a lame brother, and a younger brother who didn't like to talk. In this cold winter, there was no more food in the family, and their family had been hungry for three or four days.
It should be said that in this country's home, the original owner had never been full. This time, they had completely cut off food for three or four days.
Three years ago, his elder brother, Ling Zixuan, had injured his leg when he was working with his father. His parents felt sorry for him and tried their best to treat him. At that time, there was no branch family. He lived with his eldest uncle, second uncle, and second uncle, as well as his grandparents. The money he had earned in the past was in the hands of his grandparents. His grandparents did not want to spend money on seeing his eldest brother's legs, so they immediately arranged a branch family.
After the separation, their family didn't get much. Their parents were honest and gave them two acres of medium-sized farmland and two acres of low-grade farmland. They rented a vegetable field and moved it to a shabby house at the foot of the mountain. When their father went to work in the city, he could get more than two hundred yuan a month. These two hundred yuan was the foundation of their family's life. However, from half a month ago, the heavy snow kept falling and the mountain road collapsed. Their father couldn't come back, so their whole family had nothing to eat. Even in the mountains, there was nothing to eat. What else could they do except for hunger?
"Mu'er..." A weak voice came from outside.
Ling Mu'er looked up and saw a woman in thin clothes walking over from afar. The woman was dressed in summer clothes and had many holes. Her feet were bare as she walked on the snow. Her feet were already swollen from the cold as she walked on the snow. It was snowing heavily and she did not have anything to hide. She walked out of the door against the heavy snow. Her hair was wet and her lips were blue from the cold.
This was his mother, Madam Yang.
Madam Yang was in her 30s. If she were in the modern world, she would be in her prime. However, at this time, her hair was grey, her face was haggard, and her face was sallow. Besides, she had many wrinkles. How could she be a woman in her 30s? She looked like a middle-aged woman in her 40s or 50s.
She had been hungry for a few days, so she staggered while walking. In addition, the weather was cold, and she walked out of the door so thin. At this time, she was obviously exhausted and would fall down at any time.
Ling Mu'er ran over and supported her body, which was about to fall. She looked at her worriedly and asked, "Are you alright?"
As soon as she stepped into the snow, the straw sandals under her feet were wet by the snow, and the cold air entered her body from the soles of her feet, which made her shiver. Just now, when she hid in the room, she felt so cold that she couldn't think clearly. Now she realized that compared with Madam Yang, it was already a blessing for her to hide in the room. Madam Yang begged the Xi family for her own children. The villagers saw her and closed the door. She didn't know what she had learned today. If not, she would tell her not to go out. Now she was Ling Mu'er, a member of the family, so she could think of a way.
Madam Yang forced a smile at Ling Mu'er. She let go of her hand and saw a hot egg lying on it.
"Mu'er, there's an egg here. It was secretly given to you by your big aunt. Go and boil it into egg soup. You can share it with your brother and brother. I'm not hungry today." After saying this weakly, Madam Yang fell back and closed her eyes. Then her arms fell to the ground, and the precious egg was about to fall into the snow.
She quickly caught her arm and grabbed the egg that she had obtained with great difficulty. When the egg fell into her hand, her mood was particularly heavy.
Looking at this weak woman, she felt a little pain in her chest and her nose was very sore. She did not know whether it was the feelings left by the original owner or her own feelings.
The original owner was a silly girl. Some time ago, she didn't have much food at home. She saved her own food and gave it to her brother. She starved to death and froze to death in this cold winter. However, her relatives didn't know all this. What they didn't know was that after she died, a soul of another world took over this body.
Ling Mu'er didn't know why she appeared here. Was it because of their similar names?
In her previous life, she was the descendant of an ancient medical family. When she was five years old, she was recognized as the master of the family's divine ring at a sacrificial ceremony. So she was taken away and secretly trained by the elders of the family. When she returned home, she was already a fifteen-year-old girl. Her parents gave birth to a son and a daughter, treating them like treasures. And for her, there was respect and fear in their eyes, but there was no emotion. Since then, she had never returned home.
In this life, she felt the feeling of being doted on by an ordinary peasant woman.
The original owner's body was very thin, and she was so hungry that only skin and bones were left. She tried her best to carry Madam Yang back to the room.
Madam Yang was soaked all over. She simply took off her clothes and wrapped her in the quilt. The quilt was actually a quilt made of some old clothes that could not be worn anymore.
Her hair was also wet. If she continued to sleep like this, she would definitely get sick. She found a broken towel and twisted her hair. Even so, her whole body was cold and could not warm up at all.
The egg was still on the table. In the next room, there was a child with a fever, the younger brother of this body. The child was only ten years old. Because there was a birthmark on his face, he felt a little self-abased. For a long time, he became an violate child. She was worried about the Yang family and worried about the child. So, she cooked the egg first and fed it to the child before taking care of her!
She walked over and carefully picked up the egg. She understood that it was not the egg in her hand, but the life of her family.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The sound of someone slapping the door could be heard from outside. The person's actions were crude and he kept slapping and kicking. She shouted, "Open the door! Come out!"
This shabby house could collapse at any time. It could be said that God pitied it so much that it could last until now. No one knew who was knocking on the door outside. No matter who it was, this person was annoying.
She took the eggs and was about to go out to have a look when someone kicked open their door. With a crash, the door fell down.
At present, she was the only one in the family, Madam Yang and Ling Ziyu, who was in a coma.
Her brother, Ling Zixuan, saw that his family could not hold on any longer. He tiptoed to the neighboring village, trying to see if he could borrow some food from his old friend. His good friend was a son-in-law, and it was said that his family was quite rich. He had not come back for a few hours. It was unknown whether he did not borrow rice or something along the way. She hoped that it was the former. If it was the latter, Madam Yang would collapse.
Ling Mu'er was worried that she would wake up Madam Yang, who was exhausted, and Ling Ziyu, who was seriously ill. She frowned and went out to stop the woman who rushed in.
The woman was wearing thick clothes. Although she was not wearing a cotton coat, she was wearing thick clothes that were made of several layers of thick clothes. Compared with Madam Yang, she looked much better and looked round and strong.
She had a pair of eagle eyes and looked very fierce. Although she was not young, she looked better than Madam Yang.
This person was her grandmother. She was already fifty-eight years old, but she was younger than the thirty-six-year-old Madam Yang in the Wang family.
"Where did that shameless slut of yours go?" The Wang family scolded Ling Mu'er the moment they opened their mouths. "Don't think that I don't know what you've done. Your mother actually dared to steal my egg. It's such a cold day, and the chicken has long left its egg. That egg was left behind in the past, a total of twelve. Your mother stole one. Do you think I'm easy to fool?"
The egg was in Ling Mu'er's hand.
Ling Mu'er clenched her fists tightly and said lightly, "My mother won't steal eggs. Even if we have eggs in our hands, we won't steal them. Have you finished? If so, please leave. You're very noisy."
Surprise flashed in the Wang family's eyes. She reacted and picked up the broom next to her and waved it at Ling Mu'er. She shouted while beating, "You b*tch, how dare you talk back to your grandma? I'll beat you to death. You are such a poor person who hasn't eaten anything in several lives. How dare you set your eyes on me? Can you b*tch eat my things? You b*tch, you b*tch. You are a bunch of b*tch."
Ling Mu'er's body was too weak, and it was very difficult for her to move. With her previous skills, she could fight with one woman, one woman, and one pair. However, her body was too hungry and too cold, and she had been frozen for a long time.
She had no strength and no reaction ability. Her heavy body was beaten to be full of wounds. The Wang family seemed to be crazy and beat her to death for an egg.
Ling Mu'er was beaten a few times, and her body was in great pain. She narrowed her eyes and stretched out her leg to the Wang family.
The Wang family staggered, and their fat bodies fell down. With a bang, even the ground shook.
There was no snow in the room, so the fall was real. The Wang family's nose hit the bumpy ground, and blood splashed everywhere. The ground was covered with blood like plum blossoms. After all, she was old, and this fall was not light. After a long time, she realized that her nose was painful. She reached out and touched it. When she saw the blood on her hand, she immediately shouted, "Ah, blood..."
Ling Mu'er rubbed her arms. The Wang family's attacks were too vicious. There was no flesh in the first place. If this cane was hit, all the injuries would be bones.
The Wang family struggled to get up, pointed at Ling Mu'er with their bloody fingers, and said fiercely, "You are a money-losing guy. I will beat you to death today."
"What are you doing?" As soon as Ling Zixuan came back, he saw that his weak sister was scolded by her fierce grandmother. He trotted over, grabbed the broom from the mad Wang family, and threw it on the ground. "Grandma, if my sister does something wrong, I will apologize for her. She is young and ignorant. Grandma, don't argue with her."
When the Wang family saw Ling Zixuan, they were a little afraid. Although Ling Zixuan was a loser, he was an expert at hunting back then. Although he had sprained his ankle, he was still a strong man. His strength was still much stronger than that of a woman. However, she was his grandmother, so he did not dare to do anything.
"Xuan Zi, I am here today to get the egg back. As long as you return the egg to me, I will not argue with this b*tch." The Wang family glared at Ling Mu'er fiercely.
"Mu'er, give it to her." Ling Zixuan said coldly, "Even if our whole family starves to death, we won't eat anything. There are some things that are even more painful than starving to death."
With Ling Mu'er's temper, of course, she didn't care about the egg. However, the egg was brought back by Madam Yang with great difficulty, and it indicated that it was given by her eldest aunt. How could she let the old woman off so easily?
However, Ling Zixuan was right. For an egg like this to be insulted by his grandmother, even if he ate it, he would still suffer from indigestion.
Ling Mu'er stuffed the egg into the old woman's hand and said coldly, "Keep it well. Don't fall down. Otherwise, if you walk so far in the heavy snow for an egg, it will waste your strength."