Ji Wan entered this body when the "original owner" went out in the afternoon. Although she received the memory of the "original owner", it was the first time she saw the actual situation of the residence. She once again learned about the current dilemma of the "original owner" - and it will be her dilemma afterwards.

The original country girl went to the field all year round, worked hard, took care of the two elderly people in her husband's family, and had to support her husband's schooling. The hard life made her dark and thin, and had nothing to do with beauty. Her current appearance is also a systematic benefit. In every world, she can use her own appearance and name.

But with such a living environment, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

The child held her black windbreaker tightly. Ji Wan used some strength to pull his hands down. The two dry hands as dry as chicken feet were already pitch black, as if they were dyed by something.

Oh, the windbreaker I bought on the roadside for fifty dollars has faded!

Ji Wan quickly looked at the child's face and clothes, and it was indeed dyed with large pieces of black.

She couldn't help but laugh.

Ji Wan first washed rice and cooked white rice porridge in an electric rice cooker. She held the child's hand, picked up the soap and wash basin at home, and squatted down in the public bath room at the end of the corridor, washed away the stains on Zhang Jizhou's body bit by bit.

The wet windbreaker drips down, ticking, ticking, falling on the uneven floor, and in a shallow little puddle.

----The black flowers bloomed in the bathroom.

In such a difficult situation, Ji Wan couldn't help laughing because of a little fun. She took off the child's clothes and couldn't laugh. She originally thought that this family had just failed to fulfill their parents' responsibilities, but she didn't expect that they would abuse their own children.

Below Zhang Jizhou's collarbone, the place covered by clothes was covered with new and old scars. Some were like strapped out of a belt, some were scratched by sharp objects, some were obviously burned by something--probably cigarette butts. The small scars were densely covered on the child's tender little body, which looked particularly terrifying.

The only relief is that these wounds have scabbed, proving that the child has not been seriously abused recently.

Ji Wan started to tremble and gently scrub the child, not asking him if it hurts. Where should I ask? From his indifferent expression, you can tell that he is used to it. He may not have never fought, but it is useless--it will definitely get better in the future.

It took a long time before Ji Wan washed Zhang Jizhou clean and wrapped him up with the only bath towel. The child was too young and the bath towel was bigger than him. After he struggled to pull it below his shoulder, the child needed to lift a piece of it himself like he was holding the hem of the skirt.

Ji Wan took off her windbreaker, and the very distinctive "rural style" cotton cloth inside was exposed. If she wore such a dress and broke into the mourning hall and took Zhang Jizhou out unexpectedly, it would be a bit difficult.

Ji Wan did not take off her clothes inside, and retreated to the innermost side of the public bathroom, turned on the faucet and dripped from head to toe, without wetting the clean child any longer.

There are 16 households on each floor of this dilapidated rental house, with a total of two bathrooms, one for men and women. It is too inconvenient to take a shower here slowly.

Ji Wan was just halfway through when she heard the sound of hitting the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

The wooden door in the bathroom was beaten and kicked, and there was no way to bear the breaking door, and there was a crack.

"Da da~~daughter-in-law! Stinky lady. Open the door for me~~~Hurry up, I won't kick you to death."

He was a drunk man--wants to be drunk and crazy at the door of the women's bathroom.

Ji Wan wrapped herself tightly with a sheet that was originally a spare. She bent over and picked up Zhang Jizhou. Only then did she realize that the child was shaking gently. His expression was too calm, and he would not be able to find out if he didn't have close contact.

"Don't be afraid!"

After comforting the child, Ji Wan was indeed like the two words she said, without any panic. She was wearing slippers and lifted the hem of the bed sheets roughly. She kicked the door without any effort, raised her voice and shouted outside: "What are you kicking, what are you trying to die! Didn't the women's bathroom look at it?"

Zhang Jizhou: "..."

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After cursing outside the door, there was no sound soon.

Ji Wan lay on the door and listened for a while, and confirmed that the subtle footsteps were really far away, so she quickly opened the door and ran back. Before closing the door, she took a look, and the man in a white sweatshirt staggered into the room at the end.

Maybe I wasn't really drunk and unconscious, I just acted as a murderer with alcohol. At this time, I met someone who was a little tough, so I stopped making trouble. However, it was really unsafe to mix the dragons and snakes in this tube.

Ji Wan took out a long-sleeved cotton shirt from the bag under the bed, pulled open the child's bath towel and changed it to him first, then carried him to the bed like fiddling with a toy, and rubbed his hair with the only bath towel.

After I finished all, I picked up the child and walked around.

Ji Wan, despised: "I'm strong, right?"

Zhang Jizhou: "..."

Although I use my own body and name, because the character is set, I am a girl who has been doing farm work for a long time, and my strength is really incomparable to the past. It is not difficult to hold a thin little boy.

It was the first time! She still found it quite novel.

Ji Wan: "What are you thinking?... The owner has a very unique style of painting!"

Zhang Jizhou: "..."

Big eyes stared at me.

Ji Wan: "Do you want to look in a mirror?"

However, there was no mirror in this small broken room, and Zhang Jizhou, the child he brought back, never said a word from beginning to end, so naturally he would not respond at this time.

Ji Wan just talked casually, and didn't care if she didn't get cooperation. After she took care of herself, the porridge would be almost done.

There is not nothing else to make food in this small rental house, but Ji Wan didn't know how long the child had been hungry and didn't dare to let him eat casually. It would be best to feed some easy-to-cook white porridge. There was not even a bowl in the house, and the only thing that could be used for eating was a spoon.

Ji Wan blew the hot porridge cold and fed it to the young male protagonist Zhang Jizhou. Fortunately, although he didn't speak, he was willing to eat something for him.

I couldn't help but feel relieved. I was really afraid that it wouldn't be able to raise a child for the first time.

The child didn't say anything, and she stopped and didn't feed him, but she continued to feed the child. Ji Wan could only observe carefully. When the child's belly bulged, she stopped. She didn't rush to eat first, and took out the small flower handkerchief pressed on the pillow without any effort. She had to count one hundred and twenty-three yuan inside, and all the belongings were not even a cent more.

After throwing his poor home on the bed, Ji Wan picked up the inner liner of the rice cooker and slowly drank the remaining porridge.

Zhang Jizhou kept looking at her.

The rice cooker was very small and there was not much left in it. Ji Wan still slowly ate it as if she was tasting the delicious food.

Ji Wan: "Hey, do you want to ask me why I only had dinner after counting the money?"

Zhang Jizhou turned his head and buried his head in the quilt.

Ji Wan didn't need anyone to cooperate. She smiled and said, "There is still the capital. Life can always pass. When you think that you are not at a dead end, you can eat two more bowls of rice."

However, this is a small rice cooker for one person after all. After feeding the children, only a small amount of soup is left.

Ji Wan soaked the inner liner of the rice cooker in water and cleaned it up briefly. Then she went to bed and hugged the stiff child into her arms, pretending not to notice his discomfort.

"Go to sleep!"

***

Perhaps because he was not full, Ji Wan got up early in the morning and was stunned for a while, and she was completely confused--I couldn't help but have a headache about her current situation.

What job can a rural young woman without any diploma do? With Ji Wan's figure and appearance, she is not worried about finding a job worth 2,300 yuan per piece, but if she wants to get more money and get it right, it will be difficult.

Is three thousand yuan enough for a single woman to raise a boy with talent for painting in addition to living expenses? Obviously, poverty is a barrier ahead, so Ji Wan cannot give her children a better life immediately.

Ji Wan was not discouraged.

If you lack money, you will make money.

She has to do business if she gets a dead salary.

Ji Wan lowered her head and met a pair of dark eyes, which made her wake up all of a sudden. It is said that eyes are windows of the soul, and these pairs are probably the door of the soul.

What should a boy do if he has his eyes that look better than a girl?

Ji Wan coughed, sour: "Look at how thin you are, you can see with just a pair of eyes."

She sighed, "Are you still sleepy?"

Perhaps she did ask seriously, but the child actually responded to her for the first time--shaking her head.

Ji Wan didn't look like a fuss and picked up the child. When he brought him back yesterday, he wore a pair of cloth shoes and hanged them all night but didn't do it.

Ji Wan took up the black windbreaker that had just been taken out from outside and wrapped around her body. She yawned delicately: "I'll sleep for a while if I'm not sleepy. I'll go buy something and come back. I'll pull the door in a while. No one shouted, but I brought the key."

This time, she waited for the child to nod before leaving the house.

Ji Wan went out and bought another pair of shoes for her child. There was no way to wear clothes. Now she has no money yet, so she can only wear her first. The second is to step on the market. After all, this body used to live in the countryside and was completely disgusted with the prices in the city, and there was no useful memory.

There is a small market next to Xiaotongzi Building, which is a mixture of vegetable markets, small shops, wholesale and retail shops and a small logistics transfer and reception base.

She spent about 50 yuan to buy all the things she wanted in the wholesale store and bought a soft meat pie.

Meatballs are only enough for one person.

Ji Wan didn't taste this breakfast at all.

When the child eats, she doesn't have nothing to do. She has to put the things she sells today. Now it's not a question of what she wants to do. Ji Wan's body is unreliable and she can't even find money to borrow money. She can only sell whatever she has in her hands.

There are dozens of kilograms of marinated bacon from wild boars, about ten kilograms of corn kernels, and several large bundles of mountain goods in this room... all of them are excellent things. But even if you sell it by kilogram, you can't sell it for a few dollars, so you need to pack it.

She bought some exquisite bags and beautiful plastic bottles and glass bottles, and packed them one by one.

As Zhang Jizhou watched for a moment, the ribbon was like a flower in her hand, and beautiful knots were tied in just a few strokes.
Chapter completed!