The dazzling morning sunlight shone through the window on Zhong Liyan's face. She rolled around and avoided the sun until the sun rose high, illuminating the simple thatched hut. Zhong Liyan could not avoid it, and sat up in anger, confusedly pulling the curtains, and suddenly fell to the ground and fell to the ground.

Zhong Liyan woke up and hissed. Looking at the unfamiliar and simple environment around her, she finally remembered the incident of self-destructing travel. Zhong Liyan looked at the sun hanging high, squinted her eyes, stretched her waist while walking outside.

"Sister, you can have a meal." Zhong Xiaomu walked out of the kitchen, holding a big bowl in his hand, full of soup, and walked swayingly.

Zhong Liyan walked over and took it to the table. Seeing that the soup was obviously made of chopped wild vegetables, without any oil and water, it was probably just a handful of coarse salt. Zhong Liyan sighed in her heart and said that the most important thing now is to fill her stomach and everything else is back.

However, seeing Zhong Xiaomu's expectant appearance, he still touched Zhong Xiaomu's head and praised: "It looks really good, Xiaomu is so awesome!"

Zhong Xiaomu was nervous from the beginning. When he heard Zhong Liyan's praise, his black pearl-like eyes immediately became bright and his face was dazzling. He had noticed the difference between his sister since yesterday. This sister not only did not beat and scold him, but also cooked for him. He woke up this morning and was worried that his sister would become what she used to be again. He was very nervous. Now that he heard Zhong Liyan's praise, he felt relieved.

Zhong Liyan and Zhong Xiaomu shared this bowl of bitter and astringent wild vegetable soup equally. She was also very adaptable. I wonder if she was too hungry today, but she felt that it was not very difficult to swallow.

Before Zhong Liyan went out, she probably asked Zhong Xiaomu where the nearest river was, and then asked about the approximate geographical location around her, which was exactly what she remembered, and she felt at ease.

"I'll go out first. You wait for me at home, don't run around, be good." Zhong Liyan gently pinched Zhong Xiaomu's face and told him that although Zhong Xiaomu is ten years old, he probably has not been saturated or nutritious for a long time. He looks like a six or seven-year-old child, thin and skinny. She touched his back and felt so frustrated. The original owner was really a sin. He was a few dozen taels of taels of food at a time, and he was reluctant to buy his younger brother even with his clean clothes. He was hungry and full.

When Zhong Liyan heard that he was about to go out, Zhong Xiaomu looked entangled, his little face wrinkled like a bun, and he tightly pulled the corner of Zhong Liyan's clothes. He knew that his sister had some very bad friends, but he couldn't stop it at all.

"Do you want to go with me?" Zhong Liyan asked with a chuckling.

Zhong Xiaomu nodded suddenly, but he said curiously: "Where are we going?"

"You will know then." Zhong Liyan urged with a smile: "Hurry up, otherwise you will go hungry again later."

The two of them had just arrived at the door, and coincidentally, the door next door opened and walked out of a girl in her fifteen or sixteen. She was wearing a coarse cloth dress and looked a bit pretty, but her cheekbones were high and her face was a bit mean.

She cursed at a boy who was thin and slim, and two bulky buckets were carried on his thin body. She suspected that these two buckets could crush him. A stench came from the bucket, probably slurry, and was already a little swaying. The girl still disliked him slowly, and took a thorn in her hand and pulled it on his back. As soon as she pulled it down, she tore a hole in the clothes that had been patched countless times, and could see sticky blood flowing out. The boy was beaten and didn't even say a word.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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