Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5 The King of Hell does not accept

Yang Ruoqing wanted to laugh a little.

In Tan's eyes, she couldn't feel the deeply hidden licking love at all!

This motherfucker, you have a full steamed bun character, someone slaps you, and you have to stand in someone else's position to think about others!

"Mother, grandma said that Qing'er is a fool who can only eat. Is Qing'er really a fool?" Yang Ruoqing suddenly asked again, from Tan's voice, she felt that it was not malicious slander, but a factual blame and contempt.

Sun shi was slightly startled, looking at Qing'er's face in front of her, suddenly her nose was sore, and she felt a sense of sadness coming from it, and she almost burst into tears.

She held back the tears in her eyes, gently took Yang Ruoqing into her arms, and gently stroked her back, "Your mother said something angry, mother's Qinger, she is smart, not stupid, not at all. Not stupid..."

Is it really?

Yang Ruoqing has a doubt in her heart, is the original owner a fool?

However, she occupied this body, but did not get the memory of the original owner.

Yang Ruoqing wanted to ask something else, but there was a loud noise from the door of the wing room. It turned out that Mrs. Tan smashed the clothes-beating club on the door: "The third family, are you dead? Talk to your silly girl. What? Don't do the work of leaving a big stall, you are going to go against the sky?"

Mrs Sun hurriedly released Yang Ruoqing, turned her head towards the door and replied, "Come on! Come on!"

Turning around, he helped Yang Ruoqing to lie down, and pulled the damp and musty quilt to cover Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, you sleep a little longer, mother will come to see you after lunch is made!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded obediently and watched as Sun hurriedly left the west wing. She was the only one left in the dimly lit room.

She just lay on the hard wooden bed so quietly, staring at the yellow tent above her head, in a daze.

After all, even if the original owner was a fool, that was only the past.From the moment of his arrival, everything will be rewritten.

I don't know how long I stared at it like this, until my head was spinning and her head started to hurt. She raised her hand and wiped her forehead.

Come on, it's hot, and it's starting to get hot again.

There was a burning sensation in the throat, as if there was a large fire burning her throat and chest.

She opened her mouth with difficulty and made a few hoarse voices, but they were extremely weak.

I was so sick that I really wanted to drink herbal tea, but this dark little house seemed to be isolated from the world.

She was in a daze, and seemed to hear footsteps coming from the courtyard outside, as well as the loud voice of a strange woman, but no one noticed her weak call in the small room here.

Her body seemed to be roasted on a charcoal fire, and also seemed to be soaked in ice water. She curled up, and the quilt had already slipped to the ground.

Suddenly, something similar to an old movie clip pierced into her head like a snowflake, and scenes of unfamiliar scenes and life scenes flashed in her mind, colliding with her original memories. Together, her head was about to burst open.She clasped her arms together, gritted her teeth, rolled in pain on the bed, her consciousness was a little blurry...

I don't know how long it took, she heard someone pushing her gently, and a familiar voice called her anxiously: "Qing'er... Qing'er, why are you lying here? Wake up..."

Yang Ruoqing slowly opened her eyes and found that she was actually sleeping on the ground. Sun shi was bending down, clasping her waist with both hands, trying to pick her up from the cold and wet ground.But her own body is too fat, and Sun has been malnourished for a long time.

"Mom, I'll do it myself."

Yang Ruoqing was a little embarrassed.

Gently pushing Sun Shi away, he supported the wet and cold Tuba ground with his hands, sat up, and sat back on the bed again.

When she woke up this time, she clearly felt that there were many unfamiliar memories in her mind.

Very vague and messy fragments of life, just like the world seen in the eyes of a five- or six-year-old child.

But, who is Yang Ruoqing?As an elite spy in her previous life, even if it was messy, she could sort out a clear line from it.

The cheap mother in front of me, and the cheap father who went to the town to buy medicine and hasn't come back, the couple have worked hard for 13 years to pull this mentally handicapped girl. Half a complaint.

Just recently, at the entrance of the village, I foolishly jumped into the pond because of the words of the boy who ordered a baby kiss. I finally caught it, but I almost didn't toss the two of them. life.

Yang Ruoqing lowered her head silently, black lines all over her forehead.

Although those unbearable and funny things are not done by oneself, but from now on, this body will be dominated by oneself, and those things done by the host will naturally be borne by oneself.

Mrs Sun touched Yang Ruoqing's forehead, it was cold and relieved a little.

Pulling the quilt to cover Yang Ruoqing, she couldn't help but muttered to herself, "I just finished cooking lunch, and you rolled to the ground. I don't know how long you have slept on the ground. God bless you not to do it again. It's cold!"

I couldn't help but looked up at the girl, and saw that the girl was drooping her head, not as usual, when she scolded her, she was coquettishly entangled like a child.

An inexplicable trace of loss flashed through the bottom of Sun's heart, and suddenly thought of something, her heart suddenly tightened, and she hurriedly supported Yang Ruoqing's body: "Why do you look like this Yaner? What's wrong with you, girl? Did you hit somewhere? Now? Hurry, hurry up and let the mother take a look."

A pair of eyes, while saying these words, has already covered Yang Qiuyu all over, before and after, and carefully looked at it again and again, until it was confirmed that there were no obvious bruises on the girl's body, and then she calmed down a little.

"Mother, I'm fine, don't worry about it. I'm just a little hungry..."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly raised her head and said in a hoarse voice.

Sun shi was slightly startled, and looked at Yang Ruoqing in surprise, a little unbelievable what she heard.

"Daughter, isn't mother dreaming? You, are you speaking neatly?"

Yang Ruoqing's head is full of black lines. She used to be mentally retarded. She couldn't use her brain well, and she couldn't speak easily.

Nodding lightly, she wanted to make this kind and cheap mother happy.

I wanted to reach out to hold Sun's hand, but then I took it out and glanced at the pig's claws with black nails. I felt ashamed and shrank back.

"Mother, I felt like I had a dream before. Now, I woke up from the dream, and I am also awake." Yang Ruoqing said.

(End of this chapter)