Walking into the Red Mansion starts from the maid

Chapter 1 Zhao Liu
In mid-autumn, the northern region is already unbelievably cold. When you get up early in the morning and stretch out your quilt, it is so cold that you can sway.

Pulling the hard padded jacket out of the bed, feeling the cold inner layer, Zhao Liuyi gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and put on his upper body.

The little warmth that had been managed to get in was completely dissipated when her feet in single socks were inserted into the hard cotton shoes.

Before her trembling teeth could loosen, she heard someone calling her outside the door:

"Liu'er, go and see what your third sister is doing? This itchy girl, if she asks her to fight a chicken grass, she has to push her back and forth, and watch my old lady turn around and tear her skin!"

This is her old lady.

No, this is the old lady of this body.

Zhao Liuyuan wasn't called Zhao Liu either, she was originally Zhao Lu, a sophomore in the Department of Computer Science at University A, she just took a nap in the elective public class, she never thought that she would become the five or six-year-old Zhao Liu when she opened her eyes.

Bean-sized children have not had enough to eat for a long time, are malnourished and have not grown in stature. Standing up with shoes on is not as tall as the cabinet next to the kang.

Alas, thinking that after the father of this family went to the food tax more than a month ago, the family has not had a few full meals.

With seven more children, being a mother is extremely angry.

Zhao Liu didn't dare to touch her, so he fastened the belt on the padded jacket, followed by the door, and was afraid that the old lady would think she was perfunctory, so he added: "I know."

"You are not a worry-free thing. Everyone is up and you are still dead! It is said that girls are debts from previous lives. I think you were born to ask me to collect debts!"

Zhao Liu glanced at Zhao Qi who was still soundly asleep at the end of the kang, curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and rolled his eyes again.

The sisters are all called one two three four five six, but his name is Zhao Qi.

Seven, Qi.

Patriarchal ghost place.

I sighed in my heart, when she first came, she couldn't sleep well at night because of her depressed mood, and the children's family would inevitably stay in bed coquettishly, but in the cold weather, the old woman would take the wicker sticks and uncover the quilt, and then she would be so naked and slapped.

It hurt her for days!

God is pitiful, Zhao Lu lived to be 21 years old, and her parents have never touched her a finger!On the third day of transmigrating, she was slapped. Just thinking about it made her feel sore and angry, wishing she could plunge into the pond and die again.

But when she looked at the dark water covered by a thin layer of floating ice on the surface of the pond, she felt that this way of death was too shameful.

Why not hang yourself?

Looking at the crooked neck tree, he looked at his figure in his early three feet.

Forget it, the original body is still a Douding who hasn't seen the world for a few days, and now she suddenly takes over her body, if she uses someone else's body to seek death, then she is still a person!

It's better to die than live!

After being awkward for several days, I finally accepted my new identity, especially looking at the storage space the size of a toilet in the palm of my hand. Isn't this the chosen time-traveling girl?
She deserved to make a name for herself in this damn place!
"Zhao Liu! Where did the dead girl go? Did you find your third sister? Forget it, forget it, don't look for it, come and help me."

"Hey, here we come!"

Woooooo, it's not her Zhao Liu's soft bones, it's really this old lady who is too fierce.

Zhao Liu ran dog-legged all the way to the yard, and took the pot for feeding the chickens. She needed to go to the pond to wash the pot, and then waited for Zhao San to come back from beating chicken grass and chopped up the sisters to feed the chickens together.

Following behind the sturdy old lady, she carried a chicken trough that was as tall as her own. Fortunately, the chicken trough was made of dried bamboo split in half, otherwise she really couldn't handle the trough full of chicken feces!

Seeing that the old lady cooked the rice, fed the pigs, and ordered Zhao Wu to sweep the yard, busy inside and out, a little sweat oozes from that pretty face in the cold autumn day.Even so, she still walked lightly when going in and out of the house, for fear of waking Zhao Qi who was still sleeping soundly.

Same people are different!

Zhao Liu sighed, picked up a handful of straw resignedly, squatted by the pond and used the dirty water to clean the chicken trough.

"Sixth Sister, stop scrolling and go home with me!"

She was squatting and brushing vigorously, when she heard Zhao San's voice behind her, but her chicken trough was not cleaned, so she would definitely be scolded if she took it home like this.

"You go back first, I'll be here in a moment." Zhao Liu responded without looking back.

The pond is only 30 meters away from Zhao's house, and if there is something to shout about, you can hear it. I really don't know what's going on with Zhao San, who is so cautious a few steps away from home.

Do those who shoot Hanako dare to shoot someone's child at the door of the house?

"You're disobedient again! Hurry up, I'm carrying too much chicken grass." Zhao San stomped his feet, took two steps and turned around to find that Zhao Liu hadn't followed, and urged him again, his words somewhat urgent.

It was all the tough old woman who scared the children, and Zhao San was only in his teens, and he had already suffered a lot of scolding for his younger sisters.

Probably because he was afraid that the old lady would see her go back alone, so he had to scold her again?Only then did I take her home with me, the two sisters advanced and retreated together, even when they were scolded, they had companions.

Thinking that he could control the minds of these children who were about the same age as his niece, Zhao Liu submerged the chicken trough in the water, pressed the tree branch up and down to soak in the water several times, picked it up and went forward to chase Zhao San.

She shouted in a childish voice, "Come, come, wait for me."

The chicken trough after washing was wet, and the weight was much heavier than when it came. The two sisters raised their heads and walked home. It was rare that they didn’t hear the old lady’s cursing.

"This is Miss Six, right? Oh, I can tell at such a young age that she looks like your mother, and she's a beauty!"

As soon as Zhao Liu finished washing his hands, he got out of the kitchen when he was held by a thin old lady who looked him up and down, smiling beautifully and speaking as soon as he opened his mouth.

I don't know which elder of the Zhao family it is, Zhao Liu pursed his lips, and was about to say a few polite words, girls from poor families, whether they are young or not, it sounds harsh.

But since he was old, it was difficult for her to correct her wrong words, and she was thinking how to be polite to fit her image at this age, when she was suddenly dragged into the kitchen by Zhao San, no matter how the sturdy old lady yelled and scolded outside, Zhao San inserted the latch and turned a deaf ear.

Looking at Zhao Liu with red eyes, Zhao Liu didn't know why, but she was not as tall as the door latch, and she was impatient to see her elderly relatives, so she followed her and sat on the wooden pier by the stove in the kitchen, silently watching Zhao San shed tears.

"You idiot! You're so stupid!" Zhao San scolded her tearfully, eyes full of sadness.

Zhao Liu hates children crying the most, especially little girls.Seeing that the other party's tears were getting bigger and bigger, she didn't care about what was going on outside, so she pulled her sleeves and wanted to wipe Zhao San's tears.

"Don't cry, your eyes hurt if you cry too much." She was beaten by a tough old woman a few days ago, but she cried too hard, and her eyes hurt for several days!

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