The History of the Empress of the Shang Dynasty

Chapter 1: Beggar (1)

"Big ya, just eat something."

There was a dirty steamed bun with dust in front of his eyes, and a black and thin hand.

Su Ruojin raised her eyes, looked at the dirty steamed bun, and almost retched in her throat.

However, the next moment, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach.

She has not had a drop of water for two days and two nights.

Although the steamed buns were horribly dirty, but after all, I was too hungry. This small body looked about seven or eight years old. It was the time when the body was growing. How could it survive two days and two nights without eating or drinking?

Survival is more important, Su Ruojin compromised.

"Don't call me Da Ya, I have a name, Su Ruojin."

This was the first sentence she said in two days.

And the boy in front of her, who was shirtless and only wrapped in what looked like big underpants, grinned at the corner of his mouth when she heard her speak, and immediately showed two small canine teeth.

"What happened to your face? Got into a fight?"

Su Ruojin took the half steamed bun, looked up and saw the bruise on the boy's face, and asked involuntarily.

But before he could answer, Su Ruojin picked up the steamed bun and said angrily:

"Is it worth it to hurt yourself just for this steamed bun?"

The boy shook his head, then suddenly nodded again.

"Big... oh... it's Jin'er, you haven't eaten for two days, go eat."

After finishing speaking, she was still staring at the steamed bun in Su Ruojin's hand, swallowed, and there was a gurgling sound in her stomach.

Ruojin stared at the sky speechlessly.

What a crime she did!
At any rate, I am a small white-collar worker with a car and a house in modern times, but why did I come to this place where nothing shit happens when I open my eyes.

It's like going bankrupt overnight, oh no, it's worse than that.

Because her current identity seems to be a little beggar named Da Ya, and she is only eight years old.

What was even more sad was that the moment she opened her eyes, the little beggar's mother died. It was the first time she saw someone die in front of her, she didn't even dare to look at it, and ran out of the ruined temple suddenly in fright.

For two whole days, she couldn't recover from the shock of being struck by lightning, and sat at the entrance of the ruined temple without moving.

But when she thought of the scene of her mother starving to death in this body, she felt a sense of fear in her heart, even if she died, she couldn't be starved to death.

Break the steamed bun in half and hand half to the boy.

"You haven't eaten for two days, let's eat together."

The boy's eyes lit up, he swallowed, but suddenly shook his head.

"I'm not hungry, you eat."

Su Ruojin rolled his eyes at him, picked up the steamed bun and stuffed it into his hand.

"You are starving to death, who will make me steamed buns in the future? Who will protect me?"

The boy laughed awkwardly, and ate up the steamed buns in two or three ecstasy.

But here Su Ruojin finished eating the steamed bun with her eyes closed.

Yes, she really didn't dare to open her eyes, she was afraid that she would really vomit when she looked at the steamed bun, and she had to do it quickly, so that the steamed bun was finally eaten.

The boy handed over a broken crock again, and she saw that the water was strangely clear, and she didn't care what it was, so she picked it up and took a few mouthfuls of water to regain some strength.

"A Niu, first tell me what this place is, who I am, and who my mother is. I want to know everything."

Su Ruojin finally decided to face the bleak life, first of all she must figure out the situation.

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(End of this chapter)