"Sister, what if she dies?"

"If you die, you'll die. If you die, you'll lose a drain bottle. That's a good thing."

"But she's from us..."

"If you don't, who knows?"

……

Li Jinfeng opened her eyes vaguely. Everything in front of her was strange.

Dilapidated earth houses, rotten walls covered with yellow mud, windows without glass, and black quilts with changed colors.

The headache is severe, Li Jinfeng's head is buzzing, a section of memory that does not belong to her, gradually emerges in her mind.

The little girl in my memory has the same name as her, also known as Li Jinfeng. She is only 16 years old, but she lives in the middle and late sixties, when most people are starving because of the shortage of materials.

Zhang Xiulan, Li Jinfeng's mother, remarried into her old Li family. When she got married, she took Li Jinfeng and Li Qiushou, who had seven children, to live together. It has been three years.

In the past three years, the seven children of the Li family, except two married third daughter Li Aizhu and fourth daughter Li Aimei, have left five at home.

Li Dahu, the eldest, and Li Dahe, the second, got married last year and the year before last, respectively, and lived with his daughter-in-law. The unmarried fifth is called Li Dahai, and the sixth and seventh are maidens. One is Li Aiju and the other is Li Ailian.

Like most people in this era, Lao Li's family has a large population.

In this era, there are many people, which means that we need more food. In addition, Li Jinfeng is not the natural child of the Li family. Therefore, she has not been living well in the Li family these years.

The grandmother is not a grandmother, and the father is not a father. Although there is an upright grandfather Li Fuman, she does not survive.

Li Jinfeng was killed alive after fighting for a piece of brown sugar with her two stepsisters Li Aiju and Li Ailian.

The back of the earthen porcelain bowl was smashed from the top of the Li family's Ailan. The porcelain bowl was smashed, and Li Jinfeng's head was also smashed. The blood flowed like a stream.

The two stepsisters saw something wrong and hid in the haystack in the village with brown sugar. When Li Jinfeng was found, she had already stopped breathing.

Perhaps it was at that time that Li Jinfeng replaced the original owner and came to this era.

There was no time to lament the miserable life of the little girl. At this moment, the door of the house creaked, and a worn-out woman with a worn-out cloth came forward.

The woman was relieved to see Li Jinfeng awake.

"Does it still hurt? Your grandfather has given you herbal medicine, and it will be all right soon. "

The woman's mouth opened and closed, saying that she cared about Li Jinfeng. By memory, Li Jinfeng knew that this woman was Zhang Xiulan, the mother of the original owner.

Zhang Xiulan is about 1.58 meters tall. She is very thin. She can't dig out two or two pieces of meat with a knife. However, her clothes are big, just like a big sack on her body.

Her face turned yellow, even slightly swollen, and her walking steps were somewhat flimsy. Her daily life was less oil, less salt, less nutrition, and often hungry.

However, in this era, most people are like this, even the original owner is not much better.

Li Jinfeng tried to touch the scar on her forehead, but before touching it, she was convulsed with pain.

"Mom..." Li Jinfeng called out, but did not reveal too much emotion.

"Your grandfather has asked you for three days' leave. You don't have to go to the production team to earn work. If you feel really uncomfortable, lie on the Kang

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