Transmigration: Rural Sweet Wife

There was a lot of noise around her. Someone was crying beside her.Song qiuer opens his eyes impatiently, but finds that his eyes are covered by a dirty white cloth.She stretched out her hand to pull off the white cloth and stood up wobbly. Everyone was quiet and frightened.Most of them were dressed in coarse linen, and their skin was rough and swarthy. Seeing song Zhiqiu awake, the fat woman in the lead screamed, "how can you survive?"Alive?Before Song qiuer's brain turns around, the people step back one after another, as if they were seeing ghosts. The woman comes forward and grabs song qiuer's collar and drags it into the village, swearing:"How dare you pretend to be dead! It's the opposite, you son of a bitch"Wait a minute!" Song qiuer breaks free and retreats a few steps back. He looks at the crowd with alert eyes. He is about to ask questions. Suddenly, his brain is overwhelmed by the coming memory.That woman is her aunt, surnamed Qian, who likes to bully the original owner most. But seeing that she is speechless, she reaches out her hand and tries to slap song qiuer in the face, but song qiuer dodges. Song qiuer is full of anger: "aunt, why do you want to hit me again?"The crowd saw the excitement, but they didn't think it was too big. They screamed: "Oh, qiu'er, tell me quickly, what happened to your old song family?"Song qiuer is about to tell the vicious things she remembers. A pretty little girl pours directly at the old woman: "Auntie, what else? My sister is not obedient. She has no choice but to teach her how to behave. As a result, my sister still pretends to be dead and naughty!"The little girl looked very much like the woman. Seeing her face, song qiuer suddenly felt angry. The reason why the original owner died was related to her good sister, song Baoer."It's still boa who knows the truth." The fat woman touched song bao'er's yellow hair and gave song qiu'er a vicious smile: "qiu'er doesn't know why, so my aunt will come to teach her. Qiu'er, go back with me!"As soon as Qian's appearance was seen, he was not kind-hearted. Song qiuer suddenly hugged Qian and sobbed: "Auntie, what song qiuer admires most is you. How can I not listen to you when you save me! Don't make a mistake, aunt. "She cried miserably, and the audience was moved. Qian obviously didn't understand why the cowardly song qiu'er suddenly changed. Song qiu'er turned his back to the eyes of the public and crossed a trace of sinister.Seeing what song qiuer said, she felt compassion. She turned to the door, took half a basket of eggs and stuffed them into Qian's hand. She complained, "I don't think Qiu Er is such a person. You can beat people like this and eat two eggs to make up for it. Don't treat people like this any more.""It's better to be an old lady." Song qiuer saw Qian took the eggs and wanted to steal them, so he took them directly and impolitely: "since Auntie has said that, Qiu Er will thank auntie."Qian's face was ugly for a moment, but due to the people's fear of grabbing it, they had to pull song bao'er to squeeze out an ugly smile: "also, qiu'er is thin and weak, so we should make up for it."The villagers thought the storm was over, and they all talked and laughed with each other. Qian stood next to song qiuer, stretched out his hand and pursed behind her: "little cheap hoof, come back with me quickly!"Song qiuer is about to speak, but the old lady is also kind-hearted. She persuades several people to go back to the house. Qian is not angry and takes away the egg basket. She looks complacent and stingy.He followed them home slowly. What he heard was the cackle of hens after laying eggs. In front of him were three neat little houses with a few peppers and corn hanging on them.Qian carefully put down the egg, turned around and looked up and down at the shabby song qiuer. Just as she was about to scold her, she saw that song qiuer's eyes suddenly gave out a sharp light. She trembled all over and entered the room.Song qiuer is in pain. He slowly moves to a small bench in the courtyard and sits down with a long sigh of relief.When she saw that her body was rotten and dirty, she was very disgusted. On the contrary, song bao'er's clothes were made of flowery materials, clean and tidy. She even had two silk flowers on her head. She could see the difference at a glance.Scanning around, the original master lost his parents when he was young, and was brought back by his uncle who was afraid of his wife. His aunt was a fierce master, stingy and mean. Along with their daughter song bao'er, she often bullied the cowardly original master.The original owner finally can't help complaining with his aunt. As a result, her aunt gets angry and directly kills her, which gives song qiuer an opportunity to take advantage of.Now she is covered with wounds, deep wounds and even pus. If she is not treated, she will only die of infection. However, the family is stingy and will not call a doctor for her.Song qiuer sighs deeply, still can't accept the fact of crossing.Come here, no father no mother love, also with a room of excellent relatives, she just want to cry.Fortunately, song qiuer was born in a modern family of traditional Chinese medicine. She read herbal medicine books since childhood. Behind this small village are two mountains, on which there are absolutely wild herbs.Thinking about whether to go to the mountain for medicine, the door was suddenly knocked open with a bang, and a stool was thrown straight over.Song qiuer stares away, and Qian rushes directly in front of her with a feather duster in his hand. His eyes are full of malice: "song qiuer! You are such a bully that your parents died! You want to hurt me! Why don't you die! "