Chapter 1

Silver snowflakes fell down and landed on the palm of the hand, melting immediately. Ling Mu'er looked at the mountains in the distance, covered in silver makeup, she could vaguely see some branches and branches, but soon even that color was covered. The snow has been falling for a whole month and has no intention of stopping.

Ling Mu'er wrapped herself in the patched clothes, her deep eyes were full of confusion.

After two days, I finally accepted the reality. She has changed from a modern ancient medicine heir to an ancient peasant girl. This family is impoverished, with parents and a lame elder brother, and a younger brother who doesn't like to talk. In this cold winter, there was no food left at home, and the family went hungry for three or four days.

It should be said that in this poor family, the original owner had never had a full stomach. This time they were completely without food for three or four days.

Three years ago, his elder brother Ling Zixuan broke his leg while working with his father. His parents felt sorry for him and tried their best to take care of his injury. At that time, the family had not yet been separated, and they lived with their uncles, uncles, uncles, and grandparents. All the money I earned before was in the hands of my grandparents. The grandparents didn't want to spend money to show the eldest brother's legs, so they immediately arranged for a separation.

After the separation, their family didn't get much. Parents were honest, so they got two acres of medium-grade fields and two acres of low-grade fields. They reclaimed a vegetable field by themselves and moved to live in a dilapidated house at the foot of the mountain. Dad went to work in the city and earned more than 200 Wen a month. These two hundred or so texts are the foundation of their family's life. However, since half a month ago, the heavy snow kept falling and the mountain road collapsed. Dad couldn't come back, and the whole family had nothing to eat. In this climate, there is no food even in the mountains. What else can they do but go hungry?

"Mu'er..." A weak voice came from outside.

Ling Mu'er looked up, and saw a woman in thin clothes coming from a distance. The summer dress that the woman was wearing still had many holes, and she walked on the snow with bare feet. Those feet were already swollen from the cold as they walked in the snow. It was snowing heavily at this time, and she had nothing to cover, so she went out the door once against the heavy wind and snow. Her hair was wet and her lips were blue with cold.

This is Yang Shi, the mother of this body.

The Yang family is in his thirties, if it is in modern times, he is at the prime of his life. But at this time, her hair was gray and her face was haggard. Not only was her complexion sallow, but she also had many wrinkles. How could this be a woman in her thirties? Basically like a middle-aged woman in her forties or fifties.

She was hungry for a few days and walked shakyly. Coupled with the cold weather, and she walked out of the door so thinly, she was obviously exhausted at this time, and she would fall down at any time.

Ling Mu'er ran over to support her body that was about to fall. She looked at her worriedly: "are you okay?"

As soon as she stepped into the snow, the straw sandals under her feet were wet by the snow, and the cold air entered her body from the soles of her feet, which made her shiver suddenly. She was hiding in the room just now, feeling so cold that she was almost unable to think. Only now did she understand that compared to Yang, being able to hide in her room was considered a blessing. For the sake of her children, Yang begged her master to beg her west, and everyone in the village closed the door when they saw her. I don't know if there is any gain today. If not, she told her not to go out. Now she is Ling Muer, a member of this family, let her figure out a way.

Yang Shi smiled reluctantly at Ling Muer. She let go of her palm, and there was a hot egg lying on it.

"Mu'er, here is an egg, which was given by your aunt quietly. You go and cook it into egg soup, and you and your brother will share a little, so you won't be hungry today." After Yang finished speaking weakly, she turned her body backwards Fell down, eyes closed. Immediately afterwards, the arm dropped to the ground, and the precious egg was about to fall into the snow.

She quickly caught her arm and grabbed the hard-won egg. When the egg fell into her hands, her heart was extremely heavy.

She looked at this frail woman, her chest was aching, and her nose was particularly sore. She didn't know whether it was the emotion left by the original owner, or her own emotion.

The original owner was a silly girl. Some time ago, there was not much surplus food at home, so she saved her own ration and gave it to her brother. She was starved to death and frozen to death in this big winter. However, none of her relatives knew about all this. What they didn't even know was that after her death, a soul from another world took over the body.

Ling Muer didn't know why she appeared here. Could it be because they have the same name?

In her previous life, she was a descendant of an ancient medical family. At the age of five, during a sacrifice, she was ordained as the Lord by the family god. So she was picked up by the elders of the family and cultivated secretly. When she returned home, she was already a fifteen-year-old girl. Her parents gave birth to another son and a daughter, and they regarded them like pearls and treasures. But for her, there was respect and fear in their eyes, but no emotion. Since then, she has never returned home.

In this life, she felt the feeling of being loved by an ordinary peasant woman.

The original owner's body was very thin, and he was so hungry that only skin and bones remained. With all her strength, she finally carried Yang Shi back to the room.

Yang's whole body was soaked. Simply take off her clothes and wrap her in a quilt. The quilt is actually a quilt made by mending some old clothes after they are too worn out.

Her hair is also wet. If you sleep like this, you will definitely get sick. She found a towel and twisted her hair. Even so, she was so cold that she couldn't keep warm at all.

The egg was still on the table. In the next room lay a feverish child, the body's younger brother. The child was only ten years old, and because he had a birthmark on his face, he had low self-esteem. In the long run, it becomes an autistic child. She was worried about Mrs. Yang, and she was also worried about that child. So, cook this egg first, feed that child and then take care of her!

She walked over and picked up the egg carefully. She understood that what she was holding in her hand was not the eggs, but the lives of the whole family.

bang bang! There was a knock on the door outside. The man acted roughly, slapping and kicking. She shouted: "Open the door! Let the old lady die."

This dilapidated house will fall down at any time, and it is God's mercy to be able to survive until now. I don't know who is knocking on the door outside. Whoever it is, this person is annoying.

She was holding the egg and just wanted to go out and have a look. One kicked open their door. With a bang, the door fell down like this.

Now there is only her at home, Yang Shi, and her unconscious younger brother Ling Ziyu.

Seeing that her family couldn't hold on anymore, her older brother Ling Zixuan limped to the neighboring village to see if he could borrow some rice from his old friend. His good friend became the door-to-door son-in-law, and it is said that the family is quite rich. This time, I haven't come back for several hours. I don't know if I didn't borrow rice or if something happened on the way. She hoped it was the former, if it was the latter, the Yang family would collapse.

Ling Muer was worried about waking up the exhausted Yang Shi and the seriously ill Ling Ziyu, so she walked out with a frown and stopped the woman who rushed into the door.

The woman was wearing thick clothes. Although it is not cotton-padded clothes, it is thick clothes made of several layers of clothes. Compared with Yang's, this person's complexion is much better, and he looks round and strong.

She has a pair of eagle eyes and looks very vicious. Although she is not young, she looks better than Yang's.

This person is her own grandma, Wang Shi, who is fifty-eight years old, but younger than Yang Shi, who is thirty-six years old.

"Where did that shameless slut of your mother go?" Shi Wang cursed at Ling Mu'er as soon as she opened her mouth. "Don't think that I don't know what you guys are doing. How dare your mother steal my eggs. It's so cold now that the chickens have stopped laying eggs. Those eggs were kept before, a total of twelve. Your mother stole One, being an old lady is easy to fool, isn't it?"

The egg was in Ling Muer's hands right now.

Ling Mu'er held her tightly, and said calmly: "My mother won't steal eggs. Even if we have eggs in our hands, we didn't steal them. Have you finished talking? Please go out when you are finished. You are very noisy."

Surprise flashed in Wang's eyes. She came to her senses, picked up the broom next to her and swung it at Ling Mu'er, and shouted as she hit it, "You bastard, you lose money, how dare you talk back to your grandma. I'll kill you. You lose money, how many lifetimes will you spend?" Poor people who have never eaten anything have come up with ideas on Lao Tzu. Is Lao Tzu’s food something that you bastards can eat? Your mother is a jerk, and you are a jerk too. A bunch of jerk things from a jerk.”

Ling Muer's body was too weak, and it was very difficult to move. With her previous skills, such women would fight one by one, one by one. But this body was too hungry and too cold, and it had already froze.

He had no strength, poor reflexes, and his already heavy body was bruised all over from the beating. Mrs. Wang went crazy and beat her to death just for an egg.

Ling Mu'er was beaten several times, and her body was in excruciating pain. She narrowed her eyes and stretched out her legs towards Wang Shi.

Wang staggered, and her fat body threw herself down. With a bang, even the ground shook.

There is no snow in the room, this is a real deal. Wang's nose hit the bumpy ground, blood spattered everywhere, and the ground was covered in blood like plum blossoms. After all, she was old, and this fall was not light. It took me a while to react, and felt that my nose was hurting so badly, I stretched out my hand to touch it, and when I saw the blood on my hand, I immediately shouted: "Ah, blood..."

Ling Muer rubbed her arms. Wang's attack was too ruthless, there was no flesh in the first place, and this blow with a stick will only hurt the bones.

Mrs. Wang struggled to get up, pointed at Ling Mu'er with a bloody finger, and said viciously, "You lose money, I will beat you to death today."

"What are you doing?" As soon as Ling Zixuan came back, he saw his weak sister being pointed at the nose by the vicious grandma and scolding her. He trotted over with a limp, snatched the broom from the crazy Wang, and threw it on the ground. "Grandma, if my sister does something wrong, I will make amends for her. She is young and ignorant, so grandma shouldn't bother with her."

When Wang saw Ling Zixuan, she felt a little apprehensive. Although Ling Zixuan is a lame man, he was a good hunter back then. Although he is lame now, he is still a man in his prime, and his strength is still much stronger than that of a woman. However, she was his grandma, so she didn't dare to do anything against him.

"Xuanzi, grandma is here today to get the eggs back. As long as you return the eggs to me, I won't bother with this bitch." Shi Wang glared at Ling Mu'er viciously.

"Mu'er, give it to her." Ling Zixuan said coldly, "Even if our whole family is starving to death, we don't eat randomly. Once something is eaten into the stomach, the heart will rot, and it will be more painful than starving to death."

With Ling Muer's temper, she certainly doesn't care about this egg. However, Mrs. Yang brought the eggs back with great difficulty, and it was stated that they were given by her aunt. Why is this old woman so cheap?

However, Ling Zixuan was right. For such an egg, he was so insulted by his own grandma. Even if such an egg is eaten into the stomach, I am afraid that it will cause indigestion.

"You always put it away, don't fall down, or else you have to walk so far through the heavy snow just for an egg, and your strength will be wasted." Ling Muer stuffed the egg into the woman's hand, Said coldly.