Chapter 1

Chapter 1

In the evening, the orange-red glow was spilled over the world like rouge, making everything look exceptionally gorgeous and splendid.

The beautiful scenery outside the car window inadvertently caught Qi Huan's eyes, putting her in a very good mood.

She gripped the steering wheel tightly and drove carefully. Although she had traveled long distances many times, she was still very cautious.

On the wide and flat highway, there were few vehicles at the moment. Just as she was about to switch to the fast lane, the rear of the car was suddenly and violently struck, and then she lost consciousness.

When she regained consciousness again, there was a thatched roof over her head and mud floor under her body. Looking around, the room was completely empty.

Then, a strange memory rushed into her mind.

The owner of the memory was also called Qi Huan. She was the only daughter of the Qi Yue couple in Mo County.

Located in the cold north, Mo County lacked clothing and food. Not many natives lived here, most were families of convicted officials exiled here.

The Qi family was also convicted of an offense, but Qi's father was well versed in acupuncture and massage and was quite respected here for his exquisite medical skills. Not only did he not have to work with other exiles, but he was also allocated a separate thatched house.

Unfortunately, half a month ago, when the Qi couple went to treat the Magistrate, they encountered a hunting tiger and lost their lives. Even the corpses were torn apart.

People who had received kindness from the Qi couple helped Qi Huan bury her parents. Giving her a few mouthfuls of soup every day was the limit since everyone lived very poorly in Mo County.

Originally, the little girl could have lived by herself relying on her tenacious vitality. Until one night, several shabbily dressed masked men robbed her of all her clothes and beddings, and even the last half of the hard steamed bun in her bowl was not spared.

It was early September, and heavy snow was flying in Mo County.

The real Qi Huan froze to death on a desperate and cold night, but gave the crossed over Qi Huan a new life.

Recalling this, a tear slipped from the corner of her eye and slowly trickled into her dry and tangled messy hair.

The broken little window was blown open by the fierce wind, and a cold air rushed in with gusts of snow, the accumulated snow outside was shrouded in darkness, but still shone a little bright.

She scratched her messy hair somewhat helplessly. She was useless in this icy and snowy environment and did not know how to make a living in the future.

She couldn't have just crossed over to experience freezing and starving to death again, right?

At this moment, an icy system prompt sounded in her mind, "Ding~"

Qi Huan, who had read three hundred novels in her previous life, instantly brightened her eyes.

It's here! It's here! It came with a ding!

"Hello host. Welcome to bind the "Do Good Deeds Every Day" system. This system will serve you sincerely."

Qi Huan tightened her thin clothes and said happily: "System, hello. Your opportunity to do good deeds every day has come. Can you give the child a down jacket to keep warm?"

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"Unless the host agrees, others cannot see the process of express delivery dropping. The host can feel free to open the express delivery!"

Although the icy wind was still piercing, her heart felt warm.

The broken wooden window was blown and squeaked. The biting cold wind was still howling. She grabbed the express delivery and ran to a wind-sheltered corner.

She didn't know where the kerosene lamp in the room was. In the dark night, she could only open the express delivery relying on the light reflected by the white snow outside the window.

With a mood more nervous than opening a blind box, she started to open the first express delivery bag. It was a thick cotton quilt. She hurriedly shook it open and wrapped it around herself.

The second express was packaged in a cardboard box. When opened, it contained a box of snail noodles.

Then there was a set of warm clothes, several pairs of socks, and a pair of fleece Martin boots.

"Wow! My luck is so good, they are all very necessary items!" She couldn't help exclaiming.

"Host, don't be narcissistic. It was this system that took pity on you and secretly identified and screened out the following items for you." The system refuted flatly.

"......Oh, thank you."

During the conversation, Qi Huan had already torn open the quilt, hurriedly put on the warm clothes, then put on the socks and boots in sequence.

After getting dressed, she closed the window, hugged the quilt and groped for the thick straw mat on the wall corner, lay on the quilt, pinched the corner, rolled over, wrapped herself into a caterpillar, and fell asleep slowly.

The next day, she didn't wake up until noon.

She slowly poked her head out of the quilt, recalling the original owner's experience of being robbed, and hurriedly hid the still warm quilt under the straw, took off the underwear and put it on outside the warm clothes.

She scratched some mud from the wall, mixed it with snow outside and made it into a thin mud paste which she smeared on her boots. Then she tore up some grass segments and pasted them on top, layer by layer, until the original appearance of the boots could no longer be seen.

After finishing all this, she was already starving. She took out the snail noodles she had taken out yesterday and headed straight for the kitchen.

There was no water in the low and cramped kitchen. It made sense, with such cold weather, even if there was water stored, it would quickly freeze into ice.

With no other choice, Qi Huan went outside to pick a relatively clean place in the accumulated snow, dug it up, put it in the pot, and clumsily started a fire following the original owner's memory to boil it.

As the soup boiled, the familiar smell filled the entire kitchen, and her sweet smile was hidden in the rising steam.

Finally she could eat a hot and full meal!

She took out a ceramic bowl, scooped up the snail noodles, squatted by the stove and ate with great relish.

With every mouthful of noodles and every sip of broth, her stomach and soul were instantly deeply satisfied.

Qi Huan's eyes crinkled with joy as she swiftly finished one mouthful after another. Soon the bowl was empty.

Fortunately she had added plenty of snow fungus, so she ladled out another bowlful of hot broth, just raising it to her lips, when her eyes met a pair of shocked eyes.

"Even if I was late bringing dinner today, you can't be eating shit!"