A year later, the apocalypse really came, and Zhao Xiulan survived for several years in the apocalypse by relying on the supplies in the space.
Unexpectedly, an accident occurred in an activity to rescue a companion, and after being injured and comatose, it came to this era.
With space in hand, Zhao Xiulan's life will not be too difficult even in this era of scarcity.
The forehead was still in severe pain, and Zhao Xiulan's whole head was groggy.
She stretched out her hand and touched her forehead. It was burning badly. The high fever in her body made Zhao Xiulan very uncomfortable.
This time, the original owner's high fever was caused by the original owner's step-sister Li Lijuan.
The captain's son, Liu Jianguo, likes the original owner and takes care of the original owner on weekdays. Li Lijuan is very jealous.
After warning the original owner many times, he still bumped into the original owner talking to Liu Jianguo, found the original owner's theory in private, and pushed the original owner into the river by mistake.
Although the original owner was rescued, he developed a high fever and died. It happened that Zhao Xiulan's soul passed through and occupied his body.
Before Zhao Xiulan could pity the tragic experience of the original owner, she heard a sharp voice from outside the door.
"You **** who chopped off your head, you're so lazy, where do we feed you with white rice? The sun's scorching your ass, you won't give me a meal for lunch, what shall we eat?"
Zhao Xiulan frowned. It was her stepmother Ma Yumei who spoke. The original owner suffered a lot at Ma Yumei's hands and was very afraid of her.
Now that the original owner has such a high fever, is she still counting on her to cook?
Telling Zhao Xiulan to be silent, Ma Yumei kicked the door angrily, "Zhao Xiulan, are you deaf or mute? Are you itchy? Do you want someone to pick you up? I tell you, get up quickly, or I won't smoke. kill you!"
As Ma Yumei said that, she lifted the quilt covering Zhao Xiulan and picked Zhao Xiulan up.
In front of Ma Yumei, the thin Zhao Xiulan lifted her like a chicken.
Zhao Xiulan frowned even more and tried to push Zhao Xiulan away, when she heard her sister Zhao Xiuzhu follow into the house, and pleaded with Ma Yumei, "Aunt Mei, my sister has a high fever, let her take a rest, I'll cook. "
When Zhao Xiuzhu finished speaking, Ma Yumei sneered, "What's the matter with the fever? We all have to be not afraid of sacrifice and overcome all difficulties. Which one in the team is sick and doesn't work, count her as precious?
Besides, if you are sick, you need to move more! "
"But Aunt Mei and my sister's body can't hold it up." Zhao Xiuzhu replied to Ma Yumei embarrassedly, and looked at Zhao Xiulan's weak face, worried.
"Hmph, she just pretended to be lazy on purpose and didn't want to work." Another sarcastic voice mixed in, it was Zhao Xiulan's step-sister, Li Lijuan.
Hearing Li Lijuan's words, Zhao Xiuzhu lowered her head, for fear that Li Lijuan would say her head.