Quick Wear: Passerby A's Daily Life of Eating Watermelons

When Jiang Yue opened her eyes again, she found herself lying on the bed. Before she had the chance to ask 8888 for the world plot and memories, she felt something was wrong with her body. Her body was weak and her head was dizzy. She touched her forehead and found that she had a fever.

He took out a disease-eliminating pill from the space and swallowed it. The effect was immediate. Within a few minutes, his body temperature dropped and he felt relaxed. At this time, Jiang Yue called 8888: "8888, let me remember first."

8888 didn't say anything and just passed on his memory. Jiang Yue was ten years old and from Xiahe Village, Shima County, Chen State.

The last years of the dynasty were extremely chaotic. Jiang Dazhuang, his father, was born into a hunter family and was a brave and hardworking man. He became a small landlord under the influence of current events. His mother, Zhao, was the daughter of a scholar. She gave birth to Jiang Yue, her eldest daughter, when she was young. After her father Jiang Dazhuang became a landlord, she became pregnant again, and this time she had twins, a boy and a girl.

As for Jiang Yue's original self, he was playing with his younger brother and sister a few days ago. He ran to the basement to cool off after sweating a lot. As a result, he caught a cold and died without getting better. After receiving the memory, Jiang Yue sighed: "Ancient times, or the ancient times at the end of the dynasty, it was not easy to survive."

"8888, please post the world story."

Tang Wan, a science and engineering girl, traveled to a chaotic world without a golden finger. Natural disasters and man-made tragedies continued, and people were displaced. After finally surviving the drought and waiting for a heavy rain, it turned out that eating and dressing were a problem in this bitter and cold place. So she decisively left the mountains and joined the Ninth Prince, using modern knowledge to benefit the people.

During their long time together, the Ninth Prince fell in love with this unromantic woman. Unfortunately, Tang Wan only wanted to pursue her career and didn't even look at him. After ascending the throne, the Ninth Prince, who was already the emperor, found Tang Wan:

"Wanwan, the position of queen is granted to you."

Tang Wan shook off the goose bumps on her arms. What a greasy name: "No, I just want to do business!"

Ninth Prince: "..."

The Ninth Prince: "Then I will give the throne to you!"

Tang Wan: "No!"

Ninth Prince: "Then what do you want?"

Logan: "I want a steam engine!"

The Ninth Prince: "What chicken? Whatever it is, I will issue an order tomorrow! I will find it for you no matter where I go!"

Tang Wan: "That's not necessary!!!"

After the Ninth Prince selected his wife and concubine for his career, he knew that he had no chance with Tang Wan. In the following decades, both of them became successful careerists. The only thing that comforted the Ninth Prince was that Tang Wan had not married in all these years... After hearing the news of Tang Wan's death, the Ninth Prince died of excessive grief. Unexpectedly, the heaven treated him well and he could live again. Chen Zheng looked at the high-rise buildings and the busy traffic outside the window and murmured to himself: "Wan Wan, I have missed you once, this time I will not let you go!"

After reading the world plot, Jiang Yue sighed: "I finally met a career-oriented person, no, two career-oriented people! Finally someone can do a good job in his career, and not destroy the country because you love me and I don’t love you!! It’s not easy, and the ending is also a happy ending, I like it!"

After receiving the world's plot and memories, Jiang Yue finally had time to look around the room she lived in. It was the same as in her memory, with a mahogany bed, a wooden screen in the middle, a dressing table and a desk outside. Why was there no one to take care of her when she was sick? Because the family could not afford a maid, her mother had been taking care of her personally during the days she was sick, and was now decocting medicine outside.

Zhao's face was a little haggard and her eyes were filled with worry. Her daughter in the room had been in a coma for two days. She kept fanning the fire with the fan in her hand, hoping to brew medicine that could wake up her eldest daughter. Her twin siblings, Jiang Xuan and Jiang Li, were young but seemed unusually sensible at this time. Zhao looked at the sky. The sun had set and night had come, but Jiang Yue's father had not returned yet.

Jiang Dazhuang drove the ox cart to the town, hoping to find a new doctor to treat his daughter. Unfortunately, another famous doctor went to the county magistrate's house to treat patients and has been living there recently. Jiang Dazhuang went to the county every day for the past two days just to see if the doctor had returned to the pharmacy. Zhao looked outside the door and found that the doctor had not returned yet. She guessed that she had made a wasted trip today.

After a while, mother Zhao carefully walked into the house carrying the freshly boiled medicine soup. When she saw Jiang Yue, who should have been unconscious, half leaning on the bed, she was stunned. The medicine bowl in her hand fell to the ground because of excessive shock. The sound of the porcelain bowl breaking was particularly harsh in the silent house.

"Yuer! Are you awake?" Zhao exclaimed, her voice full of excitement and disbelief.

"You finally woke up. Mom was so worried." She quickly walked to the bed and held Jiang Yue's hand. She felt the warmth of Jiang Yue's hand. It was not until this moment that she believed that her daughter had really woken up.

Seeing their sister wake up, the two little kids ran over and lay beside the bed, shouting, "Sister, sister." Jiang Yue touched their heads and said to Zhao, "Mom, I'm fine. It's like a dream."

After the mother and daughter calmed down, Zhao wanted to go out and boil the medicine again, but Jiang Yue stopped her and said, "Mom, I'm fine. Feel my forehead. It's not hot at all. Give me some porridge. I'm hungry."

Zhao touched Jiang Yue's head, and then said to her: "Okay, then don't drink it today. Wait until your father invites the doctor back tomorrow to see if you are better. This time, your father and I were scared. Don't run to the cellar in the future. It's all your father's fault. I told him to lock the cellar earlier, but he refused..."

Mother Zhao complained for a while and then father Jiang went out to make porridge for Jiang Yue. When the two children Jiang Li and Jiang Xuan saw Zhao go out, they ran to Jiang Yue and said, "Sister, I'll give you some candy. It won't hurt if you eat it."

After that, she reluctantly took out a piece of candy from her small purse and handed it to Jiang Yue with reluctance in her eyes. Jiang Yue looked at her lovely sister and suddenly wanted to tease her, so she took the candy from her hand and stuffed it into her mouth, saying in a slightly exaggerated tone: "It's so sweet, thank you Lili! Sister got better after eating the candy!"

Xuanxuan next to her had tears streaming from the corners of his mouth. After seeing Jiang Yue finish the candy, Lili hurriedly asked Jiang Yue, "Sister, are you healed?" Seeing Jiang Yue's voice a little tearful after eating and her eyes full of tears, she couldn't bear to let her go.

Jiang Yue touched Lili and Xuanxuan's heads and said to them in a gentle tone: "Okay, sister wants to thank Lili for the candy, just eat it."

"That's good. I asked mom to give my sister candy earlier, but she didn't listen to me." Lili said to Jiang Yue with sparkling eyes, "If she had eaten it earlier, she would have been cured earlier. She wouldn't have had to take bitter medicine."