Affection for Sidaogou during the Famine

Han Zhaozhao closed her eyes and put her index finger into her mouth again, measuring the position of her lower mouth with her tongue and teeth. She was also afraid. Biting off a piece of meat would be no big deal, but what if she broke a bone? Wouldn't she be disabled?

Putting his teeth on the tip of his finger, Han Zhaozhao made a decision. It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. Fainting is not the same as death. He should take action when the time is right!

"Crack!" The teeth collided violently, and with a burst of severe pain, a stream of hot blood flowed out of Han Zhaozhao's mouth. "A lot of blood this time!"

Han Zhaozhao endured the pain and rubbed the jade pendant on his index finger over and over again, fearing that he would waste the blood he had worked so hard to draw out of himself.

Even when both hands felt sticky everywhere, the jade pendant remained intact, neither absorbing blood nor flashing any light!

"It's over! It's over! This jade pendant is just an ordinary piece of white jade, it's nothing!" Han Zhaozhao really cried! She was so angry that she cried!

After tossing and turning for half the night, I bled half a bowl of blood, but I got nothing except dirtying the kang mat, staining the jade pendant with blood, and losing a piece of flesh from the tip of my finger!

"How many eggs do I need to eat to make up for this?" Han Zhaozhao covered her heart and cried. She was afraid that her grandmother would find out about the stupid thing she had done, so she didn't dare to cry out loud.

I choked and my heart ached!

"This is so deceptive, God is so deceptive, isn't this playing tricks on her? She can clearly feel the space, but she can't find it or get in, there's no way she can use it!"

She was so angry that she used her fingernails to pick at the small mole on her chest, wishing she could just pick it off.

This body of mine in this life also has a small blood-red mole in the middle of my chest, as bright red as a red bean.

In the past few days, when she hid in the quilt at night, she had touched her breasts behind her back so many times that it hurt, and she didn't feel the existence of space.

After crying for a while, Han Zhaozhao felt dizzy and her eyes were swollen. Then she vaguely remembered that her wound was still bleeding!

She fumbled on the kang and finally found the cotton cloth she had bitten off. Fortunately, it was not crushed and was still in small tube shape.

Enduring the pain, he put his index finger into the cotton tube and held it tightly with his other hand. Han Zhaozhao stretched his legs into the quilt, leaned on the kang cabinet, and fell into a daze.

In her sleep, she was still thinking, whether she had to find the ring-shaped jade ring with red jade beads from her previous life in order to get her space back?

But the ocean is so vast and she is so small, how can she find the jade ring at the bottom of the sea?

Besides, it was still unknown whether the jade ring was still at the bottom of the sea! How cruel it was to appear and then leave.

Han Zhaozhao was sleeping soundly, crying even in her dreams. She didn't know that she was asleep, the room was dark, but there was a faint light flashing.

The faint light was not from the white jade pendant that was abandoned alone on the kang, but appeared on her chest.

Like the fireflies in the sky on a summer night, white with a hint of blue, blue with a hint of red, flickering and blinking. Although the light source is weak, it keeps on shining.

If Han Zhaozhao was still awake and could see it with her own eyes, she would definitely be thankful that she and her grandmother slept separately, otherwise if the old lady saw it in the middle of the night, she would think it was a ghost fire and would be scared to death!

The next day, before dawn, Han Zhaozhao was awakened by the sound of bellows in the kitchen. "Kuka, kuka, kuka!" It was Han Zhaoshi making a fire to cook.

Han Zhaozhao opened his eyes. The room was still dark. Through the curtains, the light outside was still very dim. Was it still daybreak?

She wanted to get up, but she felt pain in her neck and fingers! Could it be a stiff neck? Han Zhaozhao thought vaguely.

Oh no, she remembered that she fell asleep while sitting last night, and the jade pendant on the kang was stained with blood, and she hadn't cleaned it up yet!

She got off the bed in the dark, felt for the light cord behind the door, turned on the light, and the sudden brightness dazzled her eyes.

After she got used to the light, Han Zhaozhao first checked her fingers. The bleeding had stopped long ago, but the cotton cloth that wrapped her fingers was soaked with blood, and it was unknown when it dried.

I gently pinched it with my right hand. The bloody tunic was hard and stuck to my fingers. I tried to pull it off but couldn't.

Han Zhaozhao didn't dare to pull hard, because her fingers were connected to her heart, and it would hurt like hell if she pulled. She really admired her own madness. In order to regain the space, she tortured herself. It was really cruel!

After traveling through time and space and becoming a child, she felt her mind was a little broken. The importance of space was incomparable to her at this moment. With space, her life safety was guaranteed, and she could endure any hardship or pain.

Seeing his palms covered with dried blood, Han Zhaozhao did not dare to open the door to wash his hands. He pulled himself together, climbed onto the kang, opened the kang cabinet, and tore off a piece of cotton the size of an egg from the quilt inside.

He didn't care whether it was dirty or not. He spat several times, "Pooh, pooh, pooh", wetting the cotton and wiped the blood off his hands bit by bit.

No matter what is dirty or not, just cover it up first. The old lady has rich life experience, and if she sees the clues, she will tell a series of lies.

If you tell too many lies, they will be exposed sooner or later. By then, either the old lady will be sad or she will be in harm's way. Even if her grandmother loves her much, she will still have to eat fried pork belly on bamboo board a few times!

Who makes the old lady hate it most when the children at home tell lies!

"Zhao Zhao, are you awake?" Seeing the light in the west room on, the old lady thought her granddaughter was going to get up too, so she went to the door and called Han Zhaozhao, "It's still early, just past five o'clock, and it's not even light outside yet. It's okay for you to get up. Turn off the light and go back to sleep!"

Grandma finished cooking and ate first before going to work. She locked the door for you when she left. When you get up, lock the door first and then have breakfast.

"Hiss! Hiss!" Han Zhaozhao shook her hands and jumped around in pain. Her grandmother had attacked her by surprise, and she had touched her wound in shock. It hurt so much that she didn't dare to pinch or squeeze it, for fear that it would bleed again. She could only jump around in pain.

"Zhao Zhao, what are you doing?" Han Zhaoshi asked worriedly when she heard some strange noises in the room.

"I heard you, grandma! It's nothing. I was just getting excited and forgot about the injury on my finger yesterday, so I bumped it again.

I'll sleep a little longer then, I'm still sleepy! Just lock the door when you leave, and go to work without worry, I'm at home!"

Han Zhaozhao quickly replied and didn't dare to clean up anymore. Her grandmother told her to go to sleep, so she should just go back and lie down on the kang obediently!

If there was anything she could do, she could wait until her grandmother left the house. She ran to the door in two steps, pulled the light cord, turned off the light, and then slid back to the kang.

She protected her injured finger, opened her eyes wide and pricked up her ears to listen to the noise outside the door. She was really afraid that her grandmother would ask her to open the door, and when her grandmother entered the room, she would find the big kang like a crime scene.

It would be difficult for her to sleep in her own room then, and her grandmother would definitely not be at ease. Fortunately, it was the old lady's first day at work today, and she was concentrating on how to get along well with her leaders and colleagues, so she didn't notice Han Zhaozhao's abnormality.

Han Zhaozhao heaved a sigh of relief when she heard the footsteps at the door fade away. Picking the blood clot between her fingers, she fell into deep thought.

She just took a few quick glances and it seemed that there was not much blood on the kang mat, much less than she felt. Could it be that the white jade pendant also absorbed blood and she didn't notice it because she was asleep?