So what if you flee from famine? Start all over again and live a good life every day

"Hey!"

Sui He, who was sitting at the door with a small stool, couldn't help but sigh again.

Looking at the yellow earth in front of him, the dilapidated thatched houses around him, and his skinny arms, he sighed again.

In the past few days, she has finally let out all the anger in her life.

Three days ago, when she opened her eyes, she was stunned. Looking at the shelf above her head, this inexplicably familiar shelf made her think she was in her hometown.

In her memory, only the old house in her hometown had such a bunk bed, and she had jumped on it before.

She was beaten twice for this, but of course, it was just a small matter and not worth mentioning.

Through the bed frame, you can see the beams above your head and the thick thatch on top to protect you from wind and rain.

The next second she felt something was wrong. Logically speaking, the house in her hometown had long been uninhabitable. Nowadays, every household has built a big house.

Her family also early on marked out a piece of land and built a red brick and tile house, a two-story house, and she also had her own room.

I blinked, but the scenery in front of me remained unchanged.

She felt a strange sensation beneath her body, and touched a corner of the bed sheet. She carefully pulled it apart, and looked over in confusion, only to find that the bed beneath her was actually hay that she didn't recognize.

Although it was hay, it was also exceptionally soft. The harder grass stems and leaves had been removed, leaving only the softest parts to make the bed. She also saw a few copper coins in the haystack.

A washed, bleached sheet was spread on the hay, and on the wall was a bamboo rack with a few scattered clothes.

She was lying on this bed.

Sui He supported himself and slowly sat up, looking around. The wall was made of soil, and if you looked closely you could see grass clippings. It must be that the soil was mixed with dry grass clippings.

The room is not big, and there are not many furnitures. There is only a bed and a large wooden cabinet in the room. On the wooden cabinet is a slightly smaller box.

In a corner far from the bed, there was a wooden barrel. She knew the purpose of the barrel. She had used it before when she was in her hometown.

This scene is really similar to the house in her hometown, but she knows it is not

Although her hometown was also a mud house, at least the roof was tiled, and her hometown was not so shabby. Where was the mosquito net on the bed? Where was the cotton mattress?

Thinking of this, Sui He frowned. Unexpectedly, this action pulled the wound on her head, causing her to grimace in pain.

I reached out to feel what was going on, but the next second I doubted my life again. I didn't care about the wound on my head, but was frightened by my own arm.

She had lived for 28 years, and there was no way she could be so fond of the dark, thin arm in front of her. She raised her arm and put it in front of her eyes, looking at it carefully with wide eyes.

This is obviously not an adult's arm. Whose arm is this?

Thinking of this, she slowly raised her arm to her mouth and bit it hard.

"Ouch~~"

The next second, a miserable scream was heard, alarming Aunt Chen who was still outside.

"What's wrong?" Aunt Chen put down her work and walked into the house when she heard the noise.

Looking at the little girl on the bed, with her arms raised, tears in her eyes and a thin body, she looks so pitiful.

"Erya, you are finally awake? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Does your head still hurt? Are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"

"Ouch, why are you biting yourself? Are you becoming more stupid?" Aunt Chen took the arm bitten by Sui He with concern and rubbed the obvious teeth marks carefully.

Chen Suihe looked at the concerned old man in front of her with doubt. Although she didn't know him, the worry on his face was real. When she was about to say that she was fine,

My eyes blurred, and I looked at the old man beside the bed again, but I found that there was not one old man in front of me, but three, no, there should be several, all of them were surrounding her bed, shaking their heads.

She was so dizzy from the shaking that she said, "Stop shaking, it makes me dizzy."

Hearing Sui He's words, the figure became anxious and said a lot of things. He also touched her forehead tentatively.

"You don't have a fever. What's wrong? Old man. Come in quickly."

My ears were buzzing, and a bunch of memories that didn't belong to her appeared in my mind.

This sudden memory hit her brain, and as expected, our protagonist fainted again.

After waking up again, Sui He took three days to digest the extra memories in his mind.

She didn't remember much, but she sorted it out on the first day. She spent the remaining two days thinking about life.

"hiss!"

Sui He, who wanted to hold her forehead and pretend to have a headache, accidentally touched the wound on her head again, and she gasped in pain.

The taste was so sour and refreshing that it instantly cleared her dizzy mind.

"What's wrong? Erya, is your wound hurting again?" Hearing Suihe's noise, Second Aunt, who was sweeping the floor, put down the broom and walked over to look at Yangyang's wound with concern.

"Stay in your room until you're well. I don't know why you have to come out. It's so dusty here."

"It's okay, Second Grandma, I just accidentally touched the wound," Sui He said hurriedly. She had a good impression of the nagging old woman in front of her.

After all, she was a very important person to this little girl. When her biological parents knew that the original owner had a mental problem, they ignored her and sometimes even didn't give her food, causing her to often go hungry and look for food everywhere in the village.

The villagers were talking about the original owner's parents, but the original owner's parents were also rude. They said directly that the family was poor and anyone who couldn't stand it could take the person away.

No one is rich, and no one wants to have another mouth to feed. Gradually, no one talks about it anymore.

Her second grandmother knew about it and often brought the original owner home, washed and dressed her, and did not despise her because of her mental problems.

And give her a bite of food when she is hungry.

It can be said that the original owner was able to live this long thanks to the support of her second grandmother.

"Hey, I'm glad you're okay. I rolled down from such a high cliff and my brain got healed. If I had known that a fall like this would be enough, I should have done it earlier..."

Aunt Chen smiled and touched the head of the wheat, sighing

"Ahem, old woman, what nonsense are you talking about? Erya's brain is good only because she is lucky." The second master who was watching them at the side interrupted her with a smile.

"This, I'm just saying." Aunt Chen paused and withdrew her hand awkwardly.

"It's okay, Second Grandma. It's better to get better sooner or later. It's not too late to get better now."

Sui He said softly, how could her brain be good? It was clearly a replacement of the core. The original owner didn't know if the injury was too severe. Anyway, when she came, the body had already died.

Coincidentally, both of them have the last name Chen, but she is a modern 28-year-old single woman who has never been in a relationship.

The original owner was a poor 13-year-old girl from Chenjia Village who was hungry all day long.

Now this poor little thing has become her

What a sin