Yuan Wei's Quick Travel

When Yuan Wei woke up, she felt her eyes were extremely dry and her throat felt like it was burned by fire, causing unbearable pain.

She frowned, suppressed the discomfort, and slowly opened her eyes.

Everything in front of her eyes was blurry, which made her feel confused.

Before she could react, a familiar voice sounded in her mind.

[You can go next door now and see the original owner's mother for the last time.]

When Yuan Wei heard this, her heart was shocked.

She didn't have time to think about anything else, so she quickly got up and walked quickly to the next room.

The moment I opened the door, a pungent smell of medicine hit me in the face.

She frowned, trying to adjust to the smell.

When she saw the scene inside the house clearly, she was stunned.

I saw a skinny woman lying on a wooden bed that looked very old.

Her face was haggard, her eyes sunken, her lips pale and cracked, as if her vitality had been drained away.

The woman's face still vaguely showed the shadow of her former beauty, but now she has lost all her beauty due to being too thin.

There was still a strong sense of death on his face.

Under the dim light of the kerosene lamp, it looked particularly eerie and terrifying.

Yuan Wei couldn't help but shiver, her heart pounding.

She took a deep breath. The system would not deceive her. This woman was most likely the original owner's mother, and she was on the verge of death.

Yuan Wei calmed herself down, walked cautiously to the bedside, and observed the woman carefully.

She found that the woman's breathing was very weak, almost imperceptible.

Her skin was an unhealthy bluish-gray color, as if she would take her last breath at any moment.

Yuan Wei's mood became increasingly heavy, and she didn't know how to face such a scene.

At this moment, Xia Xing'er seemed to have sensed something. Her eyes, which were originally closed, suddenly trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

Her eyes were a little confused, as if she was looking for something.

When she saw Yuan Wei standing beside the bed, she forced a smile and called softly, "Wei'er?"

Yuan Wei hurriedly sat next to Xia Xing'er, holding her skinny hand tightly, her eyes full of concern and worry.

"it's me."

Xia Xing'er reached out her hand, gently stroked Yuan Wei's cheek, and said softly: "Wei'er, don't be sad... Mom is always here..."

Her voice was as weak as a candle in the wind, and could go out at any time.

Xia Xing'er fumbled in the quilt and finally took out a small box tremblingly.

She handed the box to Yuan Wei, with a determined light in her eyes, "This is for you..."

Yuan Wei quickly took it, knowing that she was about to leave her last words, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"This is the dowry your grandmother gave me and the remaining savings in this family. I will give it to you in the future."

Xia Xing'er was dazed for a moment, then looked at Yuan Wei and continued, "There's a sum of money buried under the bed in your room. Don't touch it unless it's absolutely necessary. It's your guarantee for the future."

After saying this, Xia Xing'er panted slightly, as if she had used up all her strength.

Her eyes gradually became blurred, but she still tried hard to convey her last words to Yuan Wei.

Yuan Wei looked at the woman in front of her and her mood became heavy.

She held Xia Xing'er's hand tightly, feeling her faint warmth.

Yuan Wei nodded slightly, indicating that she understood what she meant.

Xia Xing'er felt a warmth in her heart when she saw Yuan Wei's sensible appearance.

Although she was reluctant to leave her daughter, she felt a little relieved to see Yuan Wei so strong.

She hopes Yuan Wei can face her future life independently and bravely.

"I've already told you everything else. Just remember it well. Your grandparents are still here, as well as Jiayi... Don't be afraid, they will take care of you."

Xia Xing'er's voice gradually became low, as if it would disappear into the air at any time.

Yuan Wei nodded silently. She encountered this situation as soon as she woke up. To be honest, she was still a little confused and didn't understand many things.

But she knew that the most important thing at the moment was to reassure Xia Xing'er.

Seeing that Yuan Wei was well-behaved and sensible, Xia Xing'er's worries were slightly relieved.

She slowly closed her eyes, a faint smile playing on the corner of her mouth.

Yuan Wei was frightened and quickly reached out to feel Xia Xing'er's breath, only to find that her breathing was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Yuan Wei's heart suddenly rose to her throat, worried that she was gone.

She tried again carefully and finally felt a faint breath, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

She put the box into the space and began to sort out the current situation.

At this moment, the system suddenly asked: [Host, do you want to settle the points from the previous world?]

Yuan Wei shook her head, indicating that she was not in a hurry.

She was concerned about Xia Xing'er's safety and asked the system: "If I feed her spiritual fluid now, will she survive?"

After receiving the original owner's memory, Yuan Wei stared at Xia Xing'er, waiting for the system's answer.

The system was silent for a moment before replying: [It can temporarily delay her death, but it can only alleviate some of her pain. After all, her body is already on the verge of collapse...]

At this point, the system suddenly realized that the spiritual liquid in Yuan Wei's hand was not an ordinary spiritual liquid, but a thousand-year-old spiritual essence!

It changed its tone and said, "If you truly wish to save her, then let her drink the spiritual fluid as soon as possible. Perhaps it will have some effect... at least allow her to live two more years."

Hearing this, Yuan Wei no longer hesitated. She immediately took out a bowl from the space, diluted the spiritual liquid, and carefully fed it to Xia Xing'er to drink.

Seeing that Xia Xing'er's face finally regained some color from its paleness and no longer had a dead look on it, Yuan Wei felt relieved and breathed a long sigh of relief.

She silently sorted out the memories left by the original owner.

By combining this with the information provided by the system, Yuan Wei learned that she was now in the 70s.

There were still two years before reform and opening up.

The original owner was only 17 years old at this time and had just graduated from high school half a year ago.

Her father was a soldier, but unfortunately, he died early.

In this small village, although the life of the original owner and her daughter was not rich, it was not too difficult.

Since my father died in the line of duty, the army gave him a certain amount of pension.

Xia Xing'er herself studied medicine, so when the army settled them, they specially appointed Xia Xing'er as a village doctor.

In this way, Xia Xing'er can not only receive a stable salary, but also does not have to work in the fields, and there is still enough money for the original owner to continue studying.

Of course, there are people in the village who like to gossip.

However, the original owner's uncle was the team leader, and the other villagers knew nothing about medicine and could not shake Xia Xing'er's position at all.

Therefore, Xia Xing'er and her daughter lived relatively safely in this village.

Half a year ago, Xia Xing'er's health suddenly deteriorated and she is now terminally ill.

If Yuan Wei had not come today, Xia Xing'er would have woken up briefly in the early morning of that day and then passed away.

The original owner was exhausted physically and mentally from taking care of Xia Xing'er day and night for several consecutive days. Coupled with her inner grief, she did not dare to cry in front of Xia Xing'er. She returned to her room and cried loudly. As a result, she fell asleep from crying too much.

She slept so deeply that when someone called her, Xia Xing'er had already passed away.

During this period, only the heroine Song Mengqiu came once, and she was the only one present when Xia Xing'er was dying.

When Yuan Wei thought of Song Mengqiu, a sneer rose in her heart.

Song Mengqiu is a reborn person!