Wake up from a dream.
Yingbao stared at the ceiling of the tent in a daze for a long time.
I never thought that I would have the honor of being written into a book.
Based on my years of experience in reading storybooks and combining it with my own experiences, I feel that I am most likely the vicious cannon fodder in the book.
It’s a pity that I’ve only read a few chapters, and I don’t know what happens next, or whether it’s the same as what she experienced in her previous life.
"Yingbao, get up and eat." Chunniang had already prepared breakfast. Seeing her daughter wake up, she came to dress her.
"Mom, where is Dad?" Yingbao asked.
"Your father went to your uncle's house before dawn. They are going to the market today, so they can't be late."
Chunniang put a short-sleeved sweatshirt on Yingbao, helped her tie the wristband, and let her daughter get off the kang by herself.
Yingbao quickly ran to the toilet to relieve herself, then looked at the deer before brushing her teeth and washing her face.
The fawn had been led into the yard and was huddled under a jujube tree, looking at the little human running around with its pitiful big eyes.
After a hasty breakfast, Yingbao said hello to her mother, and went outside for a walk, carrying a small bamboo basket in one hand and holding the little deer in the other.
Chunniang knew that her daughter had to go out every morning, so she didn't stop her. She just told her not to go too far and let her go.
The children in the village get up early and go to the wild with baskets to harvest dewy young grass before the sun rises high. They bring it back, wash it and chop it into pieces. Pigs and sheep especially like to eat it.
Yingbao also went to the wild early in the morning, not to cut grass, but to release the deer, and also to sneak some shepherd's purse and wudingzhi for the deer to eat.
The fawn was obviously much more agile than yesterday, and the wound on its buttocks seemed to have scabbed over.
But because the wound was covered with blood and fur, it was difficult to see the extent of the healing, and the fawn would not let anyone touch the wound, so Yingbao continued to feed it Wudingzhi.
The little deer seemed to like eating this thing very much. He put aside his fear and licked Yingbao's fingers with his tongue.
Yingbao simply took out some more and watched it eat them all.
After the little deer finished eating, it looked left and right, licked its food with its tongue, as if it was thirsty.
"Come, drink some water." Yingbao took out a broken jar and filled it with some pond water.
The little deer lowered its head and drank it all in one gulp, then happily nibbled the grass, wagging its short tail.
"Yingbao! Release the deer."
Yuanbao from my uncle's family came running over with a small schoolbag on his back.
Seeing him, Yingbao's eyes lit up, "Yeah, Brother Yuanbao, you're going to school so early?"
Yuanbao nodded and walked forward to stroke the deer's back.
Yingbao asked: "Brother Yuanbao, can I go to the school with you?"
Yuan Bao shook his head: "Master won't let me."
"I'll be outside. I won't go into the school." Yingbao refused to give up.
Yuan Bao blinked and said seriously: "The teacher will spank you."
Sakura: …
Seeing that his little cousin was unhappy, Yuanbao hesitated and said, "How about you just watch from a distance and don't get close."
The teacher didn't like girls going to school, and would scold and drive them away if he saw them.
"Okay." Yingbao agreed immediately, holding up the little deer and urging, "Then let's go quickly."
Yuanbao scratched his head and had to follow.
The village school was a private school run by the Chen family, and initially it was mainly used to educate the children of the Chen family.
But it was also the only school in the surrounding villages, so as long as they paid tuition, children from other families could also enroll.
The village school teacher was an old student, also named Chen. He was nearly seventy years old but very old-fashioned and refused to accept female students.
Therefore, in Dongchen Village and Xichen Village, no girl can read.
Yingbao led the deer and stopped five meters away from the village school. She pushed Yuanbao, who was still next to the deer, and told him to hurry up.
Yuanbao was reluctant to leave, and before leaving, he reminded her: "Don't run around, wait for me to finish school."
Yingbao nodded and waved at him, "Brother Yuanbao, study hard and teach me how to read after school. I'll let Xiaolu play with you."
"Okay." Yuanbao nodded seriously, turned around and ran towards the school resolutely.
Sitting on the slope, Yingbao could see the school, the slowly flowing river, and the stone arch bridge over the river.
As long as you walk across the arch bridge, Xichen Village is on the other side, where Chen Changping's home is.
In my previous life, all the suffering I suffered after I was born came from that family, and my life was ended by them.
It’s sad to think about it.
Yingbao turned her gaze back, stroking the deer with one hand while looking at the students who were rushing to school one after another.
After the little deer had eaten and drunk its fill, it bent its legs and nestled at the feet of its little master, chewing the cud silently.
Several passing schoolchildren looked at this strange combination curiously, and two of them even walked up the slope and reached out to touch the deer.
The little deer was frightened and jumped up and hid behind Yingbao.
Yingbao looked at the two children coldly.
She recognized both of them.
One is Chen Song, the youngest son of Chen Changping’s eldest brother, and the other is the child of Cun Zheng’s family in Xichen Village.
Seven-year-old Chen Song is one year older than Yuanbao and is also at the age of just starting to learn. At this moment, he looks ignorant and harmless.
Who could have thought that such a child would want to harm a six or seven-year-old girl five years later.
However, how could she, who is so vindictive, allow herself to suffer any loss
In the cold winter when she was seven years old, she designed a plan to make Chen Song fall into the water and into an ice hole.
Although he was rescued in time, his legs were disabled and he became a cripple.
Of course, she herself did not have a good life either. She was beaten in turns by her biological father, mother and grandmother. Several sticks were broken by them and she was almost half dead. She was left in a grass nest and could not move for a month.
During that month, no one sought medical treatment for her, and no one took care of her. She was like a stray dog, and no one cared about her.
Perhaps because they were afraid of what the neighbors would say, they would occasionally throw her a piece of black flour cake and a bucket of water.
It had come to that, and the Chen family was certain that she was dead.
But she was lucky and actually survived.
Yingbao still doesn't understand why she is like an indestructible cockroach and can always survive desperate situations.
"Did you raise this deer?" Chen Song asked.
Yingbao ignored her and took the deer to the side.
Seeing that the little kid ignored him, Chen Song didn't get angry. He followed him a few steps and asked, "Whose family are you from? Can I hold the little deer?"
Yingbao's face darkened and she said coldly, "No!"
Chen Song frowned, and was about to say something when the little boy next to him said, "You said we can't do it? We're going to hold hands!"
As he said this, he grabbed the rope.
Yingbao dodged quickly and shouted, "Master! Your student stole my deer!"
The boy was stunned, stepped back subconsciously, and looked back hurriedly.
The teacher was indeed standing at the entrance of the school, with his hands behind his back, looking over from afar.
The schoolchildren and Chen Song were terrified and ran down the hill as fast as they could.
Yingbao chuckled and continued strolling with the deer.
The Jiang family had just treated the teacher to a meal of venison yesterday. She didn't believe that the teacher would sit back and watch and allow his students to bully a little kid who was only a year old.
After walking around for a while and seeing that there was no one around, he squatted down and shoveled soil from the farmland or the river ditch into the cave.
When he saw that it was almost done, he smuggled some more shepherd's purse into the basket, then carried it back.
The fawn followed closely, even without a leash.
When she got home, Yingbao was sweating and exhausted.
After all, I am less than two years old, and no matter how great my strength is, it is limited.
After working for such a long time and walking such a long way, Yingbao was almost exhausted.
"Where did you go?"
Chunniang came out of the kitchen and saw her daughter lying on the couch with her arms and legs spread out. She touched her forehead and asked, "What's wrong? Did you get a heat stroke?"
Yingbao shook her head and said weakly, "I got up too early in the morning and I'm sleepy."
Chunniang chuckled and pinched her little nose: "I think you are tired from playing outside, go to sleep quickly, and when you wake up, mother will cut braised meat for you to eat."
Yesterday her family was given a piece of venison, which she stewed in a pot early on. Today, she braised it with sauce, and it became crispy and tender, and her daughter didn't get any sticky food in her teeth when she ate it.
"Yes." Yingbao hugged A Niang's arm tightly and said in a soft voice, "Mom, sleep too."
Chunniang had no choice but to lie down with her daughter and fan her with a palm-leaf fan.