Xinzhantun within the territory of Liaodong of the Moon State.
For nine days in the cold winter, the north wind is roaring, and the sky is ice and snow.
The wind blows in from the gap in the window, making a "buzz... buzz... buzz..." sound.
Harsh ears, noise, annoying people.
The gray grunt on the wall swayed in the wind, like a boneless zombie.
On the fire kang, Lin Su, who was asleep, slowly opened his eyes. After looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, he was stunned.
Sit up suddenly.
"hiss-"
pain!
Reaching out and touching his forehead, he could see the clothes he was wearing.
This... this...
Hanfu? why
Today is the opening of her hundredth chain hotel in Sichuan and Sichuan. She clearly remembered that she was in the lounge at the event site, waiting for admission.
Then... Then...
"Little bitch, I really thought it wouldn't work without you? Go to hell!"
The voice lingered in her ears, causing her heart to sink little by little.
at last.
"Are you awake?" came the calm male voice.
Dumb, magnetic, and good-sounding.
Lin Su is a woman with face control + voice control. He raised her head and looked at the dress of the man sitting opposite her, as if a basin of cold water was falling down, cold from head to heart.
"Drink the ginger soup."
When the words fell, there was a gaped bowl in front of me. Not her usual bone china. Men's dressing and dressing are not fashionable cosplay.
Combined with the sentence before she lost consciousness, she should be 80%, maybe, almost-crossing!
"Take it, what are you thinking about!" His tone was impatient, as if he had given him a great favor.
Lin Su, who was interrupted in meditation, frowned, curled his lips, and stared at him intently.
There is a wound on his left cheek, it is a burn. Fierce, slightly scary. When injured, it should be very painful.
The smell of rushing into the nose made her instinctively back off, disgusted.
"I don't eat ginger!"
Especially the ginger smell, uncomfortable to smell.
The man stared at her, suddenly got up and came behind her, clasped her chin with one hand, and brought the bowl to her mouth with the other.
"Ah-what are you... doing... let it go... let it go... Uh-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhha
barbarian!
Lin Su coughed and retched hard, trying to get rid of the nasty smell of ginger.
"It's just ginger soup, to drive away the cold!"
Abandoning this sentence, the man left without looking back.
"Ahem ... Ahem Ahem Ahem ... cough ... damn, get me a bowl of water, ah - vomit -"
Damn guy, savage, bossy, ***!
People who do not eat ginger are particularly unacceptable to the taste. Even if she is a chef, she still doesn't like Jiang.
"Huh-huh-"
Lin Su gasped, and it didn't take long for the gaped bowl to appear in front of him.
Without saying anything, I brought it over and sipped it to dilute the taste in his mouth.
The man left again, as if she was a plague, not staying much.
If you want to ask something, don't give a chance at all.
Crossing, rebirth
The bridges in web dramas and novels actually happened to her.
According to this judgment, the partner who killed her in the previous life should be Lin Qian.
Because they were both named Lin, they joked that they were a family five hundred years ago, so she believed her and left everything to her.
Unexpectedly... He sighed lightly, shook his head mockingly, and looked at the house.
When she saw everything clearly, she wanted to find a piece of tofu and hit her to death. Is this a house? Isn't this the warehouse
Ten square meters of land, dilapidated walls, clearly visible beams, Gray Dulu is still dancing there...
God, where did she travel to
Shouldn't it be the daughter of Houmen
Wearing shoes on the ground, looking at the quilt just asleep, there was a trace of sadness.
Dirty can not see the original color, no wonder there is a strange smell.
It's warm at hand, take a closer look.
kang? It's actually a Kang!
Before starting her business, she had been working in kitchens all over the country. In order to learn art secretly, so that I have a good way out in the future.
Kang is a sleeping tool unique to the Northeast. Could it be said that she traveled to the ancient Northeast
So what dynasty is it, at what time, and which emperor succeeded to the throne
Emma, I hate less time in the study.
Her parents died young, and she was self-reliant before finishing junior high school. Although she had a college degree, it was still different from the regular army, not to mention... She didn't study history.
A little weak, his shoulders slumped and his eyes were empty.
Doesn't it mean that people who travel through will inherit the memory of the original person? Why does she have nothing and her mind is blank
All signs indicate that she has definitely crossed, and she has crossed to an ordinary poor family.
The impact was too strong, and it directly caused her to collapse and sit on the ground.
Tugging at the clothes on the body again, the finest silk
The door opened, and the man came back, still holding the same bowl in his hand, which contained three black-faced buns and a piece of mustard lump.
Seeing the person sitting on the ground, he put the bowl on the kang displeasedly, and stretched out his hand to hug the person back to the kang.
"eat."
Not much talk, but great energy.
Lin Su blushed a little. He hadn't been hugged by a man before, let alone a princess.
Looking down at him surreptitiously, if there is no such scar, he is a handsome guy, and also a handsome, tough guy!
"Have you watched enough? Have you watched enough to eat!"
A cold voice came again, making her shiver subconsciously.
It's cold, it's really cold. Unexpectedly, the voice could be so cold.
Lin Su was a little embarrassed, scratching his neck awkwardly, and opened his mouth to explain for himself. However, the man ignored her and took a bun and gave it to her. Pick up the other one by yourself, bite and eat pickles.
Lin Su squeezed the steamed bun in his hand, looked up at him, and asked.
"Can I ask you something? Who are you? Where is this?"
The man did not answer, still eating. A mouthful of steamed buns, a mouthful of pickled vegetables, the elegant movements, it made Lin Su look silly.
That's right, it's just crazy.
She has no other strengths, but she loves to watch handsome guys, and she loves to watch handsome guys.
The point is... This person is not rude in eating, and he is obviously different from the peasant man who is shown on TV.
Seeing that he finished eating the bun in his hand, he picked up another one. There was no thought of speaking at all, and he could not help frowning a little angrily.
You can ignore people if you are handsome
"You are my daughter-in-law."
"Huh?" Lin Su exclaimed. An inexplicable sentence caught her off guard.
Is she his wife? How could it be possible? It's a fantasy! Looking at the clothes on her body, Lin Suqing said coldly.
"I'm telling you that it's illegal to buy or sell people without permission."
"..."
The man stared at her with a little surprise in his eyes.
Lin Su thought what he had said had effect, so he took advantage of the victory and pursued it again.
"I know you have been deceived, and the traffickers will look at you sincerely and deceive you rural people."
While talking, the man had already solved the second steamed bun, looked at her lightly, and said.
"Okay, tell me, where is your home, I'll take you back."
"I… "
Oh... Who will save her!
Who she is and where is her home, she also thinks
I know!
She couldn't answer this question, let alone say it.
The man patted the dregs of steamed bread on his hands, leaned forward suddenly, narrowed the distance between them, and said.
"Since I don't want to talk about it, I can be my wife with peace of mind, and I won't eat and drink less."
what
Lin Su swallowed, instinctively backed away again, opening his mouth exaggeratedly.
"That... That... No way! I... You... The two of us... This..."
"Do you dislike me?" The man frowned, his tone a little unhappy.
Lin Su’s EQ is online, knowing what he is taboo, shook his head and said.
"It's not... I don't mind the hurt on your face, I just... just... just can't accept marriage."
"Slowly accept it." The man interrupted her and got up and left.
Lin Su sat there stupidly, the words "slowly accepted" lingered in his ears.
Take it slowly
It’s never possible to accept it!
The crossing has been very hard to force, and somehow I was tied to the label, why
The shock was too great, Lin Su looked at the black steamed bun in his hand, sighed heavily and put it aside.
She really didn't want to eat, she needed time to digest everything.
Where did the injury on the forehead come from? What does this body look like? How old are you this year
The more she thought about it, the more confused she became, the more she thought about it, the more confused she became.
Forget it, let's go to sleep, maybe I'll go back when I wake up.
Making up his mind, Lin Su turned over, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.
The man stood at the door, watching all the changes in the room, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, his eyes were slightly cold...
Lin Su gave up, gave up completely.
I came to this place for three days and comforted myself before going to bed every day. I would go back when I woke up.
But after waking up, reality slapped her severely, making her sober.
It's still this "warehouse", or this home, or that person, or a familiar and unfamiliar environment.
For three days, Lin Su was not used to it.
Not accustomed to eating; not accustomed to using; not accustomed to sleeping; not getting used to something after washing the face, let alone getting used to it
No wonder the ancients are getting old fast, and they don't wipe anything after washing their face, and all the skin is unpleasant.
Also, the people in this village are cold, indifferent, and not good at talking.
Come here on time every day, take things and leave without even saying "thank you".
It was ridiculous to think about it. Her nominal husband was struggling by herself, and she selflessly gave the villagers all the game that she brought back, without keeping a piece of it.
At first, she didn't speak, but the next day she disagreed.
They also have to eat and live. Uncle Ding Zhu next door gives three black-faced buns and one mustard lump for every meal. She... really can't swallow it.
For this, she discussed with Ding Zhu this morning whether it could be changed. Unexpectedly... Ding Zhu next door was unwilling to let them start their own gang, but they didn't do it.
If you don't do it, you don't do it. A hare changes two meals a day. I don't think it's cost-effective.
"Puff-"
There was a noise in the yard. Lin Su knew that her husband in the name had returned.
She was ashamed to say that after three days of getting along, she didn't know what his name was. It's just that the neighbor calls him "Chuanzi", so she is used to calling him "Dachuan" or "Chuanzi".
Looking at the black soil on the ground, Lin Su sighed heavily, as expected, the bachelor's house couldn't be seen.
Obviously, the ground is red bricks, accumulating over time, the ashes slowly turn into mud, and then...
Tsk tusk tusk... No sight, no sight.
"come out-"
(End of this chapter)