In early summer, Qingshui Village is full of warmth.
The noon sun shines through the leaves, casting mottled shadows.
In the simple farm yard, several yellow chicken cubs are chattering for food.
That was today when Father Yan went to the fair, and he bought it just to make Yan Mu happy.
"Eat slowly."
She bent down slightly and sprinkled the chicken feed in the bowl on the ground.
The chicken cubs are like small rolling yellow balls, playing and frolicking beside Yan Mu.
There was a hint of a smile on Yan Mu's face, but before she could laugh, her complexion changed and she coughed violently.
"Girl." Father Yan, who was standing at the side, immediately stepped forward, with a nervous expression on his face, "Your body is just recovering, why don't you go inside and rest in the sun?"
"It's all right, Dad."
Yan Mu only felt that his eyes were turning black.
She held onto the wall, patted her chest, and stood still for a long time before she could catch her breath.
Counting it, she has been in this world for half a month.
Due to the mismatch between soul and body, she was also seriously ill for half a month, and she just got out of bed today.
Because of this reason, plus the fact that the private school's husband was going to visit relatives, father Yan helped her take a long vacation in the private school.
She was originally an online writer in Lujiang, and her favorite type is the sinister and handsome handsome man, so she designed the male lead of the new book according to this type.
But because of laziness, her new book stopped updating right after it started.
In her sleep, a man with a hedgehog head claimed to be the god of web writing, and said that he wanted to teach her a lesson. She can only return to the modern age by accompanying Yu Yuan, the hero of the new book, through the plot.
Due to the fusion of different space-time magnetic fields, her body will be very weak, and she can only survive by relying on the male protagonist Yu Yuan's kiss to continue her life.
After listening to the man's nagging, she snorted, and finally opened her eyes again, and she really got into her new book.
He also pretended to be Yu Yuan's neighbor, a female supporting role who was insignificant in the book.
Yan Mu sighed helplessly.
The book she wrote, she knows.
With Yu Yuan's sinister personality, if she went directly to kiss her, she might not be able to see the sun the next day.
This matter has to be discussed in the long run.
Father Yan at the side, seeing her unpredictable expression, thought she was weak and depressed.
"Girl, you have been in poor health since you were a child. Half a month ago, you had a serious illness. I almost thought you would not be able to make it through. Fortunately, you are still alive. Even if Dad is trying to sell iron, he must take good care of your body. "Father Yan wiped his tears and said.
His wife had dystocia and died after giving birth to Yan Mu.
In the past fourteen years, he never remarried, kept a few acres of Susukida to support his family, and spent all his money on Yan Mu.
"Father, don't worry, I'm fine." Seeing Father Yan's appearance, Yan Mu felt a little sour.
The original owner was also named Yan Mu, and she probably died of a serious illness half a month ago, so she was able to occupy this body.
And she found that since this body is only fourteen years old, her mind seems to be affected, commonly known as Jiangzhi.
In the past half a month, father Yan's concern and care for her made Yan Mu, a time traveler, feel a little sincere.
Yan Mu's side is warm and silent, but neighbor Zhang Liehu's house is full of blood and rain.
There is only a low wall between the two families, and any noise can be heard clearly.
The sound of dishes breaking came through, followed by the man's yelling and cursing.
"Little bastard, I asked you to wash the dishes, but you dropped my bowl! Today I will beat you to death!"
"Father, this little bastard must have done it on purpose, you have to teach him a lesson." The male voice who took pleasure in schadenfreude cooed.
There was the sound of breaking wind, followed by the muffled sound of bamboo sticks hitting the meat.
"Here it comes again." Father Yan turned his head a little reluctantly, "This Orion is really not a thing, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, and he is not even a good person with his son Zhang Goudan."
"Are they beating Yu Yuan again?" Yan Mu frowned.
Yu Yuan is Zhang Orihu's nephew, and he is currently living in Zhang Orihu's home.
However, because of Yu Yuan's unknown background, Zhang Liehu's family didn't want to see this nephew. Not only did he not care about food, but he also made Yu Yuan do heavy work every day.
Especially Zhang Goudan, the son of Zhang Orion, bullied Yu Yuan openly and secretly, and instigated other children in the village to exclude Yu Yuan.
After she wore it, she lay down in the house for half a month because of her serious illness.
But even in the house, one could hear Zhang Liehu's family insulting Yu Yuan every day.
"That's not true." Father Yan sighed, "He chopped firewood all morning, and he was beaten just after he got home before he had a bite to eat. The child is really pitiful."
Yan Mu's face became paler, she pursed her lips, found a gap in the low wall, and squinted at Zhang Orion's house.
"Little bastard, you eat and live for free all day long, and you were asked to wash the dishes, but you deliberately threw Lao Tzu's bowl!"
Zhang Orion held a bamboo stick in his hand. He spat, and the bamboo stick fell on the young man like a storm.
Although the bamboo strips are thin, they are extremely resilient, and every time they are pulled, there will be a bloodstain on the young man's body.
Yan Mu looked terrified, as a Yan dog, she only prayed that Orion Zhang would not hurt Yu Yuan's face.
Zhang Goudan moved a bench and sat aside. He watched Yu Yuan being beaten, his face showed no sympathy, and he was still laughing.
"Even Dad doesn't know who is a wild breed, and he deserves to live in our house, bah!"
After he finished speaking, he also imitated Zhang Orion and spit on Yu Yuan's face.
The boy was thin and thin, with his head bowed low, his hair swaying down, covering his face.
He didn't cry, he didn't reach out to block it, and he didn't even turn his head.
Even though he could not restrain his trembling due to the pain, he still knelt there without saying a word, like an isolated island.
The boy's hands were behind his back, looking from Yan Mu's direction, he could just see the boy's cracked hands, and the fingertips were still bleeding.
No wonder I couldn't hold it when I was washing the dishes. The cut in my hand must have been very painful after being soaked in the ashes used for washing the dishes.
Yan Mu's mood is a bit complicated.
The future prime minister of Ye Kingdom, a powerful minister with one man under one man and more than ten thousand people, will make countless people fearful.
At this moment, he was kneeling in a small farmyard in a remote mountain village, being beaten to death with a bamboo stick.
Yu Yuan is the hero she created, he is considered to be half a child.
Although she wrote all these, seeing Yu Yuan being bullied with her own eyes, Yan Mu still felt uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.
"Little bastard."
Zhang Orion was tired, so he sat on the bench and smoked pumpkin leaves to rest.
Yu Yuan was still kneeling on the ground, his body moved, revealing the lower half of his face covered with blood and sweat.
"Uncle played well." Yu Yuan raised his head, showing a hollow smile.
He was like a dummy, no matter what he said or the expression on his face, he seemed extremely empty and thin.
But even the empty expression, appearing on that slightly childish face, still amazed Yan Mu.
His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his slender eyelashes were like butterflies about to fly.
The boy's pupils were extremely dark, like a piece of ink that couldn't be dizzy, the sun was brewing in his pupils, and even the clouds were drunk by it. His complexion was very pale, even morbidly pale, like a block of ice emitting a chill in the sun. It was this sickly whiteness that made his eyes darker.
His lips were as red as blood, with a soul-stirring beauty.
It's so handsome that Yan Mu's legs are weak.
When designing Yu Yuanli's character, she designed Yu Yuan's face to be 100% in line with her own aesthetics.
She had only imagined it in her head before, but after seeing Yu Yuan's face, Yan Mu finally understood what "beauty crit" is.
Tsk tsk tsk, what a waste of money.
Facing such a handsome face, how did Zhang Orion and his son manage to destroy it
Yan Mu wrinkled her face in distress.
"Go and sweep up the pieces. If you leave a piece, I will break your leg." Zhang Orion took a few mouthfuls of pumpkin leaves, and said without looking at Yu Yuan, "I saw your bitch chirping It's a bad face!"
"Okay, Uncle."
Yu Yuan lowered his head and slowly got up from the ground.
His thin clothes were torn and torn by the bamboo strips, and there were a lot of blood stains on them. The bare/exposed skin is full of old and new scars, some of which are even festered.
Yu Yuan didn't care about this at all, his back was still straight, like pines and cypresses in winter.
"By the way, I'm going to go hunting tomorrow. Prepare your food and water and go with me." Zhang Orion suddenly said, "No stealing is allowed, it's not for you."
Yu Yuan's movements froze, and then he didn't know what to think, and then said yes softly.
Having just experienced a severe beating, Yu Yuan had a very difficult time walking.
He limped past the low wall, as if feeling something, he turned his head abruptly.
"!"
Yan Mu, who was peeking behind the wall, was taken aback and quickly turned sideways.
Although he knew that Yu Yuan couldn't see him, but after all, he was peeping in front of him, Yan Mu was still very guilty.
Through the low wall, she heard Zhang Orion asking impatiently: "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, Uncle." Yu Yuan replied obediently, "The wall is a little broken, I'll pick some mud to fix it some other day."
"Hmm." Zhang Orion snorted in satisfaction.
Hearing Yu Yuan's footsteps gradually go away, Yan Mu's beating heart gradually calmed down.
This frail body couldn't stand the fright, Yan Mu felt his eyes darken, and it slowed down for a long time.
After recovering, Yan Mu boldly went up to take a look again.
Sure enough, Yu Yuan had already left.
... Yu Yuan probably didn't see her, right
Yan Mu was a little confused.
As the author, should she help the hero
After all, she has to rely on Yu Yuan's kiss to continue her life every month. She must at least have a good relationship with Yu Yuan, otherwise she won't even be able to get close, so why talk about kissing
"What's wrong, girl?" Father Yan was a little confused when he saw Yan Mu's appearance, "What did you see?"
"Father, I..." Yan Mu hesitated for a long time, but finally changed his mind: "It's nothing."
The Yan family is really not rich, and it is all supported by Yan's father.
Coupled with Yan Mu's monthly medical expenses, it's like a bottomless pit.
There is really no extra money at home.
Although she wanted to help Yu Yuan very much, she didn't have the face to reach out to Father Yan.
In short, we have to find a way to get close to Yu Yuan...
Yan Mu secretly made up his mind.
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The next book "I Became the Widow of a Disabled Villain with Infinite Strength" is looking for advance notice
Ji Wu transmigrated and became the widowed wife of the disabled villain Ren Yan'an. At this time, the villain was only thirteen years old, a pitiful little girl who was loved by no one.
In the book, the original owner's husband died on the day of their wedding, and the villagers thought he was Kefu, so the original owner blamed the villain for this. The original owner disliked Ren Yan'an's disabled leg and abused him in every possible way, but he turned back and killed him when he grew up.
Ji Wu looked at Ren Yan'an who was huddled into a ball, and his heart melted for the little pitiful and cute.
So, when the villagers came to find fault with them, Ji Wu picked them up and whipped them like a tiger.
On a snowy day, when the poor little girl had a leg attack and the pain was unbearable, she carried a wheelchair on her shoulders and went to the doctor with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
Until one day, the little pitiful grew into a handsome young man.
The little boy hugged her neck and kept begging in her ear: "Sister... sister, can we be together forever?"
The princess is hugging the little boy Ji Wu: It's okay... But I always feel that something is weird
Powerful, natural, dull heroine * black-bellied, sick and scheming boy
The male and female protagonists are three years apart
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