"Chinese cabbage, the ground is yellow. Three or two years old, no mother ~"

The moment Ning Yan woke up, she heard this extremely tragic song. She glanced at Little Bun, who was currently singing in a way that made him look like an African refugee, and then glanced at the yellow grass roof which had a big hole. At the same time, a strand of memories that did not belong to her was poured into her mind.

He stretched out his dirty fingers and lightly rubbed his temples. Only when his headache began to subside did he manage to get a better understanding of the situation.

The owner of this body was also known as Ning Yan, but after experiencing it, she was completely different. She was the Queen of Assassins of the twenty-first century, and she died during peacekeeping missions.

The original owner, on the other hand, was the Great Strength Girl. She was pregnant before marriage and was almost dipped in a pig cage. Her birth mother was unhappy, and wanted to sell her to the Cripple of the neighboring village.

As for the miserable Little Bun, they were born after the original owner lost his virginity, and their names were difficult to describe with a single sentence.

Just as Ning Yan was thinking about where to go from here, she heard Little Bun say with a slightly disgusted voice, "Mother, you're not courting death?"

"How can you speak to your mother like that?"

"If you're not courting death, then think about what you want to eat tonight!" After Little Bun finished speaking, he held up his small hands and turned to walk back into the thatched hut, his two thin and short legs working hard to push himself away from Ning Yan's line of sight. Ning Yan's mouth twitched, she almost wanted to stand up and roar at her unfilial son.

However, he was powerless.

The hot summer wind was suffocating, Ning Yan covered her hungry stomach, got up and followed behind Little Bun into the thatched hut. The room was very spacious and clean, other than a broken wooden bed, a broken blanket and a table with missing legs, there were no other furniture.

kitchen s in the corners, made from a few pieces of wood, were extremely simple.

The bag of rice was cleaner than his face, how could he fill his stomach?

Ning Yan felt very helpless in her heart. Even though it was impossible for one to starve to death while leaning on a mountain, the problem now was very serious, even if she had great innate strength, but if she was in a hungry state, besides walking, she didn't even have the strength to fight, let alone going hunting on the mountain. Even walking up the mountain would be a problem.

As for the matter of the original owner's mother wanting to sell the original owner to a cripple next door, Ning Yan did not really put it to heart.

His gaze fell on Little Bun. Little Bun was lying on the ground, holding a wooden stick and scratching at the ground a few times.

Ning Yan's eyes lit up, she picked up a small wooden stick from the ground and joined Little Bun, the two of them walked out of the courtyard and squatted in the forest at the back, and after a while, they dug out a bowl of monkey meat, while holding onto a handful of horse teeth and grey vegetables.

The grey vegetables were all wild herbs, they had medicinal value and had a tenacious vitality. The key point was that they could be eaten, Ning Yan did not think that a bowl of greyish vegetables would be enough to fill her stomach.

Those who were lying on the tree knew what was going on and shouted, making them feel drowsy. Ning Yan, whose head was injured, fainted as she followed behind Little Bun, slowly walking towards home.

Little Bun who was walking in front had a stern face. From time to time, he would glance back, and surprise would flash past his round eyes. His mother did not scold him today that he did not hit him, it was as if he was a completely different person … Strange.

Regarding Little Bun's surprise, Ning Yan naturally discovered it, and it was easy to understand why. If the original owner did not hate Little Bun, if not for her falling asleep in a daze, she would not have ended up like this. Furthermore, she did not expect that she would give birth to Little Bun, so how could she treat him well?

Now that the core of the body had been changed, as a person with a good education, he naturally wouldn't do something like abusing children.

Kids are sensitive. You can feel it when you change your attitude a little.

Although knew that she was curious about the Little Bun, she would never take the initiative to explain anything. She was not the original owner, so her lifestyle would definitely be a little different.

Holding the bowl in her hand, Ning Yan limped back to the empty courtyard and started to deal with the monkeys that were covered in mud.

It was a pity that this family was too poor, they didn't even have the most basic rice, let alone the oil salt.

Even Ning Yan had no way of turning the wild vegetables into delicacies, she could only cook them using clear water and sit on a stone block, holding onto a pair of chopsticks, and stuffing the little monkey who knew about the wild vegetables into his mouth.

Maybe because she was hungry, Ning Yan actually thought that wild vegetables were delicious.

In the blink of an eye, all the monkeys in the bowl had been eaten. Looking at the skinny Ning, Ning Yan felt that it was Alexander who said: "Are you still hungry?"

"I'm not hungry anymore." Ning Yu shook her head, then carried the two bowls out to the courtyard. Stepping on the stones, he grabbed the ladle, scooped out a bowl of water and washed it clean, then placed it inside the kitchen's dilapidated cupboard.

Perhaps it was because his body was too thin and weak, but his head was exposed to the air.

Just follow... The eldest son he had seen in his previous life was just like that.

Ning Yan sighed, what did it mean for the children of poor families to be in charge long ago, the current Ning Yan couldn't understand anything more.

After walking around in the courtyard, he found a rusty axe and turned around to look at Little Bun. He said, "I'll go up the mountain to chop some firewood."

"Chopping firewood? Aren't you afraid that Blind Bear would eat it? "

"…" Ning Yan's forehead jumped as the wound on his head started to hurt.

She had to go up the mountain once, and she was injured in the head. She couldn't afford to leave without medicine, and since she couldn't afford the herbs she needed, she could only go up the mountain to pick herbs. If he had a fever, he would probably die again.

"Wait at home. I'll bring you some meat tonight."

Just as Ning Yan walked out of her house, she heard the footsteps of a pagoda behind him: "I'll go with you!" Little Bun ran behind Ning Yan, her eyes still filled with unease and fear.

"..." Scared? That's right, just now, the original owner knocking his head to the point of seeking death, I'm afraid that Little Bun was shocked.

No matter how bad the original owner was, he had still pulled Little Bun to this point. It would not be enough to say that they were relying on each other to survive.

Ning Yan walked up the mountain with Ning Quan in tow.

Walking down a path to the foot of the mountain, from time to time two grey rabbits would jump past his eyes, except for some unknown flowers and flowers that were in full bloom.

Ning Yan picked up a few stones from the ground and pulled Little Bun Ning who was standing behind a tree. Her ears twitched, she heard the sound coming from the grass, and threw the stones in her hands.