Chapter 1 Dressing up as a dumb girl
"Oh, how wicked! Jiang Jianguo worked so hard to bring up his younger brother and send him to study. Who knew that he hadn't died for a few years, but his only daughter was forced to drink pesticide by Jiang Zhiqiang's family. !"

"I'm really not afraid of being punished by God. I heard that girl Jiangyou vomited a lot of blood when she was rescued!"

"That's right, the man was rescued, but his voice was broken, and now he's a mute!"

"It's a crime to talk about it, so what will this poor girl do in the future?"

"Now it is said that Song Wanhong is taking care of her, but I don't know about it in the future!"

"In short, Jiang Zhiqiang and his wife, no matter how far apart we are from now on, the whole family has no conscience!"

"that's right!"

A group of uncles and ladies who had just got off work were chatting, unaware that the "poor girl" they called was sitting on the mountain, listening to their chat silently like an outsider.

Jiang You took off the grass in his mouth, calmly retracted his gaze, and picked up the basket filled with pigweed beside him and carried it on his back.

Facing the setting sun, he walked slowly towards Song Wanhong's house.

This is the seventh day she has worn it.

Before crossing over, Jiang You lived in the end of the world. She was the boss of the first base. The people with the team were originally going to fetch supplies. Unexpectedly, they encountered a wave of zombies on the way, which led to the annihilation of the entire army.

Waking up again, she has come to the 90s in a parallel time and space, a village named Longmen Village, and has become a poor orphan girl who was forced to commit suicide by her unscrupulous uncle, also named Jiang You.

His father, Jiang Jianguo, had died of illness a few years ago, and his mother, Fang Hui, was an educated youth who went to the countryside. When Jiang You was five years old, she chose to divorce and return to Beijing without any contact.

When Jiang You first wore this body, her throat felt as if it had been cut by a knife or burned, and she couldn't make a sound no matter what.

Only then did she realize that she had become dumb.

With the pitiful and sympathetic eyes cast by the villagers, and every time I meet myself, I always pull myself to sigh for a while.

Jiang You had no choice but to pretend to be depressed and depressed on the surface.

Jiangyou quickly adapted to her role in the past few days.

Originally, she was a taciturn girl, and it wasn't too difficult for her to act.

Though she wasn't really freaked out by the fact that she was suddenly dumb.

Because what came through with her, and her ability space.

Not to mention the materials of the entire base collected in the last days, there is also a Wang Lingquan, vegetables and fruits grown, and many rare Chinese medicinal materials stored in the space.

More importantly, she still has that baby in her space.

As long as you have that baby, it's not a big problem to heal your throat.

However, Song Wanhong naturally didn't know that Jiangyou could heal her throat.

She sent Jiangyou to the health center in the town, where the doctor said it couldn't be cured.

She also proposed to send Jiang You to a big hospital in the city, but Jiang You shook his head and expressed his reluctance.

There is no other reason, the car fare to and from the city and the follow-up medical expenses all need money, but Jiangyou has no money.

Song Wanhong took the initiative to take Jiangyou in because she was Jiang Jianguo's adopted sister, and the two had a good relationship, so she also treated Jiangyou as her own niece.

However, Song Wanhong's family was also very difficult. Not only did her two sons study, her husband was working in other places, but she also had a paralyzed mother-in-law to take care of.

In order not to burden her more, Jiang You had to refuse everything she said.

"Youyou, you silly boy, you are in good health, why did you get out of bed and work? Auntie asked you to live here to recuperate from illness, not to work for me!"

Song Wanhong saw Jiangyou who was carrying pigweed outside the yard, limped forward, took the basket from her back, and said with concern.

Jiang You's gaze rested on Song Wanhong's lap for a moment, then retracted, took out a small notebook and pen from his body, and wrote a few words on it.

"Auntie, I want to repay you."

In the past few days, for the convenience of communicating with people, she has always carried a pen and a notebook with her.

When Song Wanhong saw the above words, her heart softened half, and her eyes turned red, "You child, why are you so sensible, no wonder you were bullied like that, okay, come in and have dinner!"

Jiang You nodded and followed Song Wanhong into the main room.

Song Wanhong's two sons are already sitting at the table, one is 7 years old and the other is 9 years old.

The two little boys were not used to the sudden presence of Jiang You in the house, and they were unwilling to take the initiative to talk to her. After a quick sip of cornmeal porridge, they dropped their chopsticks and ran into the bedroom.

Song Wanhong came out of the kitchen, took a plate of fried vegetables, looked at the bowls of the two little boys, and found that they didn't eat much at all, and there was still a big bowl left.

Song Wanhong immediately became angry, put the chopsticks on the edge of the table, ran to the bedroom and called them, "Why do you two have so much left over? It's such a waste, come out and eat it for me!"

"Don't go out! We don't want to have dinner with people we don't know!"

"Mom, we don't like that sister, she's dumb! Dumbness is contagious!"

"What nonsense! Who taught you?"

Song Wanhong's voice was full of anger.

"Everyone in the school said that. The students said that we will have a dumb sister, and they also said that we will become dumb in the future! We don't want a dumb sister!"

"Mom, we don't want to be dumb!"

There was constant noise in the room, and several "slaps" of applause came, which turned into the wailing of two boys.

Jiangyou finished the cornmeal porridge without changing his expression.

After living in the last days for so many years, she always kept in mind that no matter when, food should never be wasted.

Song Wanhong closed the bedroom door, with a look of exhaustion in her eyes, she said guiltily, "Youyou, I'm sorry, the two children are not sensible, so don't take anything they say to heart."

Jiang You shook his head, indicating that he would not care.

Her soul is at least an adult in her twenties, how could she care about two children.

And she didn't plan to live with Song Wanhong forever.

After Song Wanhong finished eating, she took out the hot food from the stove and took it to the innermost room to serve her paralyzed mother-in-law.

Jiangyou helped clean up and took the dishes and chopsticks on the table to the stove for washing, and cleaned the stove by the way.

After serving her mother-in-law in the house, Song Wanhong went to change her clothes, wash her body, and went in and out without stopping.

Jiang You watched her busy, and finally waited for her to be free, and then showed Song Wanhong the words written in her little notebook.

"Auntie, I want to move back to the Jiang family's old house."

(End of this chapter)

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