Peasant women who keep their wives and make money should be self-improvement

Chapter 2 Working hard to live

Seeing Sijin like this, the old lady also knew that a child like Sijin would not be well raised if she was brought back, so she sighed and left.

at last.

When it was dark, Sijin found a ruined temple.

But here is too dilapidated, there is no one, not even a beggar.

Sijin hugged the woman and coaxed in a low voice, "Mother, Sijin found the ruined temple. You see, although it is a bit broken, Sijin will clean up the ruined temple. Mother, let's go in!"

As Sijin said, she tried her best to drag the woman into the ruined temple.

However, the woman's body was bitingly cold and frozen, no matter how hard Sijin tried, she couldn't move her.

"Mother, please be obedient, okay, go to the ruined temple with Sijin, okay, it's so cold outside, mother, if you don't go in, you will freeze, mother, look, your hands are already frozen It’s gone, but it’s okay, Sijin rubs mother’s hands, and mother will be warm!”

As Sijin spoke, she kept rubbing the woman's hands.

Rubbing and rubbing, Sijin seemed to feel that the woman's hands seemed to really warm up.

Hehehe laughed, "Mother, look, Sijin didn't lie to you, she really warmed up!"

Sniffing, Sijin smiled, tears and snot streaming down her nose, "Mother, listen to Sijin, let's go to the ruined temple with Sijin!"

After Sijin finished speaking, she once again dragged the woman into the ruined temple...

Leng Han is really desperate for this world.

Ruthless family members, treacherous lovers, parents who are not as good as pigs and dogs.She had thought that she had never been a good person and that she would die badly, but she never thought that it would be so miserable.

Her parents, her sisters, and her lover watched coldly from the side of the wanton bullying by several men.

Let her keep struggling and resisting.

But he couldn't struggle.

As the number one killer of the ancient martial arts family, her fate was truly the most miserable in history.

If she could, if she could start over, she must have opened her eyes.

Don't trust anyone anymore, and love any man again.

pity……

In the boundless darkness, who is dragging her, who is pinching her neck, who is rubbing her hands.

The moment Leng Han became conscious, raising his hand was a palm, and raising his foot was a kick.It's just that one palm is limp and weak, and one foot is as light as cotton.However, she could still feel that something was photographed by her.

When he opened his eyes, Leng Han saw those eyes with ever-changing expressions.

There was astonishment, horror, and disbelief, and then overwhelming joy, and then she was hugged.

The child wiped all the tears and snot on her body.

"Mother, mother, you wake up, you finally wake up, Sijin knows, mother will not die, will not die!"

Si Jin said, seeing that Leng Han ignored him, she didn't care, she smiled at Leng Han, feeling that the smile was not good-looking, and tried hard to wipe away her tears and snot, smiling at Leng Han.

Laugh hard.

But he inhaled heavily.

The chest rose and fell violently.

Leng Han looked at the child in front of him, he had a thousand thoughts and curses, but none of them were as shocking as the flash of inspiration.

She... crossed over.

Because she knew clearly that she was dead.

But the child didn't give her any explanation, and was happily on the spot, jumping and jumping, as if he had regained his beloved thing.

"Mom, are you hungry?"

Sijin asked carefully and cared.

Leng Han was immersed in her own thoughts, she traveled through time, and even picked up a cheap son.

However, this cheap son, with yellow skin and thin skin, and bloodstains all over his shoulders, glanced at him, and Leng Han turned his head away.

Really want to see out of sight.

Seeing that Leng Han ignored him, Si Jin was not discouraged.

After all, he has encountered many situations like this, knelt beside Leng Han, took Leng Han's hand and rubbed it in the palm of his hand, "Mom, be hungry, I'll make you hungry first." Go to the house, it won't be cold inside, and then Sijin will give you steamed buns!"

Leng Han listened, a little uncomfortable, and withdrew his hand forcefully.

Turn your head and look outside.

A piece of white.

Snowing.

After she died, she transmigrated again, but transmigrated into this virtue.

But fortunately, she is still alive, just changed to another space, that's all.

What Leng Han wants most is to wait for his body to get better before leaving, wherever he wants to go.

Seeing Leng Han ignoring him, Si Jin felt sad but still very happy. She entered the ruined temple, found a dry corner, and ran out happily. In front of Leng Han, he vigorously shook off the snow on it.

Leng Han took a look at Si Jin, only to see that his hand was injured and bleeding.

Sijin also noticed that Leng Han was looking at him, and smiled at Leng Han, "It's okay, mother, this small wound doesn't hurt at all!"

As Sijin said, she raised her injured hand, pointed at the wound, sucked it hard a few times, sucked the blood off, then spit the blood on the ground, and handed her hand to Leng Han, "Mother, look, just one A little wound, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Leng Han looked at Sijin and suddenly remembered her childhood.

In fact, when she was a child, she was very afraid of pain and liked to cry, but after being frightened a few times and being beaten a lot, she forgot what pain and crying felt like.

Seeing that Leng Han didn't speak, Sijin exhaled, "Mother, just wait, Sijin will be fine soon!"

After speaking, he pulled the branches and ran in.

Running back and forth non-stop, Leng Han didn't know where Sijin had gone, but he only knew that every time he came back, he would pull on the branches and get new injuries on his body.

Until he was sweating profusely, standing in front of her with a smirk, "Mother, come, Sijin will help you in!"

Leng Han took a look at Sijin, and wanted to stand up, only to realize that he couldn't walk at all.

Is she sick?
Unable to describe the despair at this moment, Leng Han simply pulled himself into the ruined temple with all his might.

Several times it hurt so much from being hit by stones, Leng Han didn't even say a word, and let Sijin drag her into the ruined temple, and then put her on a tree branch in the corner.

Sijin was panting heavily with exhaustion.

It wasn't until he felt less tired that Sijin said, "Mother, you wait, I'll get the steamed buns!"

After a while, Sijin came in with half a hard and dry steamed bun, knelt beside Leng Han, broke off a small piece, and handed it to Leng Han's mouth, "Mom, open your mouth!"

Leng Han looked at Sijin's child body, took care of others, but acted like an adult, and was a little surprised for a while.

(End of this chapter)