Orion's favorite little wife

Chapter 3

At this time, the Tang family is also doing wild things.Usually, Xiao Tangli got up early, fed the chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs, cooked the meals and asked everyone to get up and eat.

But today, Ma Erni woke up until she got back into the cage, and she didn't hear Xiao Tangli call them to eat. Ma Erni was lucky enough to find fault.

I heard Wang's sharp voice yelling, "You prodigal bastard, you damn loser, it's almost noon, why haven't you cooked yet, you want to starve to death!"

It turned out that Mrs. Wang woke up from hunger and went to the kitchen to look for food, only to find that not only were yesterday's dishes left unpacked, but also that there was no one to cook for the cold pot and cold stove.

"Do you think I won't dare to beat you if I become an aunt?" While cursing, she pushed the door of the small barn, and it was quiet inside, and Xiao Tangli was not there.

Mrs. Wang rolled up her sleeves and went to the yard to find someone. It snowed last night, and the snow fell a foot deep. The whole yard was empty with only her footprints.

At this moment, Mrs. Wang became a little panicked, "His father, get up, that dead girl is gone!" "What are you calling for? Is she calling her soul?" Tang Fu walked out of the room while yelling. "Father, that dead girl is gone. I looked all over the house and couldn't find her. Where do you think she is?"

Hearing the sound in the yard, Tang Hua and Ma Erni quickly put on their clothes and ran out. Ma Erni shouted even more exaggeratedly, "Mom, 20 taels of silver."

Wang thought it was right! "Go and find it!" Tang Fu shouted, and within a quarter of an hour the whole village knew that little Tangli was missing.But where to find it?On the white snow, there was no trace at all, and the people in the village who helped to find it all said: This child is too pitiful, he will freeze to death if he stays outside overnight in this weather.

But the Tang family's parents, brothers and sisters-in-law were thinking together, that dead girl, Pianzi, just disappeared without a sound, and the 20 taels of silver that was about to be wasted, and the roots of the teeth itched with hatred.And the consensus reached with the Wu family, now that Xiao Tangli is lost, and they can't hand it over, will the Wu family let it go?Throw them on a raft.

Zhou Xia's parents also solemnly told her not to let anyone know that little Tangli came to her last night, so no one can tell, otherwise the Tang family will blackmail our dignitary.Their family is an outsider, and most of the village's surname is Tang, so they can't afford to mess with them.

It was completely dark when Han Lin woke up, and he was dazed for a long time before he remembered what happened today.In the dark, he came to the table and lit the oil lamp, looking at the sleeping girl on the kang.

Seeing that he is not tall, only about ten years old, with withered yellow hair, a small disheveled face, rather delicate eyebrows tightly furrowed, a small bloodless mouth, and his hands are covered with calluses and chilblains. There is not much flesh on his body, and although the clothes are worn out, they are clean and starched. He looks like a child from a poor family.How could such a small child pass out alone in the wilderness!
With doubts in his heart, Han Lin walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner. He added a scoop of water to cook the leftover rice in the morning to make porridge, sliced ​​the bacon in the jar and fried a bowl of cabbage.

He opened the door to see that the little girl on the kang in the back room was still sleeping, so he didn't disturb her. He gave Heizi a big bowl of porridge mixed with bacon and cabbage, and put it at the door for him to eat. He also made a big bowl for him. Put the porridge in the pot, and check around the courtyard gate in the yard.After a simple wash, he closed the door tightly, blew out the oil lamp, got on the kang, closed his clothes and lay down on the kang.

Unable to fall asleep for a while, Han Lin stared at the little girl who was still sleeping on the kang by the snow light outside the window.Whose child is this?Her parents were so anxious when they found out that she was lost.But the little girl has been sleeping, and there is no sign of waking up.Han Lin fell asleep to the sound of the little girl's light and shallow breathing.

Early in the morning, Han Lin woke up to the poison of Heizi's passionate saliva, and saw that the little girl was still sleeping.He washed his face and warmed porridge, had breakfast with Heizi, picked up his bow and arrow, and took a machete, ready to go to the traps he had set up.Han Lin locked the courtyard door from the outside, and took Heizi to check the trap.

Meng Chunxiao woke up from starvation, rubbed her belly and opened her eyes, then she was petrified. What the hell is this place?I obviously just took a nap, how did I wake up to such an old picture.

In the solid wood room, the furnishings are very simple. There is a large wooden box against the wall on the left, a wooden cabinet next to it, and a wooden table with two stools on the opposite side.None of the furniture was painted, it was the original color and looked like it had seen age.I covered myself with a quilt of blue coarse cloth and lay on the kang by the window.

A pair of small hands full of chilblains tightly grasped the corner of the quilt, and moved uncertainly, oh my god!These terrifying little hands full of chilblains and calluses are really their own!Meng Chunxiao wanted to cry but raised her hands, and sobbed brokenly, "My hands! Hands are a woman's second face, how can I see people like this?"
At this moment, she became dizzy, and a strange memory scattered in her mind. It was the memory of a sad and unwilling little girl, but it stayed in that cold snowy night forever!
Meng Chunxiao had no choice but to accept the reality of her time travel.It is said that the Qing Dynasty was turned into a sieve, and the fourth master was a permanent topic.So which time and space and what era was I, a history blind, transported into?Just as Meng Chunxiao anxiously recalled his embarrassing situation.

There was a barking of dogs, the sound of the courtyard door being opened, mixed with some heavy footsteps, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. The footsteps were getting closer and closer to the front door, and the sound of splashing water came. The door was pushed open, and a very young man walked in.

This guy looks decent, with a visual height of about 170. He has black hair tied on the top of his head with a blue cloth belt. He has a thin body, wheat-colored skin, and bright narrow eyes on his angular face. Under the handsome nose, the thin lips are slightly upturned.He was wearing dark blue coarse cloth and short brown, and on his feet were a pair of black cotton shoes wet by snow.

Seeing that Meng Chunxiao had woken up, Han Lin scratched his head and introduced himself with a shy smile, "My name is Han Lin, and I am a hunter on this mountain. This is my house, and I am the only one in the house.

I went to the town to buy rice yesterday, and saw you fainted in the snow on the way, so I carried you back.You were freezing, and in order to rub the snow on your body... there was no... other way... to take off your clothes. "

Having said this intermittently, Han Lin's face turned as red as a monkey's butt.At this time, Meng Chunxiao was belatedly aware, and when he lifted the quilt, he saw his shriveled body in a small jacket and trousers.

Seeing that Meng Chunxiao was silent, Han Lin suggested, "little sister, what's your name? Where is your home? I'll take you back now. You haven't been back all day and night. Your parents must be dying of anxiety." !"

Home, parents, Meng Chunxiao smiled wryly and did not respond.She could accept Xiao Tangli's identity, but she couldn't accept Xiao Tangli's fate.When Han Lin asked for the second time, she had a whim.

"I...my head hurts! Hmm! I don't remember who I am or where my family is! Who are my parents! I only remember my name is "Xiaoxiao" and I don't remember anything else!" Then, Qu With a small curved nose, his thin face was wrinkled like a bitter melon, and his pitiful big eyes looked at Han Lin with mist.

(End of this chapter)