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Text 1. Rebirth

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    The winter of the 35th year of Daqi was extremely cold.  The snowflakes were fluttering desolately outside, and the richer families were hiding in their houses, unwilling to come out.  Poor families are worried about whether they can survive this cold winter.

    In a small farmyard, an old man is busy in the kitchen.  While cooking, I wiped my tears.  His expression was extremely sad.

    Wen Wan opened her eyes with difficulty and wanted to move, but found that her whole body was limp and she had no strength at all.  He looked around blankly.  The roof is made of wood and tiles.  The house was dimly lit, but relatively spacious. Apart from the bed where I slept, there was something taller than the sofa that looked like a bed but not quite like it.  There was a round table in the middle of the room with four stools. There were teapots and teacups on the round table. The teapot and teacups had peeling paint.  There is a small table a few steps away from the bed, which is probably a dressing table. There are combs, ribbons and other things on it. The table also has a bright bronze mirror.  Doesn't look like a wealthy family.

    Wen Wan is confused as to where she is.  How did you end up here? I was rescued.  If there is anything that can be saved, he will die if he dies. If he doesn't die now, he will die again in half a year.  Wen Wan smiled bitterly.

    ¡°Miss, you¡¯re awake,¡± a gentle voice called out in surprise, then trailed off.  Wen Wan felt herself being hugged by the person who rushed towards her.

    Wen Wan raised her head and looked carefully. The person holding her was an old man in his fifties or sixties.  The old man's hair was tied high and wrapped in gray cloth.  Wearing a plain gray short coat, the lower body is also a plain gray long skirt, and the whole body is tightly wrapped.  The complexion is vicissitudes of life.  The old man saw Wen Wan's big eyes open and touched Wen Wan's face.  While touching it, he said in surprise, "Thanks to the blessings of the imperial concubine and the princess, the young lady survived this disaster and will definitely have good fortune in the future. I was so happy that I forgot that the young lady is hungry."

    The old man hugged Wenwan and cried for a long time. He didn't say anything when he saw Wenwan, and kept looking at her strangely.  After wiping her tears, she said embarrassedly, "Sister, I was so happy that I forgot about it for a moment. Sister, are you hungry? I'll cook for you."

    After saying that, he turned around and went out.  Wen Wan is still confused. Where is she?  What's going on?  Who is this old man?

    Wen Wan was still very confused.  I saw the old man coming in with a wooden bowl.  He lifted Wenwan up from the bed and placed a pillow behind his back.  Just lean on it.  The old man took a spoon and stirred it a few times.  Wen Wan looked at the wooden bowl and saw vegetable porridge.  That bowl of vegetable porridge is not one kind of dish, but a mixture of several Chinese dishes.  Just by looking at it, you can tell that it is eaten by children from poor families.

    Wenwan became even more puzzled when she thought about the poor people.  I didn¡¯t just talk about the imperial concubine or the princess.  How come you have such a hard time?  Thanks to Liu Qian who likes ancient prose, the first thing I felt was Wenwan.  The country has perished, and I am the daughter of a noble nobleman in distress.

    "Miss, come, eat." Wen Wan couldn't move, but she actually wanted to move.  But he couldn't move.  My whole body felt limp and powerless.

    The old man didn¡¯t even ask, he just fed me spoonful by spoonful.  She ate it gently and obediently. Although it tasted terrible, she still swallowed it.  Soon the bottom of the bowl of porridge was gone. The old man was very happy. My sister was much better behaved than before.  The old man was still dumbfounded when he saw Wen Wan, but at least he got over it.  Now I have another bowl of porridge.  As long as you can eat, it's good. If you can eat, it means everything is fine.  After the old man fed Wen Wan, he cleaned up after himself, took the bowl and went out.

    Wenwan looked at the old man's back.  Naturally, I took a look at myself.  Looking at the little arms and legs now, wearing a plain gray jacket, I couldn't help but smile.  I am resurrecting myself from a dead body.  If you want to borrow a corpse to bring back a soul, just borrow a corpse to bring back a soul. Anyway, there is nothing worth remembering in that world.

    Since his parents got into a car accident to find him, and when he returned to the Wen family, those people always looked at him with condemnation.  Especially grandma, she gets angry when she sees herself.  The people at home also ignored me.  He was sent abroad to study at the age of twelve, and returned to China at the age of twenty to work for the Wen family.  After working hard for four years, I didn't get a few words of praise.  Her boyfriend of more than five years betrayed her for money and a future.  Liu Qian, a friend she had known for twenty years in the orphanage, also betrayed her. There was really nothing worth remembering there.

    ¡°It is also a blessing to be alive, to be able to meet such a loving old lady in a strange world.  Although her kindness is not to herself.  However, he is also very lucky.  The child's soul is gone, but to the world, the child is still alive.  It is also a pillar of support for the elderly.

    Wenwan was lying there bored, and when she turned sideways, she noticed something had fallen from her neck.  Upon touching it, it turned out that there was a jade pendant hanging around his neck.  Looking at this jade pendant, it is crystal clear, uniform and bright in color. When you knock it on, it makes a crisp sound.  There is a phoenix carved on the front and two words written on the back.  Wen Wan's first thought was that her body must be either rich or noble.  Decorations that can use carved phoenixes must be available only to wealthy people.?But why did you get mixed up with this ground cloth?  Isn¡¯t it really like what I thought, that the country was subjugated and I became a rich lady in distress?

    Although I feel very confused.  But Wenwan cherishes this hard-won opportunity.  In order not to be exposed, Wen Wan decided to remain silent.  Who knew that the old man didn't care at all and took good care of himself by washing, wiping, changing clothes, feeding, and taking care of himself.  Wen Wan was particularly touched because even modern golden servants were not so dedicated.

    It was very cold, and Wen Wan huddled under the quilt.  The old man asked Wen Wan whether she was cold or hungry from time to time.  Wen Wan smiled and nodded or shook her head, but didn't speak.

    Actually, Wenwan is a bit cold.  I was from the south in my previous life, but here, I guess I am from the north.  Southerners are generally not used to the northern weather.  Let¡¯s just say that in winter, it¡¯s so cold that I don¡¯t want to go out.  Fortunately, Wen Wan is a patient and has been lying in bed, so she is doing well.  But the cotton wool covering it was old and torn, with patches all over it. Although it was thicker, it didn't feel warm even after sleeping for a long time.  Wen Wan actually wanted to say it was cold, but she thought it would be useless to say it was cold.  In such an environment, talking about it will only increase the burden on the elderly.  Just make do.

    "Huh, huh" A violent storm started outside.  The papered windows were blown, and gusts of cold wind blew in.  Wen Wan was awakened by the biting cold wind, shivering.  Grandma also woke up.  He got up shakily and covered the window with paper.  Wenwan looked around and saw that there was nothing and could not be replaced with anything else.  I wanted to get up and help, but I couldn't move.

    After the paste was done, Grandma¡¯s face was a little flushed.  Seeing Wen Wan's worried look, she was very relieved.

    ¡°Sister, you¡¯re sensible now.¡± The old man touched Wen Wan¡¯s head and saw that Wen Wan had become more obedient and obedient than before since her illness.  Wen Wan pointed to the bed. It was very cold, which meant that the two of them were sleeping together.  Thinking that it was indeed cold at night, grandma took out the quilt and slept with Wenwan in her arms.  Grandma's hands and feet were cold.  Wen Wan hugged her grandma tightly.  I fell asleep after a while.

    "Sister, what will you do in the future! Grandma doesn't have much time left, what will you do alone in the future?" Grandma looked at Wen Wan who was sleeping soundly, and was extremely sad.

    Early the next morning, Wen Wan opened her eyes and saw her grandma bringing a bowl of ginger soup. Wen Wan drank the ginger soup obediently.  If you don't drink it, you will easily catch a cold.  In such an environment, catching a cold is a very bad thing.

    After breakfast, Wen Wan lay on the bed.  I saw my mother-in-law sewing stitch by stitch.  Looking at the dark red material, the color is not good-looking, but the material is new.  Not only do we make clothes, but we also make shoes and socks, all of which are purely handmade.  Wen Wan was very surprised to see it. She was used to wearing modern machine-made clothes. There were very few clothes that were completely handmade from the inside out.  And looking at my mother-in-law¡¯s craftsmanship, I know it¡¯s not bad.

    "Sister, I want to learn. I'll teach you when you get better." The mother-in-law looked at Wen Wan with great interest, and a smile appeared on her weathered face.

    Wen Wan also smiled sweetly and nodded.  Wen Wan heard some simple news from her grandmother's occasional words.  But Wen Wan still didn't say a word in order not to expose herself.

    Wen Wan has been lying in bed for more than half a month and can finally get out of bed.  The old man dressed up Wen Wan and combed her two big horns, which looked like goat horns, which was very fun for children. The big horns were surrounded by strips of cloth.  The remaining hair was combed into two braids and tied up with cloth strips.  Wearing two silver bracelets on her hands.  Wen Wan touched the horns on her head, feeling very strange.

    After she finished dressing up, Wen Wan looked at the bronze mirror carefully. Although the bronze mirror had fallen off in pieces, it was polished very brightly.  Wen Wan looked in the mirror at a little girl with willowy eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a round face, and a sallow complexion all over her face.

    Wen Wan lowered her head and looked at her slender body bones. This appearance was obviously caused by severe malnutrition.  Wen Wan looked at her current body and frowned secretly. It was not good to look like this. She had finally survived, but she couldn't die at such a young age.  I remember that medical treatment in ancient times was very backward, and you would die if you caught a cold.

    "The weather is very good today, Nanny, she calls herself Nanny.  Wen Wan agreed and called "Mommy."  Grandma carefully helped Wen Wan out of the room.

    After leaving the room, Wen Wan saw that she lived in a small courtyard.  Several low rooms are connected together, like a courtyard house in Beijing.  There is a tree in the middle of the yard. Looking at it Wen Wan sees that it is the elm money tree.  Eat it in season, it's very sweet. This is just a trip. The tour guide took it to eat. While eating, he introduced that this is a natural green food, which is very rare in modern times.  I remember the tour guide said that in ancient times, only poor families would grow it so that they could be eaten as food and satisfy their hunger.  But because it was winter, the trees were bare, and there were stone tables, stone benches, and some farm utensils in the center of the yard.

    Wenwan stood under the tree and looked at the elm tree.  The sun shines through the branches and shines on me, casting mottled and blurry shadows on the ground.

    "Sister,??Sit here first.  Aunty is going to get you something to eat.  "After that, she entered a room in the corner. Wen Wan waited for her grandma to enter for a while, and then she saw a cigarette burning above the room. She walked in curiously.

    The kitchen is very small, with the stove and chopping board taking up more than half of the space.  Grandma stood there chopping a cabbage.  Wen Wan saw that there was no more firewood in the stove, so she knelt down and added more firewood.

    "Sister, how can you do such rough work? Sister, please go out. You will be fine soon, and you will be able to eat later." Grandma walked over anxiously, trying to take away the firewood in Wen Wan's hand.  , Wen Wan held the firewood firmly and looked straight at Grandma.

    Grandma¡¯s hands were covered with calluses, her eyes could not see clearly because she often did embroidery work, and she often shed tears uncontrollably.  After this period of time, Wen Wan learned that grandma is actually only 45 years old, which is not very old.  In modern times, people are middle-aged, but they look like an old man in their sixties.  And these are all because of the child in this body.
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