The little girl had a nightmare again.
She dreamed of her mother, whom she had not seen for a long time.
She dreamed that she was pushed down the cliff by her mother again.
She even dreamed that she was running in a white fog. After the white fog dissipated, a little egg-man planted in the ground appeared in front of her.
The little egg-man's entire body was charred black, and black smoke was still rising from it. It bared its teeth and roared at her, "hey, little brat, quickly come over and pull me out!"
The little child was so frightened that she shook her head and waved her hands, "no, no, you were planted in the ground. If I pull you out, you will die."
Small flowers and grass could only live well if planted in the ground. They would die quickly if they were pulled out.
She thought that the little egg-men in the field should be the same.
After hearing her words, the black smoke coming out of the little egg-man's head became thicker, and it started to scream, "I TOLD YOU TO PULL!!"
The little egg was so fierce.
The little child was scared and flew out of the white fog with a whoosh. She woke up.
Looking around, the unfamiliar environment made the little child get up and quickly shrink to the corner of the bed.
It was a dark room with mottled walls, revealing the yellow mud behind the white paint.
The furnishings in the room were simple. There was a wooden table by the window, a four-legged low cabinet, and the wooden bed she was lying on, with an old, yellow, patched mosquito net hanging on it.
She was clearly on the street just now, and it was snowing. It was so cold.
While the little child was bewildered, the gray-blue curtain hanging on the door was lifted, and an old woman walked in.
Seeing her curled up at the corner of the bed, the old woman was stunned for a moment, then she smiled, and the corners of her eyes folded into smiling wrinkles, "oh, baby, you're awake? "
The little child didn't make a sound. She shrank back to the corner of the bed and looked at the old woman vigilantly.
She had grey hair and was wearing a grey shirt and grey pants. Her elbows and knees were patched up. She was a skinny old lady who had a kind smile.
"Baby doll, don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. You can call me Granny Zhang." The old woman's name was Zhang Xifeng. She was not unhappy when she saw the child's alert appearance.
"I saw you lying on the riverbank at the village entrance yesterday. You were injured, so I decided to bring you back first."
"You've slept for a day and a night. You must be hungry when you wake up. I'll get you something to eat."
After saying that, Zhang Xifeng left the room nimbly.
After taking in the child yesterday, she took him to the only Health Center in the nearby village for a health worker to do a check-up. After confirming that the child was only slightly injured, she brought the child back with peace of mind.
Now that she was awake, Granny Zhang heaved a sigh of relief.
The little child was still curled up in the corner of the bed. Even after the old woman left, she did not dare to move.
She found it difficult to understand the situation before her.
At this moment, the young man's voice rang in her ears again. The content of his words almost made her jaw drop.
It turned out that the little egg-man she dreamed of was living in her brain!
It was too terrifying!
There were even more terrifying things!
"Re-rebirth? System? Bound?"
"I was frozen to death on the street? I'm back to the day I was pushed down the mountain. I'm alive again?"
The little girl's eyes trembled. After the voice's repeated explanation, she barely understood what rebirth was.
In other words, she was frozen to death at the age of seven.
Then, she returned when she was four and a half years old.
However, "eggie, what is the system?"
The teenager's voice in her head was silent for a moment, and when he rang again, he was gloomy. "Did you call me eggie, eggie? "
"You really look like an egg." The little child said timidly.
In the sea of consciousness, the little egg-man was fuming with anger again.
He had been punished for saving her, and the mainframe had inserted it into the ground and zapped it non-stop with electricity. In the end, this was how this little brat returned the favor.
She called him eggie?
Heh, where's the mainframe? I want to change the host.
The sound of footsteps came from outside the room. Zhang Xifeng came in with a bowl of porridge and two pancakes.
The aroma of the food spread in the air, instantly making the little child drool, and her little stomach grumbled happily.
"Are you hungry? Come, quickly eat." Zhang Xifeng smiled. She put the porridge and pancakes on the wooden table at the head of the bed and handed the child a spoon.
To her surprise, the little child's eyes were almost glued to the porridge and pancakes, and she looked starving, but she did not take the spoon immediately.
The little child looked up at her and asked softly, "if I eat it, will you hit me? "
It was a very simple question.
When Zhang Xifeng heard this, her nose suddenly turned sour.
She recalled the situation when she brought the child for an examination yesterday.
In addition to her clean face, the parts of her body were covered with scars caused by beating with a stick.
The green and purple colors intertwined and were densely packed.
It was a shocking sight!
She wondered what kind of person could be so cruel to such a young child.
Zhang Xifeng stuffed the spoon into the little child's hand. "Granny doesn't hit people and won't let others hit you either. Eat."
After receiving confirmation, the little child grabbed the spoon, crawled to the bed, picked up a piece of pancake, and tried to take a bite.
Her beautiful eyes were always fixed on Zhang Xifeng, like a vigilant, frightened beast.
When she was sure it was safe, she relaxed a little and began to gobble down the food, her eyes curving into crescent moons.
In the child's memory, she had never had a full meal since she could remember.
The bowl of porridge and two pancakes in front of her were the best things she could eat. Besides, she could fill herself up with this amount!
Thinking of this, the child felt even more satisfied.
"So good!" She said.
Zhang Xifeng's eyes turned red for some reason.
While the child was gobbling down the food, Zhang Xifeng sat down at the end of the bed.
Keep some distance from the little girl so she wouldn't be nervous.
"What's your name, my good girl?" She asked gently.
The little child paused in the middle of eating. Name?
She had no name.
Her parents did not give her a name.
As she was the eldest child in the family, her grandmother called her 'Da Ya', meaning the eldest kid, and her parents called her 'little brat'.
Later, strangers called her a little beggar.
After a while, the child bit her lip and said with a hidden hope in her voice, "I'm called Qiqi (Seven)."
She was seven when she died.
After the little child spoke, her eyelashes drooped, and she did not dare to look up, afraid the old lady would see her guilty conscience.
She also wanted to have her name.
"Qiqi? That's a nice name."
The old lady's praise made the little child secretly smile.
Happy.
"Qiqi, how old are you?" She heard the old lady ask again.
The little child subconsciously wanted to answer seven years old, but then she remembered that she had been "reborn". "I, I am four and a half years old."
"Ah, Qiqi is so smart. She can remember her age. Then where did you come from? Do you know where your home is?"
"I don't have a home." This time, Qiqi answered quickly and firmly. "Granny, I'm an orphan."
Qiqi knew that her family didn't want her anymore.
With the experience of her past life and being pushed down the cliff by her mother, she would not go back to where she came from in this life.
She could support herself.
To Qiqi, she was still picking up trash on the street yesterday.
Although she was younger now, her ability had not disappeared.
She knew how to earn money well.
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