Shiban Town, Yejia Village.

Ye Youran gritted his teeth bitterly and held on to the bag tightly, "Auntie, this is my last bit of food. I can't let you take it away, or I will starve to death."

"Yejia Village is so big, how can it support a little girl like you?" Cao Mulian pried off her little hand, wishing to chop it open with a knife, "You damn girl, if you don't let go, I will tear you apart."

"They don't have anything to eat anymore, aunt, don't take them all away, leave me a bowl." Ye Youran's little finger was almost broken, but she refused to let go.

Because she knew that this little food was also her life.

She cannot starve to death, otherwise, who will find her mother?

"Whatever is left, your grandma will starve to death." Cao Mulian angrily pushed her hard, then hid the bag of grain in a large cotton-padded jacket and walked out of the adobe house as if nothing had happened.

Unprepared, Ye Youran hit the back of his head on the corner of the table, a big bag formed, and he fainted.

Dong dong dong...

"Xiaoyou, are you at home? I'm the aunt."

I don't know how long it took, but there was a knock on the door.

Ye Youran slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was the leaky adobe wall, the dilapidated thatched roof, and the large gray porcelain bowl with a corner missing... Her beautiful eyes widened instantly.

A strange look on his face.

A look of disbelief.

"Xiaoyou, why don't you close your door tightly? It's such a cold day and the wind and snow have entered the house."

Aunt Ye walked in, put her cold hands to her mouth and took a breath of hot air, then took out three steaming vegetable dumplings from her arms, "I steamed a pot of dry vegetable dumplings at noon. I'll bring you some dumplings, they're still hot, you can eat one while it's hot and it'll be lunch."

Each dumpling is as big as an adult's fist.

The little girl eats one, which is enough to make her seven-cent full.

Holding the dumplings that were pushed towards her, Ye Youran's expression was actually a bit confused. She didn't know how to deal with it, so she simply didn't speak.

Aunt Ye didn't care either. She seemed to have gotten used to Ye Youran's silence for a while.

"I'll put the rest in the pot for you, and you can go and eat it when you're hungry." Aunt Ye put the remaining two vegetable dumplings into the pot.

The pot is not an iron pot, but an earthen pot.

Half of the earthen jar was filled with hot water. Aunt Ye put the vegetable dumplings into the bowl, then put the bowl and the bowl into the earthen jar and closed the lid.

The earthen pot sits on a small earthen stove made of stones and mud, with a fire underneath to keep it warm.

A small earthen stove was placed next to the earthen kang, which could also be used to warm yourself up.

You can also drink hot water at any time.

Aunt Ye patted the snow water on her body and said, "Xiaoyou, I'm leaving. Your uncles and uncles are still waiting for me to go back and serve dinner."

Aunt Ye said as she walked out, "I'll close the door tightly for you, and you can tie it inside."

From beginning to end, Ye Youran didn't speak.

It wasn't until Aunt Ye left that Ye Youran covered her head in pain, slowly digesting the sudden memories in her mind.

Based on the memory in her head, she knew that the name of this body was the same as hers, also called Youran.

However, her surname is Ning, while Xiao Youran's surname is Ye.

He is only eleven years old this year.

Still a child.

However, Xiao Youran's life is miserable.

Three months ago, her father died trying to save a seriously injured man.

A month ago, her mother went out to find food for her and never came back.

People in the village were spreading rumors that her mother had abandoned her and ran away with other men.

But Xiao Youran didn't believe it.

Xiao Youran secretly went to find her mother behind her back. Halfway there, she met the village chief who had just returned from drinking wine with his nephew at her sister's house in the town.

The village chief brought her back.
Chapter completed!