Chapter 972: Be taken in (1/2)

Until the third day when she was hungry, she even had hallucinations, and she was all sweating.

She climbed up from the ground and wrapped her rotten cotton coat tightly. The buttons of the cotton coat did not need to be buckled. Almost the entire cotton coat could wrap her up. She was thin again. She used to be thin like a monkey. Now It may have become a ghost.

When the door was opened, the cold wind outside was like a knife, cutting her skin from time to time. She touched her face, almost no temperature on her face, and the cold was like ice.

Suddenly, her body swayed, and the person fell to the ground, and she climbed from the ground again and walked into the village.

The people in the village were unfamiliar with her. She held out her hand and just wanted to talk to an elder sister. When the elder sister and her child saw her, they cried aloud.

”Ghost, ghost...”

The woman quickly hugged her son and coaxed it up, and there was not much good in her tone.

”When you grow up like this, what else do you come out to scare us, don't turn around in the village when it's okay.”

Yan Huan’s lips were a little bit painful, even the corners of her eyes were hurting. She slammed her tears back, then covered her face with her cotton coat, and continued to walk forward. But when others saw her, they all avoided it, and even some children threw stones at her, saying they were fighting ghosts.

She dragged her heavy steps, turned around, and walked towards the village entrance, and no one knew. At this time, how much tears rolled down under her slightly dropped eyelashes, and it hurt like this. Hurt.

The wind cut the corners of her eyes, and the indifference hurt her heart.

”Child...” Then a voice warmed her ears.

She stopped and turned around, and she saw the long-lived mother standing behind her, seeming a little uncertain.

”Is it really you?” The Changsheng mother came over and took Yan Huan's hand. As a result, this pinch felt what kind of hand she was holding. It was a stone.

Why is it so cold? And the clothes she wore on Yan Huan at the first sight, it all hurts, who has no parents, no children?

The unattended child is poor.

”Come on, go home with your aunt,” the long-lived mother pulled Yan Huan away.

”Aunt Changsheng, what are you doing to take her back? Are you afraid that she looks like her?” Someone behind them persuaded Changsheng's mother, and the secret did not know what it meant.

”What's the matter with me taking her back?” The long-lived mother stopped, and one hand was still holding Huanhuan's hand. ”This child was saved by our parents' lives. At first, you all disliked her as an outsider. What kind of Qiu family, even in the village, has to rush her to live there, now it's such a cold day, this is freezing people to death, even if our longevity took her from the water, we can't let her So dead.”

”Go, boy, go home with your aunt.”

Longevity mother disregards other eyes and objections, this is necessary to bring Yan Huan to her home.