Chapter 972 Being Taken in by Someone

On the third day of starvation, she even had hallucinations and was sweating.

She got up from the ground and wrapped herself tightly in the rotten cotton-padded clothes. There was no need to button the cotton-padded clothes. Almost the entire cotton-padded clothes could cover her. She had lost weight again. She was as thin as a monkey before, but now Maybe they all became ghosts.

Opening the door, the cold wind outside was like a knife, cutting her skin from time to time. She touched her face. Her face almost had no temperature, and was as cold as ice cubes.

Suddenly, her body shook and she fell to the ground. Then she got up from the ground and walked into the village.

None of the people in the village were familiar with her. She stretched out her hand and was about to talk to an eldest sister. When the eldest sister's child saw her, she started crying loudly.

"Ghost, ghost..."

The woman quickly hugged her son and started to coax him, without many kind words in her tone.

"You look like this, why are you out here? Are you scaring us? Don't wander around the village when you have nothing to do."

Yan Huan's pursed lips were a little sore, and even the corners of her eyes were hurting. She held back her tears with all her strength, then covered her face with her cotton-padded clothes and continued walking forward. But other people avoided her when they saw her, and some children even threw stones at her, saying she was fighting ghosts.

She dragged heavy steps, turned around, and walked towards the entrance of the village. No one knew that at this time, how many tears were rolling down under her slightly drooped eyelashes, it hurt so much, It hurts.

The wind cut the corners of her eyes, and people's indifference stung her heart.

"Child..." At this moment, a voice warmed her ears.

She stopped and turned around, and saw Changsheng's mother standing behind her, seeming a little unsure.

"Is it really you?" Changsheng's mother came over and took Yan Huan's hand. As a result, when she squeezed it, she felt that the hand she was holding was something other than a stone.

Why is it so cold? And when she saw Yan Huan's clothes, her heart ached. Who doesn't have parents, who doesn't have children?

Children who are left unattended are pitiful.

"Let's go home with aunt," Changsheng's mother pulled Yan Huan and left.

"Aunt Changsheng, why did you take her back? Aren't you scared when you look at her like that?" Someone was behind them, openly trying to persuade Changsheng's mother, but secretly they didn't know what they meant.

"What's wrong with me just taking her back?" Changsheng's mother stopped, one hand still holding Yan Huan's hand, "This child was rescued by our parents. At first, you all disliked her as an outsider. What kind of enemy has brought trouble to the village? They have to drive her to live there. In such a cold weather now, it will freeze people to death. Even our immortals fished her out of the water, we can't let her So dead."

"Come on, kid, go home with your aunt."

Regardless of other people's opinions and objections, Changsheng's mother had to take Yan Huan to her home.

She opened a door. The inside was very clean. The floor was paved with bricks and stones and polished very smooth. Although it was old, it could be seen that it had been wiped carefully. There is a large Tukang with a quilt spread on it. Although it is not new, it can be seen that it has been washed very clean.

"My parents told me," Changsheng's mother pulled Yan Huan to sit down, "He said it doesn't matter where you live, so he vacated this empty house in our house. When you first came here, I actually I wanted you to live in our house, but at that time, people in the village didn’t know your identity and were afraid of you. Besides, there was no place in my house. Now, Changsheng has packed up this empty house. I also made a Tukang, which happened to be warm. You can move it here today. "

"Thank you, Auntie," Yan Huan couldn't say anything. She just cried, and her tears fell one by one. She was crying very pitifully, especially because her body was as thin as a ghost, and she didn't know what happened. What crime was suffered?

Changsheng's mother is also a mother. If her son becomes like this, she doesn't know how to feel distressed.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay," Changsheng's mother patted Yan Huan's shoulder gently, not dissing her because she was dirty.

"By the way, there is still rice in the pot. Auntie will bring you a bowl. Although our family doesn't have much money, we won't let you go hungry."

Yan Huan nodded, but still burst into tears.

After a while, Changsheng's mother brought out a bowl of noodles. There were a few vegetable leaves floating on the noodles and a poached egg. Yan Huan took the bowl and ate it hungrily.

"Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly, there's still more in the pot."

Changsheng's mother was frightened when she saw Yan Huan eating like this.

Yan Huan still kept stuffing food into her mouth. She was so hungry. She was so hungry. She was so hungry that she even wanted to eat her own meat. She was so hungry. She was so hungry. She I have never been so hungry.

As she ate, her tears kept falling into the bowl, which made Changsheng's mother unbearable.

"I'm sorry, Auntie," Yan Huan wiped her tears with her sleeve and smiled carefully, "I just haven't eaten in a long time. I'm really hungry."

"Is that so..." Changsheng's mother thought for a while, "Didn't I ask Changsheng to send you some rice? This rice can also last you a long time." She just couldn't figure out how Yan Huan, a woman who was so thin and small, could eat so much rice at once. This rice was at least enough for her Changsheng to eat for a month or two. How come this girl's appetite was even bigger than their Changsheng?

Yan Huan held the bowl, she didn't know what to say, her nose was a little sour, sour and astringent that it was even very unbearable.

Aunt, those rice, she sniffed again, those rice were stolen.

"Stole?" Changsheng's mother was also shocked. Who stole the rice? This is simply a matter of life and death. Those rice are life-saving rice. Who is so wicked and how could they steal other people's rice? Without rice and food, can you still live? It's so cold.

"Child," Changsheng's mother felt uncomfortable when she saw Yan Huan's appearance, "Tell me, how long have you not eaten?"

Yan Huan raised his eyes, and the flesh on his cheeks was deeply sunken. He looked pale and thin, as if he had not eaten for a long time.

Yan Huan lowered his head again, put the bowl to his mouth, and drank the soup mouthful by mouthful.