Entering the twelfth lunar month, the cold wind howls.

Daxia was heading towards the Dongcheng vegetable market alley in Kyoto. The northwest wind passed through the hall, blowing on his face like a knife. Ji Rongjin exhaled with both hands and rubbed his stiff cheeks. He walked out of the stall and looked towards the end of the alley. It was too cold and it was usually busy.

There are not many people in the alley.

He retracted his head and smiled at the men selling radish and spinach at the neighboring stall: "It's too cold, so I'm closing the stall." He gave them the remaining kilograms of bean sprouts.

The uncle and aunt were all acquaintances and accepted her bean sprouts politely, but before Ji Rongjin could clear up the stall, the empty basket was stuffed with various vegetables.

Simple people don't like to take advantage of others. She smiled helplessly. Before she could say anything polite, the approaching uncle quickly waved his hand, "It's about to snow. Jin Niang, hurry back and don't get caught in the snow."

"Uncle Lin, then you should come back early..."

…

After a while of greetings, the basket was hung on the little donkey. Ji Rongjin took the little donkey out of the vegetable market alley, looking at various food stalls while walking. The weather was not good and it was going to snow. She didn't plan to go out, so she used all the food she had.

Get ready.

Behind them, the uncle and aunt looked at their retreating figures and sighed, "Being a girl is not easy!"

"Yeah, it's really not easy to live alone and sell dozens of kilograms of bean sprouts every day!"

While sighing, an aunt suddenly said, "How about introducing a marriage to Jin Niang and having a man to support her, then life will be easier."

An elderly woman waved her hand and said, "Quickly leave, don't worry about it."

The aunt looked puzzled and said, "Auntie Zhang, how can you say such a thing? We are destined to sell vegetables together, so it doesn't matter if we help each other out!"

Aunt Zhang didn't want to smile, but she lost the kindness she showed when she was polite to Ji Rongjin, "You're from the Li family, you've only been selling vegetables with us for more than ten days, don't you know?"

"..." Aunt Li looked at Aunt Zhang with a gossipy face.

Aunt Zhang shook her head.

"Sister Zhang, tell me!" Aunt Li looked anxious.

Being watched by everyone, Aunt Zhang cleared her throat a little annoyed at Qiao, "Jin Niang has established a female household and does not plan to get married in this life."

"What..." Aunt Li was obviously frightened, "This... how is it possible without getting married... how will you live that day?"

The sky was dark, there were not many pedestrians on the street, and a few carriages were speeding through the wind and snow.

"Drive, drive, drive..." The sound of the coachman swinging his whip echoed in the empty street, and no one paid attention.

The guard on horseback stood close to the carriage and cupped his hands, saying hesitantly, "Master..." as if he wanted to persuade him.

"Osmanthus Alley."

"Yes, sir." The guard kept his waist straight, performed a military salute, and immediately waved a gesture to his companion who was clearing the way in front.

The young general sighed helplessly, pulled the reins with both hands, and headed towards Osmanthus Alley.

After exiting the long alley, scattered snowflakes fell on the tip of her nose. Before Ji Rongjin could brush them away, they turned into water stains. Half of the water vapor was absorbed by the skin, and the other half was wiped away by her bare hands.

The scattered snowflakes gradually became denser and scattered, and slowly, the vast whiteness actually illuminated the sky and the earth.

Ji Jinjin was not in a hurry to go home. He took the prepared ingredients and rode on the donkey. He let the donkey take its time and leisurely, enjoying the snow falling all over the sky. The snowflakes were dancing in the air, flying, circling, or straight and fast.

Falling, like an elf in the forest.

When I got excited, I stretched out my hand to catch the crystal snowflakes, but they disappeared as soon as they reached my hands and turned into small water droplets.

He smiled, stretched out his hand to hold the reins, and looked up at the eaves of various shops facing the street. The gray roofs and black tiles were dyed white, and the bustling downtown of Kyoto, full of fireworks, instantly looked like an elegant ink painting, extremely beautiful.

A carriage passed by. Ji Rongjin glanced at it and continued to enjoy the beautiful scenery of falling snow. However, her thoughts unknowingly diverged to three years ago. At that time, she was still a social worker in the Celestial Dynasty. She could not be said to be successful, but she also relied on

With unremitting efforts, I went from being a topic writer in a small town to buying a small apartment in Kyoto to settle down and establish myself, and finally carved my own place in the super involution.

I once thought that I accidentally died suddenly in the early morning while working overtime. I looked at the street that was gradually covered with snow. In a blink of an eye, I realized that it had been three years since she woke up from a remote place and lived in the capital.

Three years ago, when she opened her eyes and saw overgrown weeds, Ji Rongjin actually traveled to the body of a female corpse in the wilderness. Her head was bruised and bleeding, and her clothes were not in good condition. She tried to struggle, but she didn't have any strength.

Is the life she just gained going to disappear again? Just when Ji Rongjin couldn't find a trace of her memory, an old couple cutting firewood passed by and rescued her.

"Girl, what's your last name and your name?" the aunt asked kindly.

"I..." she pointed, "I hit a rock and can't remember anything."

The old couple followed the blood stains and discovered that she had rolled down the hill next to her and had indeed hit a rock.

"Poor little lady." The two of them worked together to save her.

There were wounds from head to toe. It took the aunt a long time to clean up the blood stains. Looking at the wounds that were about to turn into pus, she turned around and shouted, "Old man, why don't you go to the old man's house to get some medicine?"

The old man squatted by the threshold and smoked a dry cigarette. After a long time, he finally said, "I can't even open the pot at home, so I need something to change the medicine." He looked at the herbs he had found from the mountain and decided to use this.

Ji Rongjin lay on a dilapidated plank bed and looked at the drafty thatched house. He saw a small black square table, two tree stump stools, and a load of firewood in the corner. There was no other household items.

It is not an exaggeration to describe a house with four walls.

Ji Rongjin smiled apologetically: "No need, aunt."

"Then...then I will use the herbs collected by the old man to apply it on you?"

Ji Rongjin nodded gratefully and sighed leisurely, there are still many good people in the world.

In the next few days, although food was very scarce, the aunt worked very hard and even gave her newly married daughter her only new set of clothes to change for her sake.

Of course, when I put it on her, she didn’t know that it was the only new set of clothes for a newly married woman. It wasn’t until half a month later that she could get up from the bed and walk a few steps. She originally thought that the old couple had gone out to chop wood, but she supported her

When I came out to bask in the sun to replenish calcium for damaged bones, I heard whispers on the slope in front of the house.

As a modern person, we have the ability to avoid talking to others. Firstly, there was a lack of food and she was hungry. Secondly, the injuries on her body hurt like hell even if she moved. It took a lot of effort to move outside. She really didn't want to move, so she didn't expect to let her listen.

It was like a bolt from the blue.

"Mom, if I can't sell it for a big price, my new clothes will be a loss, and my husband's family won't be able to forgive me."

"I know, don't worry, as long as her injuries are healed, the one with thin skin and white flesh will definitely be sold at a good price..."

…

The purpose of saving her was to sell her for a good price? But the old couple didn't look like bad people. They went up the mountains and down the river, and most of the fruits they picked and the fish they caught ended up in her stomach. Could it be that all these sentiments were worth it?

Is it fake and deceptive?

Ji Rongjin's head was buzzing, and Ji Rongjin felt a severe headache. He didn't listen to a word of what was said next, and he suppressed the drowsiness and lay back on the broken wooden board in the house.

After a while, the old couple entered the house with a strange young woman.

The old woman smiled: "Ms. Jin, how are you today? Are you feeling better?"

If he hadn't overheard their conversation, Ji Rongjin's smile would have been kind and kind, but at this moment... As a modern elite, the calmness he has learned in the workplace cannot be overshadowed.

She showed a faint smile and said, "It's okay, thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

"It's not hard, it's not hard." After saying that, she took the wild fruit from her daughter's hand and handed it to her, "I can only eat this for lunch today." After saying that, everyone sighed happily, "Wait for two more days.

God, I will cook millet porridge for you when the autumn grain comes down."

For some reason, 'wait two more days' rushed towards Ji Rongjin like a spell, making her breathless. Are they about to take action?

The young woman entered the room without saying a word, and her yellow eyes kept turning around Ji Rongjin, as if she was looking for an item to be appraised.

Ji Rongjin endured the discomfort and tilted her head to eat the fruit.

The old woman nudged her daughter somewhere she didn't see, and then she pulled her husband and said with a smile, "We are going to chop wood. Be careful. If you think about something, wait until we come back."

Hearing this, she tilted her head again and nodded obediently, so as not to let them see what she knew.

The old woman thought that the young lady didn't know anything. With her injuries, she was not prepared and went out with a happy face.

Ji Rongjin was injured all over her body, and it was not easy to escape smoothly. After the old couple went out to chop firewood, she first looked around the thatched hut. Only then did she realize that the hut was not in the village at all. Only then did she realize

, maybe this is a foothold built by the villagers on the mountain for the convenience of hunting.

There was nothing in the settlement, which was normal, but the old couple created the illusion that this was their poor home.

Do unruly people come out of poor places? Are they so cunning?

Ji Rongjin had always believed that ordinary people were simple and a symbol of hard work and kindness. However, after traveling through time, she discovered that these people were even worse than the opponents she met in the mall.

How can she escape smoothly?

The braying of the little donkey brought Ji Rongjin out of her memories. When she looked up, she saw that she was home.

It was not only the old horse who knew the way, but also her little donkey. Ji Meirong touched the little donkey's ears affectionately and said, "Today's dinner will be doubled."

The little donkey seemed to understand what she said, and raised its neck and barked happily, "Let it pass. Anyway, she escaped smoothly, so what else could she want to do!"

Ji Rongjin calmed down, jumped off the donkey happily, smoothed down her shirt, took out the key and opened the door, only to find that the door was unlocked.

No way, is there a thief in the house? Ji Rongjin picked up the pole and carefully opened the door and entered.

Inside the door, there were guards on the left and right.

"You are..." Looking at their clothes, they looked like government patrol officers. Ji Rongjin couldn't figure out what happened.

The guards on the left and right immediately lined up in the middle and blocked them with knives: "Who are you?"

Isn't this what she asked? Why did you throw it back again?


Chapter completed!