The feng shui is too bad.

Song Mengya stood at the door of the old Song's house, looking at his "new" home with a helpless expression.

She, originally an orphan in the 21st century, was raised by seven brothers who were also orphans. Later, she founded Taoism, fortune-telling, drawing symbols, changing Feng Shui... Life is like a fish in water.

However, half a month ago, when she woke up, she found that she had traveled back to ancient times.

The original owner was also called Song Mengya, 14 years old, the eldest daughter of Song Lao San's family, and lived with her family in the dilapidated warehouse in front of her.

Song Mengya sighed, stepped forward and pushed open the door of the house, facing an unpleasant smell, a kind of turbid sickness mixed with the smell of damp and corruption.

She stood there, frowning, really unable to muster up the courage to go in.

At this time, a pair of twins came out of the warehouse. They looked five or six years old, thin, with big eyes, and looked malnourished.

The two little guys ran forward, with a tacit understanding, one left and one right hugged Song Mengya's thigh.

"Sister, you are finally back, woo woo..." Song Tiantian, the girl, cried and shouted.

"Sister, where have you been? We are so worried about you." The boy Song Tianshu also kept crying.

They are the brother and sister of the original owner.

Song Mengya was a little overwhelmed by the two little guys crying, "Sister... sister is going to earn money, don't cry."

She said and took out a bunch of copper coins, "Look, my sister has earned money and bought you delicious food."

Song Tiantian cried and shook her head, "Tiantian doesn't want delicious food, Tiantian wants sister, sister don't leave us."

"Yes, we don't want delicious food, we want a sister." Song Tianshu nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Okay, my sister is here, isn't my sister back?" Song Mengya twitched the corners of her lips, her heart warmed by the sensible twins.

She suddenly didn't dislike this family so much.

Song Tiantian continued, "Sister, my mother's health is getting worse and worse these days, she only eats one meal a day, and often sleeps all day long."

A weak figure appeared in Song Mengya's mind, "Hey, sister, go and have a look."

She rubbed Song Tiantian's little head, and started to walk in, looking around while walking.

No one can live here at all.

There is only a simple stove built outside, with firewood piled beside it, and a broken low table with a few stones used as stools.

However, it was not the same as I remembered, everything was cleaned up very clean.

Song Tianshu seemed to see Song Mengya's doubts, and immediately said obediently, "Brother cleaned up, and he cleaned up the inside as well."

big brother?

"Yes, brother, he's been acting weird recently, he's different from before." Song Tiantian obviously had a question mark in her head.

Song Mengya saw a silent and honest figure in the original owner's memory again. This face... and the original owner's elder brother is also dumb?

Thinking of a possibility, she immediately asked, "Where is Big Brother?"

"I went out to buy medicine." Song Tianshu continued, "I went out early in the morning, and I should be back soon."

Song Mengya nodded.

She opened the curtain and went inside.

Simply unsightly.

The so-called bed was actually just a few wooden boards put together randomly, and the whole room was cold and damp.

Living in such a place, let alone a sick person, even a healthy person will definitely get sick.

What kind of life does this family live?

Song Mengya came to the bed and looked at the thin woman lying on it.

Li Xiuzhen, the original owner's mother, has had a high fever for more than ten days since she was driven into the warehouse, and her health is getting worse and worse.

At this time, she had no blood on her face, she was thin and out of shape, and her whole body was shrouded in sickness.

As if feeling the breath of the eldest daughter, Li Xiuzhen opened her eyes with difficulty, and choked up, "Meng... Mengya? Are you back?"

"En." Song Mengya recalled Li Xiuzhen's love for the original owner in his mind, feeling a little uncomfortable.

If Li Xiuzhen knew that her real daughter was dead, she would be heartbroken.

"Mother... Mother is not dreaming, is she?" Li Xiuzhen raised her arm vigorously, as if she wanted to touch Song Mengya.

"No." Song Mengya stretched out his hand to hold the skinny hand.

Since she has occupied the original owner's body, she will definitely take good care of the original owner's family.

She said softly, "Mother, I'm back, you can sleep a little longer."

"Okay, good boy." Li Xiuzhen shed tears, "It's useless for your mother, I've suffered for you."

Song Mengya covered Li Xiuzhen with the quilt, turned around and went back to the outside room.

It happened that a skinny boy came back from outside.

The two looked at each other.

It's really Seventh Brother!

He looks exactly like his previous life!

Song Mengya burst into tears of joy, ran forward and hugged the boy, "Seventh Brother, it's really you, that's great!"

The boy was stunned, and an unbelievable surprise came to his heart. There was only one person who could call him Seventh Brother.

While yelling "Ahh, ahh", he anxiously gestured in sign language, "Little sister, little sister!"

In the previous life, it was Seventh Brother who took Song Mengya back, so she had the deepest relationship with Seventh Brother.

Song Mengya never expected that Brother Seven would also come to this world, so what about the other six brothers?

They must have come too.

She wants to find them.

Seventh brother is now called Song Tianrui, the eldest son of Song Laosan, who suffered from an illness since he was a child, and has been unable to speak since then.

The two brothers and sisters have lived hopelessly in this world for half a month, and seeing each other at this time, they are extremely happy.

Song Tianshu and Song Tiantian stood aside, also happy, but after a while, the stomachs of the two little guys started to growl.

Song Mengya and Song Tianrui looked over at the same time, laughing through tears.

"Okay, let's get something to eat, I'm hungry too." Song Mengya looked at Song Tianrui expectantly.

Her seventh brother is a culinary expert. The private kitchen he opened in his previous life only received two tables of guests a day, and he needed to make reservations two years in advance.

Song Mengya has long been hungry after not eating the food he cooked for a while.

Song Tianrui gestured in sign language, "There are only some rough noodles and some wild vegetables at home."

"Is there any vegetables in the vegetable garden at the door?" Song Mengya looked puzzled, "I'll go pick some."

"Sister," Song Tiantian immediately shook her head, "We can't eat that dish, otherwise grandma will beat us to death."

"Don't be afraid, my sister is here, no one will dare to hit you." Song Mengya saw a basket by the wall, so he picked it up and walked outside.

Both Song Tiantian and Song Tianshu were a little puzzled. Why do you feel that my sister is different from before?

The two little guys looked at each other, and quickly said in unison, "Let's go help sister."

Song Mengya took the twins to the vegetable garden and began to sweep. They picked a lot of cucumbers, eggplants, and shallots, and dug up a few potatoes. They didn't go back until the vegetable basket was full.

When passing the chicken coop, Song Mengya noticed two eggs inside with sharp eyes, and she immediately went to take them out.

"It's eggs." Song Tiantian was obviously a snack, and her saliva was drooling.

Song Mengya smiled, and handed the egg to Song Tiantian to hold. Seeing the little guy's happy face, she couldn't help being happy.

"Put down the eggs!" Suddenly, a shrill voice sounded, "Song Tiantian, you lost money, you have learned how to steal things now? See if I don't beat you to death."

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