I cross you in the world of mortals [Rebirth]

Wen Rao was born on a snowy night. Before she had a sip of milk after she was born, her mother died of postpartum hemorrhage.

Because Wen's father was struggling to make ends meet, the young Wen Rao was taken by Wen Jian, who was eight years older than her. Wen Jian made some rice porridge every day and carefully fed Wen Rao, sometimes pointing at herself while feeding her: "Brother, I am brother."

One day, Wen Jian heard that the sister-in-law of the Liu family in the neighboring village had given birth to a son three days ago, so she took Wen Rao to ask for some milk.

It was snowing outside, Wen Rao was not yet full moon, she was white and soft, Wen Jian was afraid that Wen Rao would catch cold, so she wrapped her tightly with a small quilt and tied it with cotton strips.

The snow had already reached Wen Jian's ankles. Although Wen Jian walked cautiously, the soles of his feet still slipped. He didn't care about breaking two bones of the oil-paper umbrella, and stretched out his hand to protect Wen Rao in his arms. fell to the ground.

He felt the pain in his back as if it was broken into several pieces, and he couldn't slow down for a while, and suddenly felt his jaw wet, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Wen Rao in his arms blinking her black eyes, smiling at him, with a smirk in her mouth. Babbling.

Wen Rao smiled, and Wen Jian laughed too, the pain in his back was nothing anymore, he managed to stand up, stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Rao's cheek, and asked softly: "A Rao, are you hungry?"

Wen Rao couldn't understand Wen Jian's words, and said that Wen Jian wanted her to kiss him again, so she affectionately left another saliva mark on Wen Jian's chin.

Wen Jian picked up the oil-paper umbrella and continued to walk forward. The weather was beautiful, and the snow turned smaller when he walked a hundred feet away.

Wen Jian finally carried Wen Rao to the door of Liu's sister-in-law's house, raised her hand and knocked on the door twice.

It was Liu's sister-in-law's mother-in-law who opened the door, and she was not easy to get along with. After Wen Jian explained her intentions, the old woman said unceremoniously: "My daughter-in-law's milk is given to my grandson. Drinking in vain and getting fat, how can there be extra milk for your sister, who made your sister have a bad life, she lost her mother when she was born, and it is a virtue accumulated in heaven that she didn't starve to death."

The old woman's words made it clear that even if Wen Rao starved to death, she would not ask her daughter-in-law to give her some milk.

Wen Jian was angry and impatient in her heart, she didn't dare to show it on her face, she had no choice but to take out more than ten copper coins from her bosom, stuffed them into the old woman's hand and said: "I know that Madam is kind-hearted, please trouble Madam to make it easier."

The old woman glanced at Wen Jian and Wen Rao in disgust, then stared at the dozen or so copper coins in her hand, without saying a word.

Wen Jian knew that the old woman disliked the lack of copper coins, so she reluctantly took out five copper coins from her bosom and handed them to the old woman. These five copper coins were left by Wen's father for Wen Jian to buy pancakes. For a copper coin, he would have to starve for a day.

The old woman looked at Wen Jian carefully, knowing that he might not be able to touch a copper plate anymore, so she waved her hand and said reluctantly: "Forget it, just treat my old woman as a kindness today, and you hug my sister." Give it to me, I'll carry it inside to nurse, you just wait outside."

Ever since Wen Rao was born, she had never been separated from Wen Jian for even a moment. Wen Jian was a little uneasy and reluctant to part with her, but she still hugged Wen Rao to the old woman as she said.

As soon as Wen Rao left Wen Jian's arms, she burst into tears until she was almost out of breath.

Wen Jian's heart ached, and she was afraid that the old woman would change her mind, so she let the old woman take Wen Rao away.

After about a cup of tea, the old lady hadn't come out with Wen Rao in her arms, Wen Jian was standing under the eaves, her neck stretched out extremely long, like a goose being held by its neck to be slaughtered.

Finally, after another cup of tea, the old lady came out with Wen Rao in her arms.

Wen Rao was not well-behaved at all in the old woman's arms, she kept struggling, looked left and right, until she saw Wen Jian, she became quieter, she wanted to reach out to ask Wen Jian to hug her, but because Wen Jian held her The small quilt wrapped around her body was tied up so tightly that she could only smirk at Wen Jian, revealing two rows of bare gums.

Wen Jian hurried over, took Wen Rao, and hugged her in her arms. Wen Rao rubbed against his arms and hiccupped contentedly.

Wen Jian thanked the old lady and went home with Wen Rao in her arms.

From then on, Wen Jian carried Wen Rao to Liu's sister-in-law to buy milk to drink every day. Because Wen's father didn't pay enough for food, Wen Jian was often hungry, but within a month, she lost a lot of weight.

Father Wen worked hard, and almost every day he came home late at night, and Wen Jian deliberately avoided, Father Wen did not notice anything unusual about Wen Jian.

A year later, ten-year-old Wen Jian gave the Wen Rao TOEFL to Aunt Wang who lived next door, and went out to find work.

Wen Jian is thin and has little strength, so naturally he can't find physical work, and he hasn't studied much, let alone a decent job. Therefore, after ten days of looking for a job, no one is willing to hire him. .

Finally, after hitting a wall countless times, Wen Jian stood in front of a coffin shop.

The coffin is accepting apprentices, but because the coffin is really unlucky, no one came to apply for the job. The shopkeeper was worried, when he saw Wen Jian standing at the door of his shop, he waved his hands angrily and said, "Go away, kid."

Wen Jian walked up to the boss hesitantly, and asked tremblingly, "If you dare to ask the shopkeeper, do you still accept apprentices?"

The shopkeeper looked Wen Jian up and down, and said with a sneer, "Six or seven-year-old kid, let's go play."

Wen Jian boldly looked at the shopkeeper's unfriendly face and said, "I turned ten years old last month."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he laughed: "You yellow-mouthed kid, don't fool me."

Wen Jian's face turned red with anxiety, and said: "I never fool people, I did turn ten years old last month."

The shopkeeper still didn't believe it, he was too lazy to entangle with Wen Jian, and simply turned his back.

Suddenly, a crisp sound came into the shopkeeper's ears. He turned his head and saw that the shabby yellow-mouthed boy knelt down, kowtowed respectfully to him, and said, "I will also ask Master Take me."

As the saying goes, a man has gold under his knees. Even though the yellow-mouthed boy in front of him looks only six or seven years old, he still feels a little sorry for kneeling down to him like this, so he reluctantly said: "Then I will take you in. I have a word first. If I find out that you are lying to me, that you are lazy at work, or that there are other things that are not what I want, I will definitely not keep you."

Wen Jian was both surprised and delighted, calling repeatedly: "Master, master."

The shopkeeper helped him up and said: "You come to the shop as an apprentice from tomorrow morning, and I will give you a hundred copper coins a month."

Wen Jian thanked the shopkeeper and wanted to go home, but the shopkeeper asked: "My shop is for making coffins and also making some sacrifices. Do you feel fear or bad luck at such a young age?"

Wen Jian was still young, so he was a little afraid of coffins and sacrifices, but he didn't think it was bad luck. He didn't dare to tell the truth, fearing that the shopkeeper would regret it, so he said: "People are mortal, and after death, they have to be buried in the earth. Naturally, it must be put into the coffin when buried in the earth. If you have no money, you can’t buy a coffin, and the sacrifices are burned and enjoyed by the dead in the underworld, so there is no need to be afraid. Therefore, what is so terrible about coffins and sacrifices? How can you feel unlucky?"

The shopkeeper heard that the yellow-mouthed boy spoke clearly and logically, nodded and said with a smile: "That's good."

Wen Jian bid farewell to the shopkeeper, and hurried to pick up Wen Rao from Aunt Wang next door.

This Wen Rao was drooling in her sleep, but when she heard Wen Jian's footsteps, she somehow woke up, blinked her eyes, and called out to Wen Jian in a milky voice: "Brother, brother..."

Wen Jian went to Wen Rao's bed and sat down, Wen Rao jumped up happily, hugged Wen Jian's neck with her short white and fat hands, rubbed her tender cheek against Wen Jian's chin, and called out: "Brother, brother, brother..."

It was almost dusk now, and Wen Jian had gone out to look for work since the sun was shining. He hadn't drank a sip of water or eaten a grain of rice all day long. He was hungry, thirsty, and exhausted, but he stretched out his hand Holding this soft and sticky dumpling in his arms, he felt full of strength.

He teased Wen Rao for a moment, then raised his head and asked Aunt Wang who was weaving next to her, "Is Ah Rao not making a fuss today?"

Aunt Wang kept moving her hands and feet, she smiled slightly at Wen Jian and said, "Ah Rao, this little girl is always making a fuss, she's just being good."

It was clear that Wen Rao got the compliment, but Wen Jian felt as though his mouth had honey in it, he gently stroked Wen Rao's forehead hair, and said, "Ah Rao, you are so good."

Wen Rao knew that Wen Jian was praising her, and said with curved eyes: "Ah Rao is good, brother, you are hungry."

Wen Jian scraped the bridge of Wen Rao's nose with her fingers, and said with a smile, "Little greedy cat."

Aunt Wang next to her smiled and said, "I fed her some rice soup about two hours ago, she must be hungry."

Wen Jian hugged Wen Rao and stood up, thanked Aunt Wang, "I'm really bothering you today..."

He pondered for a moment, and then said: "I found a job, and I may not be able to go home until sunset tomorrow, please ask Aunt Wang to help bring Ah Rao, I can give it to you in one month..."

Aunt Wang interrupted: "What are you doing with the money? Ah Rao is so good, I am happy to take her with me."

After all, she said with concern: "A Jian, what kind of job did you find?"

Wen Jian hesitated for a while, then Fang said, "I'm going to work as an apprentice at the coffin shop tomorrow."

Aunt Wang was taken aback and didn't speak. Finally, she sighed: "From tomorrow onwards, you should learn the craft hard, and Ah Rao will leave it to me."

Wen Jian hugged Wen Rao and bowed to Aunt Wang, saying seriously, "Thank you."

He straightened up, touched Wen Rao's cheek and said, "A Rao, thank you, Aunt Wang."

Wen Rao was very well-behaved, and said in a delicate voice, "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

The words fell to the ground, but Wen Rao's stomach rang. She pointed to her stomach and said coquettishly, "Brother, I'm hungry."

The author has something to say:

I can't finish one chapter. The next chapter will continue. The next chapter will write about how Ah Rao died, why she possessed the paper figurine, and the days after she and Xu Churan