Cannon fodder is no more [Quick Transmigration]

"Xinglan, I can't support this child."

"But, if he doesn't care, he will die immediately."

"If you don't care, you won't live long. Didn't you listen to what the old host said? Even if he takes care of his body, he won't live long. The main reason is that we really can't afford a mouth, alas."

"..."

A low sob followed.

Mu Xing couldn't open his eyes, and his body was heavy. It took him a while to react slowly.

In his previous life, he lived a comfortable and unrestrained life, and died without suffering any crimes. Could it be that he was reincarnated after death?

But if there is reincarnation, wouldn't you have to drink Mengpo soup?

He was still thinking about it in a daze, when he felt his body being hugged.

He was kissed on the face, and hot tears fell on his forehead.

"Son, don't blame your mother for being cruel, this might be your life."

Mu Xing was shocked, remembering the conversation between these two people before, they are probably his parents in this life, and now, it seems that he wants to abandon himself because of his health.

A newborn baby is still carrying a congenital disease. If it is thrown away, it will probably die immediately.

If he lives again, can he only live for such a short time?

No, you can't sit still like this.

With all his strength, he barely raised one hand, touched the hand holding him by feeling, and squeezed a finger with great difficulty.

He wanted to give it a try, and the tone of these two people was obviously reluctant to part with him.

The person holding him trembled.

"Brother Zhuzi, look at how much this kid kisses me and how well-behaved he is. We can't be so cruel."

"But……"

"It's nothing but." Zhang Xinglan wiped away her tears, and said in a firm tone, "Isn't it just an extra mouthful of rice, let's save it, I'll dig more wild vegetables in the mountains, and I can always save it."

After all, it was his own flesh and blood, Mu Dazhu was also reluctant to part with it, and he sighed when he thought that this child would not live long.

"Okay, you hold him for me, let's go home."

Hearing this, Mu Xing finally felt relieved, and all the strength to hold him up dissipated, and he fell into a drowsy sleep.

It was a very long dream.

In the dream, Mu Dazhu, a poor farmer, went to the mountains to hunt for his wife who was about to give birth, but he didn't return for three days. His wife, Mrs. Zhang, dragged her nine-month-old belly to find her husband.Frightened by the galloping convoy on the road, she gave birth prematurely.

It happened that a powerful lady in the convoy was about to give birth, so he took her with her to give birth in a nearby temple.

Diao Nu committed evil and dropped the baby he gave birth to.

Afterwards, the wealthy wife left with the Mu family's child. As soon as the Mu family's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Zhang, opened her eyes, she was told by the abbot who knew the art of Qi and Huang that the child was born with a deficiency and was extremely difficult to support.

The poor family who can't get rid of the pot, if it is a healthy child, it can help the family to work after raising it for a few years, but if it is destined to die early due to illness, it is better not to raise it at the beginning, so as not to be sad in the future.

Mu Dazhu and his wife threw the child outside, wiped their tears and left.

This frail and sickly child was picked up by an old beggar, and he was fed without a meal, but he survived miraculously.

Fifteen years later, the little beggar was begging in the capital, offended the son of a rich family, and when he was beaten half to death, he ran into the car of Cheng Enhou's mansion.

The secret that had been buried for many years was revealed, and it turned out that the little beggar was the young master of Cheng Enhou's mansion.

He was supposed to grow up with rich clothes and fine food, but he suffered all kinds of hardships.

The little beggar thought he had finally found his family and could live a good life.Who would have thought that the young master was extremely doted on at home, and was chosen to accompany the prince to study, he was completely different from the little beggar.

Everyone in Cheng'enhou's mansion looked down on this newly brought young master, including his close relatives.

His biological father didn't even want to give him a name, and he didn't want him to take the place of the fake young master, so he only said that he was the son of a concubine.

The little beggar was originally congenitally deficient, and he had suffered for many years, and his body suffered a lot, so he passed away not long after.

No one in the family grieved for him, but instead cursed bad luck, wishing he had never appeared.

Mu Xing slowly opened his eyes.

It was a thick blue cloth curtain, and he was half-embraced, leaning against the warm and soft body.

He moved slightly, and the movement was noticed, and a delighted female voice sounded next to his ear: "Xiaobao has woken up."

Teng Deng glared at someone running over, it was the crisp voice of a child, clamoring to see his brother.

Mu Xing felt that he was being picked up by someone, and when he saw the faces of the three children, he only blinked and couldn't see clearly, only remembered that they were yellow and thin.

"Okay, don't startle Xiaobao and your mother." Another older female voice came in and talked to her for a while.

Mu Xing was not in good spirits, he yawned delicately, and fell asleep again.

"This child looks really good." Aunt Mu, Zhang Xinglan's mother-in-law, looked at the child who closed her eyes and fell asleep again, and said lovingly.

When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she looked at her youngest son's face, and she was convinced.

Although this child is as thin and thin as a cat, he was born fair and white, and his facial features are more beautiful than the fat dolls in the New Year pictures.

"It's a pity..." Mrs. Zhang's eyes turned red when she thought of the abbot's words.

"Don't cry, be careful that the root cause of the disease will fall later." Aunt Mu made a straight face, "Don't cry, I think our little treasure is doing well. Let's take good care of this newborn baby, who can say for sure Woolen cloth?"

"Well, listen to my mother."

The little Mu Xing who was mentioned is actually not asleep now.

His consciousness sank into a strange place.

It was so dark that nothing could be seen.

Then a little light appeared in the darkness, and the light became bigger and bigger, turning into a ball with an invisible shape.

Mu Xing looked at this scene a little strangely: "Who are you?"

The group of light said, "I'm here to help you."

Mu Xing:?

Guangtuan said, "Did you read that dream?"

"That's not a dream, that's your life's experience."

Mu Xing was taken aback, he was actually a little puzzled in his heart, because the dream was so real and detailed.

Guangtuan said: "You were supposed to be the noble young master of the Hou's Mansion, but you were reduced to a beggar and died of a miserable illness. Aren't you unwilling?"

Mu Xing thought for a while and said, "But now I'm not a little beggar, my mother and the others took me home."

Guangtuan choked for a moment, and continued unwillingly: "You still can't open your eyes, so you don't know. The Mu family is a farmer, and the family is very poor. The house is all piled up with loess, and the family can't afford to eat. You Even if you are not a little beggar, you still have to live a poor life."

Guangtuan lowered his voice, with a hint of confusion: "And that Mrs. Hou has returned to the Hou Mansion. That young master, who is as old as you, not only eats bird's nest supplements at will, but also takes care of the maids and nanny. one."

"It was supposed to be all yours."

Mu Xing looked at the light group and asked suspiciously: "So?"

Guang Tuan said: "So you won't be reconciled? I can help you."

"Help me with what?"

"Help you go back to the Marquis Mansion, and help you get back what should belong to you! How can a lowly farmer's son enjoy the glory and wealth that should belong to you with peace of mind!"

Mu Xing blinked and looked at it: "You are so angry, could it be... the little beggar in my dream?"

Guang Tuan immediately retorted: "How is it possible? Humph, I'm not such a lowly guy."

Mu Xing said "Oh" and said indifferently, "Then why are you so excited?"

Seeing him indifferent, Guangtuan said, "I'm angry for you!"

Mu Xing looked like you were about to touch porcelain: "It's not necessary, it's really unnecessary. I'm not angry myself, it's all you need to be angry if you like, don't rely on me!"

Light group: "..."

Seeing that Mu Xing refused to enter, it was furious: "Why are you such a bun, you don't care if you are robbed of your identity?"

Mu Xing asked calmly, "Why are you so nosy, I was robbed of my identity, what does it have to do with you?"

Light group: "..."

The next moment, Mu Xing's eyes went dark.

He came out of that strange place.

There was something wrong with that strange blob of light.

It seems to be trying very hard to incite him to fight and grab.But as Mu Xing said, it's his own business anyway, the origin of the light group is unknown, why is it so old-fashioned?

It comes to help itself, what is it trying to do?It doesn't look like much justice either.

And the opponent's methods are unpredictable, Mu Xing is not willing to get involved with it.

What's more: if the things in the dream were true, he wouldn't want to go back at all, given the cold-blooded attitude of the Hou family who treats parents and children like cancer.

Three years later.

Dazhuang Village.

It was midsummer and the sun was scorching hot. A group of half-grown children were playing in the stream.

This creek is shallow, as deep as half a child's knee, so there is no danger, and adults don't care much about it.

Under a big tree by the stream, a white and tender little boy sat under the tree obediently, it was Mu Xing who was already three years old.

His second sister and third brother were playing in the water. After all, Mu Xing was not a real three-year-old, so it was difficult to blend in.

What's more, his physical condition does not allow him to do such a drastic thing.

Mu Xing took a branch and drew messily on the ground, while thinking about that strange ball of light.

In the past three years, at the beginning, the ball of light lulled him into dreams every day, telling him to see what the young master of the Hou Mansion ate and used, and how rich and luxurious the Hou Mansion was.

Comparing the hardships of the Mu family, it can be said to be very miserable.

But Mu Xing was completely unmoved.

I don't know if he was a little discouraged, but now the light ball will only enter his dream once in a few days.

Suddenly there was a slight movement in his ears, Mu Xing looked over suspiciously, and saw a big fat rabbit jumping out of the grass in front of him, rushing straight towards him——

With a plop, it hit the tree trunk.

Not moving.

Mu Xing looked at the rabbit that knocked him out of breath in surprise.

Sitting on the sidelines and waiting for the rabbit, the ancients never deceived me.