Reborn 1960 The little orphan girl has some money

An Moxue wanted to live alone from now on. There would no longer be hot and delicious meals waiting for her when she returned home, and she would no longer hear her mother's nagging.

It was very annoying before, but now that I have lost it, I realize how precious it is.

Things are unpredictable and life is unpredictable.

When you are alone, it is necessary to make a will, just in case.

If I get an advantage from those cousins ​​who don't usually interact with each other, don't help when something happens, and try to take advantage of them, I won't be able to vomit to death.I did what I thought of and called a lawyer I knew well to explain the situation and made an appointment to meet the next day.

The next day, I made an appointment with my lawyer at An Moxue's clothing studio to draft a will.

Including An Moxue's death in an accident, two cars, one residential house, two facade houses, a clothing studio, a clothing factory, and bank deposits will all be donated to the Women's Charity Foundation.

An Moxue didn't work these days, until her mother stood in front of her mother's tombstone for the first seven days, remembering that she had agreed last year that the family would go on a trip, but one after another her grandmother and grandfather fell ill and died, and her mother fell ill and died. I was left alone for half a year.

Walk!Let’s take a quick trip.

After paying homage to my mother, I called the clothing factory and studio to explain the work.

Set off--

First stop--Xinjiang

It was already after five o'clock in the afternoon when An Moxue got off the plane. The sky was still bright and there was no sign of evening. According to local tour guide Aya, the daylight hours can last up to 18 hours.

If you wait here until dark before going to sleep, you will have to wait.

This trip to Anmoxue will take about ten days in Xinjiang.Before getting on the plane, I found local tour guide Aya online to make a guide.

A preliminary plan has been drawn up, and some minor adjustments will be made.

Aya picked up An and sent her to the reserved hotel and left.

An Ran did not choose a random place to come to Xinjiang at this time. A large part of the reason is that this is the season when fruits are ripe in Xinjiang.

The cantaloupe and grapes here are incomparable to other places.

She wants to buy some Xinjiang-specific fruits and seeds and fruit seedlings to prepare for abundant space.

But if you don’t plan to buy more than [-] kilograms of fruit each, that’s fine.I have contacted Aya and bought them all in Turpan.

In recent years, she would buy some local specialties whenever she went out of town. The quantity was small and inconspicuous, but over time, the quantity became considerable.

Her spatial storage room was filled little by little.

During this period, I bought a carpet with Uighur characteristics in Urumqi. The cloth with ethnic characteristics is colorful and has a strong visual impact. It always makes people's eyes brighten after seeing it.

I went to see the Tianchi Lake in the Tianshan Mountains. The clear blue Tianchi water seemed to purify people's hearts. I felt that any evil thoughts were blasphemous to Muslims.

The changeable weather in Kanash is like the legendary water monster that turns its face whenever it wants.

The sea of ​​flowers in Yili makes people feel that there is only beauty left in this world, and it is so beautiful that people don’t want to leave.

Here I come to Turpan’s Grape Valley!

Sweet cantaloupe and big and plump grapes, I really want to take you all home!

Karez and Flame Mountain make people want to come and not want to leave.

The last stop was Korla Taklimakan Desert. It was a sunny day.

It was only when An Moxue stood on the edge of the desert wearing long clothes, trousers, long silk scarves and sunglasses that she truly understood what it meant that there were wild clouds and no city walls, and rain and snow covered the desert one after another.

There was no words to describe the overwhelming feeling in my heart. Suddenly, a tornado soared straight towards An Moxue, and then went further away.Missing.

An Moxue felt that she had walked a long way with no end, but she clearly felt that the light spot was very close.

It’s so strange, why can’t I get out of this fog?The sound was very close, but when I tried to listen carefully I couldn't make out what was being said.

There seems to be a dispute, two people or three people.

She followed the sound for a few steps, paused, and listened; she followed the sound for a few more steps, paused, and listened again.

After repeating this for many times, the fog gradually dispersed and the sound became louder and louder.

Suddenly, the sound stopped, and An Moxue walked out of the fog.

The tall and short flowers in front of me are red, pink, purple, yellow, green, white... some I know, some I don't know, they look like they are carefully planted, but they also look like they are growing wildly.

There is only a path paved with milky white cobblestones of different sizes winding towards the house not far away.An Moxue walked up and stopped when she encountered a flower she was interested in. She touched it, lowered her head to smell it, and took a closer look.

Standing in front of the house, it is a log house, made of round logs. Even the roof is made of logs.

It feels like a hut where elves live in the forest. The house is surrounded by flowers and plants, and there are also elves drinking flower dew.

"We're in front of the door, why are you just standing there! Come in." A male voice came, like a middle-aged uncle.

"Senior, are you talking about me?" An Moxue asked uncertainly.

"Did you see anyone else outside?"

"Ah - it seems not" An Moxue replied short-circuit.

"What are you doing for a while? Come in quickly."

"Oh well."

Climbing up the stairs and pushing the door open, everything in the room is made of wood, and it's still logs: wooden furniture, wooden couches, wooden tables placed on them, wooden pots and cups placed on the wooden tables, and wooden tables. There were a few bulrushes scattered around.

There were three people sitting on the bulrushes around the table, all looking at her.There was a man and two women, dressed in a way she had never seen before. The man was handsome and handsome, wearing a blue robe with wide sleeves. This was the person who had just spoken. Both women could not tell their age, but they both had upturned fox eyes. Exactly the same as An Moxue's. One of them is wearing clothes made of animal skin, with a ring of bells around his waist and various colored strips surrounding it. He has a tambourine on his hand, which looks very ancient. The other one is similar to hers. Dress up, but the clothes look like they are made of tree bark.

Walking to the couch, he bent down and saluted: "Hello, three seniors."

One of the women said: "No need to be formal, come and sit down."

An Moxue sat on a futon as she was told: "Senior, where is this? I was just traveling and was swept away by a tornado, and then I ended up here."

"As for you, you should be considered dead now." She replied.

"No, senior, I'm not doing well, why am I dead!"

"In the world you are in, you are dead and your body is swept away by a tornado, but you can still be fine. Huh!" This is a man's voice.

"Where you are now, to be precise, you should be in a soul body state, equivalent to the ghost in your place. You can't go back to your original world. Do you understand what I say?" The woman's voice was soft, with a trace of appease.

"Then where is this place? How did I get here?"

"This is another world. The three of us are your ancestors because your bloodline has returned to our ancestors and belongs to the direct bloodline. When the bloodline is about to die or dies, we will know. And because of the world you are in You are the last person in our family, and we figured you still have a chance of survival in another world. We couldn't bear your death like this, so we summoned you here. Now I'm asking you if you are willing."

"If you don't want to, you have no choice. Why don't you just stay here and wait to dissipate?"

"The old man is very bad, and he has a beautiful heart but a bad heart." An Moxue looked at the man and rolled her eyes.

The man glared at her, "Don't think that I don't know what you are saying bad things about me in your heart."

An Moxue replied with a very serious expression, "Ancestor, how could it be? You seem to be a kind-hearted person at first glance. So what kind of world will I go to?"

"The world you go to is also a direct descendant of our family, but she is determined to die, and because she has not yet expired, you can go. After you go, it will depend on your own destiny."

"Those three ancestors, do you have anything to save your life? I'm afraid if I don't have anything close to me."

The man stretched out his hand and handed out a jade pendant, "Requiem for the soul, when you get to that world, just shed your blood to identify the owner. Keep it with you, don't take it off. Wear it for three years."

The woman who had been silent handed her a wooden sign with complicated patterns and a faint fragrance. She just said, "You will know how to use it later."

The soft-spoken woman said: "Now that you've decided, come with me. For a while, you just need to close your eyes, concentrate, and relax your mind. Put your things away, otherwise you won't be able to take them with you."

An Moxue was a little worried, but she still put away her things and followed the three of them out of the wooden house to the back of the house.

A green pool with baskets of flowers on the edge.As told, I lay down in the pool and closed my eyes. I didn't get wet even though I was floating on it.

The petals fell, drums and bells rang, and the two women circled the pool playing tambourines, dancing, and mumbling words, like an ancient chant.

An Moxue's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier...