A small peasant girl's home is bare, but I have a spiritual space

Lin Yiran raised his hands with difficulty, rubbed his aching temples, and slowly opened his eyes.

The scene before her made her a little confused.

The black beams and the mud walls with exposed grass stalks were full of cracks.

The doors and windows were dilapidated, the paper pasted on the window frames was yellowing, and cold wind blew in through the cracks.

"Where am I...?"

Lin Yiran is a beauty blogger with more than 500 million followers. Last night was the anniversary celebration of the brand of skincare she represents.

The live broadcast room gained more than 8000 fans in one night, and sales directly exceeded million yuan.

She rolled around on the bed excitedly and couldn't sleep until Lin Ming fell asleep.

I didn't expect to wake up here?

I looked down at the quilt covering me. It had been washed so badly that I couldn't see its original color. There were several patches of different colors on it.

The cotton inside had not been replaced for many years and had already hardened into clumps. It was neither warm nor comfortable to wear.

"Hey hey... this is troublesome, have I been abducted?"

The creaking sound of a wooden door interrupted Lin Yiran's wandering thoughts, and a woman about 50 years old walked in, holding a rough porcelain bowl with a chip on it in her hand.

"Ran'er, you're awake? You finally woke up! That's great..."

When the woman saw Lin Yiran looking at her with his eyes open, her eyes suddenly lit up and she spoke incoherently with excitement.

"Come, let me help you get up and drink some water. My dear girl has suffered a lot."

As he spoke, his eyes became red and he walked towards her.

Lin Yiran looked at the woman in front of him warily.

Just as I was about to ask the question, I suddenly felt a severe headache and a large number of memories that did not belong to me flooded into my mind.

It turned out that I had traveled through time and was born into the body of a little girl with the same name and surname.

This was the original owner’s mother. She was wearing a padded jacket that had turned white from being washed so much, and her pants were full of patches.

"Mom, I'm much better." Lin Yiran responded in an unaccustomed manner.

"That's good, it's all because of your parents' incompetence that they can't give you and your siblings a good life.

If your second brother hadn't been sick and had no money to buy medicine, you wouldn't have had to go up the mountain to collect herbs, and you wouldn't have rolled down the hillside."

Seeing the woman blaming herself, Lin Yiran felt very uncomfortable and heartbroken.

Maybe it’s because I just traveled through time, and this body is not yet compatible with my soul.

The remaining consciousness of the original owner is still affecting his emotions.

"Don't blame yourself. This was an accident." Lin Yiran comforted her awkwardly. She was really not good at comforting people and it was really difficult for her.

Afraid that Lin's mother would continue, Lin Yiran quickly changed the subject, "Mom, I'm thirsty, please give me some water."

"Okay... okay..." Lin's mother gently helped Lin Yiran sit up and handed her the chipped porcelain bowl.

Move the gap to one side and say, "Be careful not to cut your mouth, drink slowly, don't be in a hurry."

Lin Yiran also felt her mouth was very dry, so she gulped down half a bowl of wine in one breath.

"Although the bowl is broken, the water is sweet and delicious," Lin Yiran said with emotion.

When Lin's mother saw her daughter finished drinking the water, she wanted to see how her daughter's wound was recovering.

Just as she was about to lift the quilt, she was stopped by Lin Yiran, "No need, mother, I just checked myself, and he's recovered well.

I’m hungry.”

Hearing her daughter say she was hungry, Mother Lin hurried out to prepare lunch.

"Huh", Lin Yiran breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her mother leave.

Although Mother Lin was the original owner's mother, she was not his own after all, and he still felt uncomfortable having her look at his body.

As soon as she relaxed, Lin Yiran suddenly took a breath of cold air and felt pain all over her body, as if all the bones in her body were torn apart and reassembled again.

The original owner was thrown to death, so you can imagine how serious the injuries were.

Others who traveled through time either became princesses or young ladies. But looking at myself, I’d rather not say anything.

Enduring the pain, he looked around the house again.

How poor!

This is such bad luck.

Lin Yiran slowly sat up, trembling, took off her shirt, and saw many scratches on her stomach and arms.

The blood clots had spread out and some places were swollen.

I could tell from the numbness and pain in my legs that the injury was serious without even looking.

"Hiss..." It hurts so much. If only my space was still there. I miss my spiritual spring water so much.

"Little idiot," Lin Yiran murmured unconsciously.

"I'm here, master," the sudden voice scared Lin Yiran.

"Who is it?" Lin Yiran looked around vigilantly.

"Of course it's your dearest and most beloved little fool."

As soon as he finished speaking, a small white ball of fur jumped down from the beam and landed directly on the torn quilt that Lin Yiran was covering herself with.

"Hiss... It hurts, you little fool, you are always so impatient, you touched my wound." Lin Yiran stared at it in dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, I got into trouble again. It won't hurt if I blow it on you." The little fool opened his big wet eyes and looked at Lin Yiran cautiously.

Looking at its pitiful little eyes, she knew that the little thing was pretending to be innocent again, but she still softened her heart.

"Okay, okay, I don't blame you, but you have to compensate me.

Take me into the space to soak in the spiritual spring, I am seriously injured."

"Well...well, we can't enter the space for the time being. Master, after you died in modern times, I used up all the spiritual energy in the space in order to send your soul here.

The space is temporarily dormant. I am one with the space, and my spirit body is damaged. I need to rest soon. Please don't wake me up unless there is a special situation."

The little fool yawned.

"So it was you who brought me to this godforsaken place.

"Lin Yiran twisted the little fool's ear and shouted angrily.

"Be gentle, it hurts so much. I can't do anything. The system detected someone who met the requirements for time travel.

Your soul cannot stay in space for a long time, otherwise you will be torn apart.

It's not safe to stay outside. You may be discovered by the Black and White Impermanence at any time, which would be even worse.

So I put your soul into this little girl."

Lin Yiran's expression became more serious as he listened, "Is there really a Black and White Impermanence?"

The little fool nodded hurriedly.

Lin Yiran thought that he could possess such a supernatural and heaven-defying divine object as space, which was beyond human cognition.

I feel relieved.

Seeing the little fool looking exhausted, Lin Yiran reached out and hugged it, kissed it and touched it with heartache.

"Go to sleep, I won't let anyone disturb you." Lin Yiran stroked its chin gently.

The little fool stretched his neck, accepting the caress comfortably, and his snoring sounds gradually began to rise.

Lin Yiran suddenly reacted and asked hurriedly: "You haven't answered me yet, why did you put me in such a poor place?"

When the little fool heard this, he closed his eyes and snored even louder.

Lin Yiran clearly saw this guy's ears moving around.

Just as she was about to pull its ears, "Ran'er, look what delicious food your mother has made for you," Lin's mother walked in with a full bowl of noodles.

Lin Yiran looked at the corn noodles that seemed to be mixed with white flour, with a few strands of chopped green onions floating on them.

Combined with the original owner's memory, I know this is the best thing this family can offer.

White flour can only be eaten once a year during the Chinese New Year.

Under Lin's mother's expectant gaze, Lin Yixian picked up the chopsticks and took a bite.

It's OK, but they added too much cornmeal, so the noodles aren't chewy enough and it's a bit sore to the throat.

After being used to eating modern refined rice and noodles, this is a bit hard to get used to.

The rumbling sound from her stomach reminded Lin Yiran that she had to replenish her food.

Looking at her daughter eating noodles leisurely, Mother Lin touched her head lovingly.

I ate more than half of the bowl of noodles and couldn't eat any more.

"Mom, you eat the rest. I can't eat any more. Don't waste food." Lin Yiran handed the bowl to his mother.

Mother Lin looked at the bowl handed over by her daughter with emotion and said, "Good girl, eat it. I'm not hungry anymore."

"Mom, I'm really full. Please eat quickly. It won't taste good if it gets cold."

After a while of pushing and shoving between the mother and daughter, Lin's mother finally took the bowl. Lin Yiran's humility made her feel that all her efforts were worth it.

He wiped the tears from his eyes and chewed the food in small bites, as if he was eating some delicious food.

In the end, not even a drop of the soup at the bottom of the bowl was left.

"Did Mother Lin misunderstand something? I really can't eat anymore!"

Lin Yiran felt a little sad watching this scene.

"Hehua, how is Ran'er? Is he awake? I've called Doctor Liu." An anxious voice sounded outside the door.

"He's awake. His father, please ask the doctor to come in."

The door was pushed open from the outside with a creak, and a tall and thin man came in first.

He was around 40 years old, and his sallow and thin face was filled with a deep and indelible sadness and worry.

I saw him walking quickly to the bed, and when I looked closely I felt that his legs and feet seemed a little unsteady.

"Ran'er, how are you? Do you still have a fever? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Do you still feel any pain?"

"Ahem..." Doctor Liu saw that he was completely ignored by this family and had to remind them.

Father Lin finally reacted and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Liu. I'm a little worried about my daughter's illness. Please take a look. She was in a coma yesterday and had a high fever last night."

Doctor Liu smiled and nodded, taking the medicine box off his back.

Then he carefully took Lin Yiran's pulse. As he laughed, Doctor Liu's expression gradually became solemn, and Lin's father and mother also became worried.