Traveling through ancient times to survive

Her own mother personally objected, and the whole family tacitly agreed to give up on Zhao Lan. Zhao Hong knelt beside her sister, feeling despair in her heart.

These are not relatives at all, they are evil ghosts crawling out of hell!

Zhao Lan on the ground began to talk nonsense, and then her body twitched, and her breath became weaker and weaker. Zhao Hong knelt beside her motionless, watching her sister walk towards death step by step. Zhao Hong felt as if her heart was being cut by a knife, and hatred was gushing out.

Ever since she could remember, Zhao Hong had endless work to do. Her mother would beat and scold her when she was in a bad mood, her father would ignore her, her brother would clap and cheer, her grandfather would not care, and her grandmother would do the same as her mother.

After her younger sister was born, Zhao Hong finally found someone to rely on in this cold family. The two sisters depended on each other, warmed each other, and encouraged each other.

God was going to take away her most important relative. Zhao Hong closed her eyes to hide the hatred in them. "Just wait, sister. I will definitely avenge you!" Zhao Hong made up her mind.

Just as Zhao Hong was about to fall into darkness, Zhao Lan's body suddenly stopped moving in a convulsion. Zhao Hong's eyes were red, and she stretched out her trembling fingers and slowly put them under Zhao Lan's nose.

At a certain moment, Zhao Hong could no longer feel Zhao Lan's breath, and her heart ached. But the next moment, Zhao Lan's breath gradually strengthened and then stabilized, as if it was an illusion that her sister had stopped breathing just now.

From hell to heaven, it only took a moment. Zhao Hong was so excited that she cried. God returned her sister to her.

"My sister is fine!"

Everyone was surprised for a moment and then turned away without caring.

This damn girl is lucky! I told her that she didn't need firewood, but she managed to carry it over? Mrs. Zhao thought to herself, and shouted, "It's okay, it's okay, why are you yelling!"

Zhao Hong was filled with joy at the moment, and even her mother's scolding sounded much more pleasant.

Zhao Lan, lying on the ground, felt the cold air coming over her and she complained in a daze.

My mom turned the air conditioner so low again! Can't I sleep there? And what's wrong with the bed today? It's so hard that my whole body aches when I sleep there.

Unable to bear the cold, Zhao Lan opened her eyes and looked at the strange face in front of her. She blurted out in fear: "Who are you? What are you doing in my house?"

Zhao Hong's expression changed, but she quickly recovered: "Sister, you are confused because of the fever. I am your eldest sister."

Big sister? Did mom and dad have an illegitimate daughter?

Zhao Lan couldn't believe it. Lying down would affect her performance too much. Zhao Lan was ready to stand up and have a good argument with this shameless girl.

She was about to sit up, but found her body so weak that she couldn't get up. She stretched out her hand and realized something was wrong.

This chicken claw-like hand is thin and covered with frostbite. It is definitely not her hand!

Zhao Lan was startled and looked at Zhao Hong. In the eyes of the girl opposite, Zhao Lan saw her own appearance.

His face was thin, with black and purple frostbite on his nose, his skin was dark and yellow, and his facial features were childish. He looked to be about ten years old.

Zhao Lan felt a chill on her back. What was going on? Wasn't I sleeping well at home?

She turned around and looked around, and found that all the strangers in the room were looking at her calmly. Only the girl in front of her showed kindness to her.

Zhao Lan had already thought of a solution in the blink of an eye. She looked pitifully at the girl who called herself her elder sister and said, "Sister, I may be confused because of the burns. I don't remember anything."

Zhao Hong looked sad: "My poor sister, don't be afraid, I will definitely help you."

Zhao Lan was touched, and the two looked at each other with deep emotion in their eyes. At this time, a female voice came to spoil the mood: "The dead girl was stupid to begin with, and now she's even more stupid. She's going to be a pain in the ass in the ass in the ass in the ass."

Zhao Lan was indignant, and was about to blurt out Zuan's greeting, but Zhao Hong was quick: "Mom, my sister is not stupid, she just lost her memory temporarily, I will help her remember."

Zhao Lan was dumbfounded. This woman with a mean face was her own mother?

Did I come here to suffer? What kind of suffering is this? Why am I so miserable? Did I come here to fight the best?

Zhao Hong gently reminded her dazed sister, pointing at people and helping her identify them one by one. Zhao Lan tried hard to match the faces and identities of the ten people, trying to remember them all at once.

"Okay, sister, you're not well yet, so today we'll just meet people first, and you can rest first."

Zhao Lan closed her eyes obediently and relaxed. Only then did she feel sore and weak all over, and her head was dizzy. However, Zhao Lan did not dare to fall asleep immediately. She carefully analyzed the current situation in her mind.

Judging from the clothes, this place seems to be in ancient time and space. I wonder if it is a certain dynasty in history or a fictional one? I will ask my elder sister tomorrow.

There is also a family where the entire family, regardless of gender, age or status, lives in one room. This is too uncivilized.

The room was made of blue bricks and tiles. It shouldn't be because of poverty, but because they couldn't bear to use charcoal? And the temperature was too low. Could it be that this place was in the northeast and it was the coldest time of winter?

No! In ancient times, there was no heating, not even a kang. Look at this poor family who is reluctant to use charcoal. How can they live?

Zhao Lan wailed silently in her heart, and it took a while for her to calm down. What else could she do? She didn't dare to die, so she could only live a careless life.

Looking at the expressions of the other family members, none of them are easy to get along with. The original body was so sick that he was almost dying. No, he was already dead. Except for one eldest sister who was sad for him, there was no trace of sadness on the faces of the other people.

Is this the script of a peasant girl’s counterattack in ancient times? First, she must outsmart her family members, then use the knowledge from her previous life to make a fortune, attract generals and princes with her unique insights, be caught in a dilemma among the jealous handsome men, and finally reluctantly choose the best one, and reach the pinnacle of life with the lucky male protagonist amid the deep love of other male supporting roles.

Zhao Lan was secretly fantasizing and almost laughed out loud.

By the way, don’t all heroines who travel through time to a farm come with a space cheat code? Where is my space?

Zhao Lan called out for the golden finger in her heart, and a farm actually appeared in her mind.

Zhao Lan laughed in her heart, hahahaha, it turns out that I am the real girl of destiny!

Zhao Lan immersed his consciousness into the farm and explored it roughly. The golden finger was similar to the farm game in his previous life.

Currently there is only one level, and each level is one acre of land. Plant the seeds with your mind and wait for them to mature. Different seeds mature in different times.

After harvesting, you can get points and crops. The points are used to upgrade and unlock more land and more advanced pastures.

The harvested crops cannot be used as seeds, they can only be eaten by yourself or sold in the farm mall to earn farm coins.

Farm coins can be used to purchase seeds, livestock cubs, various modern daily necessities, etc. in the mall. The mall can also be upgraded to unlock more products. Upgrading requires a certain amount of gold coins.

Zhao Lan planted the wheat seeds given by the system, and the farm prompted that it would take twelve hours for them to mature.

After studying the golden finger thoroughly, Zhao Lan fell asleep immediately.