The rain poured down, the sky became dark, but the midsummer afternoon was like dark night.

A thin little girl was kicked away by someone, and her light body fell into a puddle on the ground. She twitched twice and then stopped moving.

A man in white took off the girl's hand, snatched the Yutian token she was holding tightly, and then put a low-level jade bracelet that was missing into the little girl's hand, muttering to herself: "This broken bracelet is the gift of the golden hairpin you received today!" After that, he turned around and left.

As soon as the man left, a faint white light flashed across the puddle. The little girl who had lost her breath suddenly opened her eyes...

In the heavy rain, a middle-aged man ran over staggeringly. After discovering the little girl on the ground, his eyes were as big as a copper bell. He threw away the wine pot in his hand and hugged the little girl slightly.

"Yan'er..."

His voice was hoarse and trembling, and a hint of heartache flashed in his muddy eyes. He hugged his injured daughter and ran away quickly.

It has been eleven years, and he has never run so fast and has never been so anxious.

Half an hour later, the old doctor from Jingyaoju sentenced the little girl to death. "It's clear, Wu Yan's ribs were broken. Because of the rain, she had a high fever at this moment. The temperature was so scary. In addition, she was weak, so I'm afraid she couldn't stand it tonight."

"Respect the elderly, please save my Yan'er, I beg you." Minglang suddenly knelt on the ground, his eyes full of panic and fear.

He has never been a good father role for a long time. He has never cared about Yan'er every day except drinking. If he had known that he should have gone out with her.

Jing'en sighed and helped the down-and-out man on the ground up, "If I had known today, why would I have been there? Wu Yan is so filial and wonderful. Today is her eleventh birthday. It is such an important day to go to Babaolou to perform the golden hairpin ceremony according to the Beimo ancestor system. You will not accompany her. Maybe, she got something good, and was envied by others, and then she was killed!"

In Beimo, no matter how poor or rich or noble a boy or girl is over 11 years old, they must go to Babao Building and walk the eight hundred stairs there. After they come down, everyone will receive a gift. The man is called the Qiankun Quotation and the woman is called the Jinchai Quotation. Usually, every day the child’s eleventh birthday, the family will send it to him personally, and attach great importance to it. Few people like Minglang.

Minglang hated himself even more when he heard this. He couldn't let his daughter die like this. He couldn't...

"I'll go and ask for the Master of Spiritual Medicine." Minglang gritted his teeth and raised his feet and was about to leave when he heard Ming Wuyan making a soft and slutty voice.

"I want to drink water!"

This tender and weak voice scared Ming Wuyan himself.

It had been an hour since she was brought to this small clinic from the puddle by a man named Minglang. She finally realized the reality. She was called a devil plastic surgeon and caught up with the trend of time and even received the memory of this body.

I have to say that the original owner of this body is really a pitiful child. He has never seen his mother when he was born. He lives in a slum in the capital of Beimo Kingdom with his drunkard father. He lives very poorly.

The only thing she did every day was to use her little hands to find food to cook for her father, let him drink less, persuade him to eat, and repeat this life every day until today.
Chapter completed!