Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 3: My name is Qiqi
The little baby had a nightmare again.
She dreams of her mother whom she has not seen for a long time.
I dreamed that I was pushed off a cliff by my mother again.
I also dreamed that I was running in a white fog. After the white mist disappeared, a small human egg planted on the ground appeared before me.
The little egg man was scorched everywhere and was still emitting black smoke, exposing his teeth and yelling at him, "Hey, bad boy, hurry up and pull me!"
The little boy was so frightened that he waved his hand and shook his head, "No no, you were planted on the ground, if you pluck it you will die ..."
Small flowers and grasses thrive if planted in the soil, and will die quickly if removed.
He thought, the little egg man in the field should be the same.
Upon hearing his words, the black smoke from above the little egg man's head became even thicker, "Old Sister, call, you, back off!"
That little egg man was extremely fierce.
When the little baby was frightened, he flew out of the white fog and woke up.
Looking around, the strange environment around made the little baby wake up, and it quickly shrank to the corner of the bed.
It was a small, dark room with speckled walls, revealing yellow mud under the white paint.
The furniture in the room was simple, the wooden table by the window, the low-four-legged wardrobe, in addition to the wooden bed where he lay hung with a yellowed and patched old mosquito net.
...He was just on his way, and there was still snow in the sky, but the weather was cold.
The little boy was in a daze, the blue gray curtain hanging on the door was raised, and an old woman walked in.
Seeing her curled up in the corner of the bed, the old woman was stunned for a moment, then smiled, with a laugh forming a frown at the corner of her eyes, "Hey, the doll is awake?"
The little baby did not make a sound, and shrank back to the corner of the bed, staring at the old woman warily.
Grey-haired, wearing a grey buttoned shirt, gray trousers, with patches on elbows and knees.
“Don't be afraid darling, I'm not a bad person, you can call me Grandma Zhang.” The old woman's name was Zhang Xifeng, and she was unhappy with the baby's vigilance, "I saw you lying by the river at the village entrance yesterday with injuries, she said, so I'll decide to bring you back first."
“You sleep a day a night, you must be hungry when you wake up, mother-in-law will give you something to eat.” After speaking, Zhang Xifeng immediately left the room.
After picking up her little baby yesterday, she took him to the only puskesmas in a nearby village to be examined by health workers. After making sure that the baby was not seriously injured, she brought the baby back quietly.
Now that he was awake, he also felt relieved.
The little baby was still curled up in the corner of the bed, even though the old grandmother was gone, she still did not dare to move as she pleased.
It was difficult for him to understand the situation before him.
At this moment, the boy's voice rang out again in his ear, and what he said almost scared the baby's jaw.
It turned out that the little egg man he dreamed of was still alive in his mind!
too scary!
There are even more terrifying ones!
"Repbirth, rebirth? The system? Binding?"
"I'm freezing to death on the street? I go back to the day when I was pushed down the hill again, alive?"
Little Wa'er's disciple trembled, and after repeated explanations with that voice, he barely understood what rebirth was.
He died of cold when he was seven years old.
Then, back to four and a half years old.
But, "Eggy, how's the system?"
The boy's voice in his head fell silent for a moment, and when it sounded again, it sounded grim, "You call me an egg, an egg?"
"...you look like an egg." The little boy said shyly.
In the sea of consciousness, the tiny egg man once again smokes from his seven holes.
He was punished for saving her, and was put into the ground by the mastermind and kept hissing with electricity. As a result, this little boy replied to her like this?
Call it a ball? !
Heh, where's the mastermind? I want to change the host.
There were footsteps outside the room, Zhang Xifeng walked in with a bowl of porridge and two pancakes.
The smell of food spread in the air, instantly making the little baby salivate, and his small stomach gurgled happily.
“Are you hungry? Come, quickly eat.” Zhang Xifeng smiled, placed the porridge and pancakes on the wooden table beside the bed, and gave the baby a spoon.
The little baby looked at him and asked gently, "I'm eating, will you hit me?"
Very simple question.
it fell into Zhang Xifeng's ear, but it suddenly made his nose hurt.
She recalled the situation when she brought her baby in for a checkup yesterday.
Except for the clean part of her tiny face, the covered body part of the baby**********long-sleeved was covered in scars from being hit with a cane.
Blue and purple are intertwined, dense.
It's shocking!
I don't know what animal is so cruel to such a small baby.
Zhang Xifeng stuffed the spoon into the little boy's hand, "Mother-in-law didn't hit anyone, and she won't let anyone else hit you, eat it."
Confirmed, Xiaowaer grabbed a spoon, crawled to the bedside, picked up a piece of cake, and hesitantly bit her.
The pair of beautiful disciples watched Zhang Xifeng closely, like wary little beasts.
After realizing that it was completely safe, he relaxed slightly and started devouring it, his eyes looking down towards the shallow crescent moon.
In the baby's memory, he had never gotten enough food since he was still sane.
A bowl of porridge and the two pancakes in front of him were the best for him, and he could be full of this amount!
Thinking of this, Wa'er felt even more satisfied.
"Lzat!" she said.
Zhang Xifeng's eyes turned red for some reason.
While the baby was partying, Zhang Xifeng sat at the end of the bed.
Keep your distance between you and your baby so he is not nervous.
“Good boy, what's your name?” he asked gently.
The little baby stopped while eating, what was his name?
He has no name.
Mom and Dad didn't say his name.
Because she was the eldest child in her family, grandmother called her Da Ya, and her parents called her Xiao Zizi.
Later, strangers called him a little beggar, a beggar.
After a while, Wa'er bit his lip, and said with secret hope in his voice, "My name... Qiqi."
He was seven years old when he died.
After the boy spoke, his eyelashes drooped and he did not dare to lift them, for fear that the old woman would find out his guilt.
He also wanted to have his own name.
"Qiqi's? This name sounds good."
The old woman's praise made the corner of Xiaowa'er's lips silently curl.
liked.
“Qiqi, how old are you?” He heard the old woman ask again.
The little baby subconsciously wanted to answer the seven-year-old, and then remembered that he had been "born again", "I, I am four and a half years old."
"Ah, Qiqi is so smart, she can remember her own age. Then where are you from? Do you know where your house is?"
"I don't have a house." This time Qiqi replied quickly and decisively, "Grandmother, I am an orphan."
Qiqi knew that her family did not want her anymore.
With his previous life experience, plus once again being pushed off a cliff by his mother, he would never get it back in this life.
He can support himself.
As for Qiqi, she was still picking up trash on the street yesterday.
Even though I'm getting younger now, my abilities haven't been lost.
He can make money.
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