A travel novel, the heroine has the space to wash the bone marrow and the spiritual spring.

Golden Fox under the Moon "Beauty Crossing the Prince (Saving the Prince/Fuchuan)"

At the beginning of the Sino-Japanese War, Ningyuan City in Huangliangguo was flooded, killing more than 100,000 people, and the once prosperous city suddenly became a desolate and bleak place.

There is a cowshed in the middle of nowhere, and a dozen refugees who have escaped from Ningyuan City are resting in twos and threes.

I looked at the gray and cold weather, and then looked down at the clothes wet by the rain. Luo Xiyu's thin, palm-sized face showed a trace of gratitude. Fortunately, fortunately, the body was only eleven years old, dry and thin, and did not attract much attention. Otherwise, it will grow a few years old. Such thin wet clothes clung to her body, wrapped her hips and exposed her chest. She doesn't need to be a person. I remembered the two insulted girls on the road two days ago.

Shaking his head, his thin arms began to hold some wet firewood in his arms. How can you easily find dry firewood to burn in such a rainy day? She had a hard time finding these wet logs, and her fingers were cut, so she couldn't care less about the blood beads. Seeing the fire in the wooden shed, she began to speed up her steps.

If you don't walk fast, I'm afraid you won't even be able to eat brown rice when you come back. She has been hungry for two meals. If she doesn't eat something, she will starve to death.

When she was about to run at high altitude, she stepped into a puddle and suddenly fell down beside the horse. A piece of wood still bit her chin, which made her cry. When she was lying on the ground, she closed her eyes and thought of giving up on herself. Forget it. Such a life is really impossible. Maybe she can go back after she dies.

Luo Xiyu's original name is Cheng Lan, and her family is engaged in the business of planting flowers and herbs. When she caught up, she really made a windfall. With the growing business at home, her mother suddenly fell ill, but it was always bad again and again. After a year or so, grandma worried that her father would donate tens of thousands of dollars to the temple to worship Buddha, eager for mercy from the Buddha. Coincidentally, within half a month, her mother's illness was cured.