Chapter 1 Wu Lan

Wu Lans eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes a little, and then heard a voice saying, "The dead girl has woken up and is still pretending to be dead, get up quickly."

Wu Lans head was a bit painful, listening to this voice that was familiar and strange, slowly opened her eyes, and saw a woman with one hand on her waist and the other hand with bright red nail polish pointing at her. The focus of her sight fell on the woman. After a moment, Wu Lan suddenly opened her eyes wide, wondering if she had seen it wrong. How could she see Dou Meili, who was at least 20 years younger - her aunt, that is, her stepmother.

But before she had time to digest this information, a hand reached out, grabbed her collar, and lifted her up from the ground: "You are so old, and you still bully your sister, are you embarrassed?" Dou Meili said, while slapping Wu Lan with her hands, not knowing whether she was slapping the dust or taking the opportunity to whip her. Wu Lan was slapped twice, felt the pain, and finally woke up from the state of shock. She struggled to break away from Dou Meilis hand, retreated a few meters away, and looked at Dou Meili from a distance.

Dou Meili put her hands on her waist and spit: "You dead girl, I slapped the dust off you and you dont know whats good for you, I dont care about you!" Then she turned around, stepped on high-heeled leather shoes, twisted her buttocks and walked into the house.

Wu Lan had no time to care about Dou Meili. Yes, in front of her was the old bungalow yard of her grandmothers house, but this house was demolished more than ten years ago. At that time, the uncles and aunts almost broke their heads for the demolition compensation here. Wu Lan was extremely surprised. Was she dreaming? How could she dream about her childhood, and the feeling was so clear.

She felt a little pain in her head, and something seemed to be hanging on her eyelids, so she raised her hand and wiped it. It was wet. When she looked down, Wu Lan was stunned, not for the bright red blood, but for the bloody hands, a pair of small hands belonging to children. What was going on?

Wu Lan frowned and tried to think. It was just after Double Eleven. She was working overtime to deliver express. After delivering the last express, she was pushing her motorcycle to go home, when something fell from the upstairs and hit her, and then she lost consciousness. This must be a dream. She dreamed of returning to her childhood, and the dream was so clear.

Wu Lan stood in the yard, looking up at the sky. In her sight, there were two parallel electric wires passing through the sky above the yard and disappearing under the eaves. The sky was bright orange-yellow, the sun was setting, and the clouds were as beautiful as burning flames. The cloud was like a galloping horse, and it turned pink under the reflection of the sunset. It was so beautiful!

This dream was so beautiful. Wu Lan couldnt remember how long she hadnt seen such a beautiful sky, nor how long she hadnt had time to look at the sky. Since her mother was paralyzed in a car accident, she was overwhelmed by life every day. Even if she looked down at the road so seriously, she didnt even pick up a dime. Her luck was so bad.

She was staring at the sky, her sight blocked by a figure. Before Wu Lan could see the other person clearly, she was hit on the head: "You stupid girl, your head is broken, why are you still dreaming here, come back and apply medicine!"

Wu Lan reached out and touched her head, why was this dream so clear, and the pain so real. The other person reached out roughly, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her into the house. Wu Lan finally spoke with difficulty: "Grandma?" She heard her own childish voice.

Grandma cursed: "Stupid girl, stupid to death, I want to beat you just by looking at you." Grandmas disgust for her has never changed in her dreams.

Wu Lans grandmother is an extreme hedonist, and she has similar interests with her aunt. She lives for enjoyment and spends every penny. They all dislike Wu Lans mother, and they also dislike her.

Wu Lan felt that this dream was too real. She stretched out her hand, put it in her mouth, and bit it hard. It hurt. She closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously. When she opened her eyes, everything in front of her had not disappeared. Was it real, not a dream? Did she go back to her childhood? Wu Lan was so excited by this fact that she could hardly control herself. Did she really go back to her childhood?

Grandma dragged her to the door of the house, took out the feather duster inserted in the crack of the wall, and dusted her body vigorously, cursing: "You stupid girl, you are eight or nine years old, but you are still so sloppy and rolling on the ground. How could your mother give birth to such a stupid thing like you?"

Grandma was still as disgusted and disgusted with Wu Lan as she remembered. She called her a dead girl and a stupid girl all the time, without a single good word. When she heard this when she was a child, she always felt that she was really dirty and stupid, and inferiority accompanied her throughout her adolescence. But at this moment, she was not hurt at all, and she ignored the words. In her twenty years of life experience, she had experienced more malicious abuse, more serious injuries, and more ruthless attacks than this. She had trained an invulnerable heart. She snatched the feather duster from her grandmother: "Ill do it myself."

Grandma was stunned for a moment and turned to go into the house. Wu Lan dusted the house while looking inside. Dou Meili and her illegitimate daughter Dou Tiantian were sitting in chairs, eating lychees and watching TV. The mother and daughter laughed while eating. Dou Tiantian even provocatively used the tip of her tongue to show off to Wu Lan with a smug look on her face.

Wu Lan remembered this incident. When she was a child, she had a quarrel with Dou Tiantian about eating lychees. Dou Tiantian cried to her mother, and then Dou Meili raised her hand and slapped Wu Lan. Her forehead hit the steps and she fainted directly. She also left a scar that never disappeared in her life. Do you still want to keep this scar now? But this is not the point. The point is that at this time, her parents have not divorced, and Dou Meili has not become her stepmother.

Grandma came out with cotton and red medicine: "Dead girl, come here to apply the medicine!"

Wu Lan stood on tiptoe and tried to put the feather duster back to its original place. Grandma came over impatiently and lifted her chin with one hand: "Dont move."

Wu Lan took a step back: "Ill do it myself." Grandma looked at her impatiently, stuffed the things in her hands, and turned away.

Dou Meili put her legs on another chair, pouted, and spat out a lychee pit, which rolled far away on the ground. She said to Wu Lan with bulging eyes: "Go back and tell your mother that you accidentally hit your head. Otherwise, dont come to my house again."

Wu Lan didnt say anything. She first washed the wound with light salt water, wiped off the blood, and then dipped some red medicine and applied it lightly, hoping that it would not leave a very obvious scar. Because of improper treatment in the previous life, the scar was very obvious and had to be covered with bangs.

After she packed all these, she found her schoolbag and put it on her back: "Grandma, Im going back."

Grandma didnt answer in the kitchen at the back. Dou Meili pouted and said with disgust: "Oh, you crybaby, ugly girl, get out of here, and dont come to my house again."

Dou Tiantian also made a face and said: "Get out!"

Wu Lan glanced at Dou Meili and Dou Tiantian coldly: "Who cares!"

Dou Meili had never seen such a look in her timid and cowardly nieces eyes. She was stunned for a moment, then she was furious and grabbed her shoes and threw them at Wu Lan: "You dead girl, Ill beat you to death."

Wu Lan dodged swiftly and said: "You are just this much, you can only bully me to get a little pleasure, you have lived in vain at such an age." Then she ran away in a hurry.

Dou Meili, one foot bare and the other wearing shoes, jumped out to chase Wu Lan, but Wu Lan had already run away and disappeared. Dou Meili cursed from behind: "Get out, you stinky girl, dont come to my house again!"

Wu Lan left her grandmothers house and walked on the old narrow streets. There were children running and playing in the streets and alleys, and the elderly were sitting at the door chatting. She stretched out her hand and pinched her tigers mouth acupoint. The pain was so clear. It turned out that all this was real. She returned to her childhood. It was great! At this time, her parents had not divorced, and she had not experienced the nightmare that she didnt want to recall for the rest of her life. Her mother had not had a car accident. Everything was still in time. She would have a beautiful life. She wanted to make a good life for herself and her mother.

Thinking of this, Wu Lan couldnt help but burst into tears. Thank God, please dont take it back. She will cherish her current life and love herself and her mother. Wu Lan couldnt help running. She wanted to find her mother. She couldnt wait to see her.

From a distance, Wu Lan saw her mother and her cart. She quickened her pace and was almost tripped by a raised brick. Wu Lan jumped swiftly to avoid the fate of kissing the ground and shouted excitedly: "Mom, Mom!"

Dou Meilin was selling snacks at a street corner. Every day after get off work, the business was very good. She was always busy until seven or eight oclock before closing the stall. She had no time to take care of her daughter, so she let her daughter go to her mothers house for dinner and homework. Suddenly she heard her daughters cry and suspected that she had heard it wrong. She turned her head and saw who it was but Wu Lan.

Wu Lan ran to her mother, hugged her waist, and buried her head behind her: "Mom!" As if she hadnt seen her mother for a long time, Dou Meilin saw her daughter like this, turned her head and asked her: "Lanlan, why are you here? Arent you at grandmas house?"

Wu Lan rubbed her mothers back: "I dont want to be at grandmas house."

"Have you eaten yet?"

"No," Wu Lan smelled the delicious smell and looked at the bags of food on her mothers stall. The spicy pork made by her mother hadnt been eaten for many years, "Mom, I want to eat spicy pork."

Dou Meilin was busy collecting money and had no time to look at her daughter: "If you want to eat, take it yourself. Didnt you say you were tired of it? Why do you suddenly want to eat today?"

Wu Lan said: "Im hungry."

"Why did you run out when you were hungry instead of eating at grandmas house, you kid." Dou Meilin scolded and lowered his head to get things and change money for the guests.

Wu Lan ate the spicy meat with relish. The so-called spicy meat is actually spicy tofu skin. After the tofu skin is fried in oil, it is mixed with chili powder, salt, MSG, spices, sesame, sesame oil and other seasonings. It tastes spicy and crispy. The more you chew, the more delicious it is. It is a favorite snack of local people. Many families can make this, but each family has different methods and the recipes are slightly different. In this regard, a slight mistake can make a big difference. The spicy meat of the Wu family is unique and extremely special, so it is very popular.

The spicy meat of the Wu family is a secret recipe passed down from generation to generation. It is passed down to daughters-in-law but not daughters. Wu Lans ancestors once made a small fortune because of this, bought a few acres of thin land, and were still small landlords. Later, after liberation, the land was confiscated, Wu Lans great-grandfather was overthrown, and his small business became speculation, and his family fell into decline. However, this secret recipe has been preserved.

After the reform and opening up, Wu Lans grandmother returned to her old business. Although she didnt make much money, she still bought the house she lives in now after accumulating money for several years. After her grandmother passed away, only her mother knew the secret recipe.

Dou Meilin had never planned to go out and set up a stall, but the factory was not doing well. She was laid off last year and couldnt find another way to make a living. After thinking for a long time, she decided to set up a stall. Of course, this was because Wu Lans father Wu Huayuan was not in tune. He and Dou Meilin were colleagues in the same factory. He was a salesman. He was eloquent and was known as "Wu Nengren". He was not laid off, but he was always out selling. He didnt see his family many times a year and didnt make much money. Dou Meilin had no choice but to start a small business.

Originally, the small business was doing well and was very popular. It earned more than working. Unexpectedly, the spicy pork of the Wu family was favored by someone, who offered to buy out the recipe and trademark for 50,000 yuan, and was not allowed to sell spicy pork in the future. At that time, the average monthly salary was less than 200 yuan, and the annual income was only about 2,000 yuan. 50,000 yuan was equivalent to the total income of more than 20 years. The Wu family felt that they were hit by a pie. Such a small recipe could actually sell for such a large sum of money. They never dreamed that there would be any objections. They slapped their thighs and sold it!

This sale brought endless troubles. Wu Lan was reluctant to recall this incident. Her family became rich overnight, and her father Wu Huayuan began to feel proud. Wu Lans aunt Dou Meili quickly came over like a fly smelling blood. Dou Meilin became a divorced wife, and Dou Meili became Wu Lans stepmother. It was a ridiculous and funny life farce, but it was true.