The Plane Trading System of the Doomsday Master

With expectations for the future, a family of three rushed to a strange city desperately.

The platform outside the window slowly receded, and unfamiliar steps came into view. Although Zhao Yuxiang was reluctant to leave the barely stable Wan family, being able to live with her children was more important.

In a situation like today, there is no way out~

If you stay here, you may not be able to withstand a severe beating~

The three of them, mother and son, are not in good health, and the family has suffered a great loss. With their temperaments, how could they let them go?

She doesn't want to die, not because she's afraid of death, but if she dies, it will be very difficult for the children even if they survive~

Thinking of this, the remaining nostalgia in Zhao Yuxiang's heart disappeared. She hugged her daughter tightly, the timidity in her eyes faded away, and what was left was yearning and hope for the future.

No matter where you go, you will live better than living with these people, so the further away, the better. They will always be together as a family!

When the Wan family woke up from the severe pain, they faced not only physical pain, but also huge property losses.

The rope around Diao Lanhua was untied, and her first reaction was to rush back to the room. The mess on the floor made her legs weak. Holding Lucky in her arms, she approached the cabinet tremblingly. When she saw something on the familiar furoshiki, They were all gone. In an instant, his eyes were bloodshot, his throat made a hissing sound, his eyes closed, his body fell straight back, and he fainted.

As for Wan Tiezhu, he walked out of the room after waking up, squatting on the wooden threshold at the height of a small bench like a fool, staring at the pear tree in the yard in a daze.

The yard is still my own yard, the wooden sticks and bamboo strips are still there, but the people are gone~

He couldn't understand why in just half a day, he lost his wife, money, and even the newly bought motorcycle. It was obvious that the woman was pinched to death, for the sake of his son and daughter. If you work hard and don't complain, you won't leave no matter how hard you fight, right?

What Wan Tiezhu doesn't understand is that women can give up everything for love, but they can also risk it for their children to live well.

Besides, remarrying is a way for her to earn a living for her children! How could she stay if her way of survival was gone?

On the train, due to extreme panic and exhaustion from running, the family of three fell into a deep sleep. When they woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.

When she opened her eyes, what Zhao Yuxiang saw was her son Gululu's big eyes and her daughter's sleeping face.

"Zhuzhu, are you awake? Are you hungry?" Zhao Yuxiang changed the position of the body in his arms, shook his numb arms, and asked softly.

Yuan Zhu nodded, "I'm hungry, why isn't my sister awake? Even the pigs are asleep."

"Shh, sister is tired. Let her rest for a while, and you drag the package out. There are steamed buns inside." Zhao Yuxiang stopped her son from talking and pointed at his feet.

The little person in her arms was sleeping soundly and breathing evenly. Zhao Yuxiang could not bear to wake her up. Her girl had not recovered from her injury last time. She should have rested for a few more days before going to the ground. She did not expect what happened yesterday. She She is definitely tired. Let her rest now and wake her up for something to eat later.

Yang Ailan had been paying attention to this family of three for a long time. When she got in the car and sat down, she saw the mother and the three sleeping together. They slept all night. When she woke up, they were still asleep. If they hadn't been breathing evenly, She might have thought that they had been unconscious for a long time. How tired were they that they slept for so long? Looking at their clothes, there is no spot that is not worn out. The whole body is covered with patches, and the toes of the cloth shoes under their feet are also exposed. In this era when the people are well-off and live a stable life, it is difficult for them to live such a difficult life. This was the first time she had seen such a hard-working family outside of TV.

"Mom, why are you looking at me again? How rude?" A soft and waxy female voice came close to Yang Ailan's ear, which also brought her out of her thoughts. She smiled awkwardly and touched the top of her daughter's head.

As soon as I came back to my senses, in the blink of an eye, I met a pair of soft and weak eyes. Their eyes were timid, but there was no panic or fear~

The skinny woman's appearance is naturally not much better, but her facial features are not so ugly that people think they are ugly. At the very least, they are passable.

Yang Ailan raised her lips and smiled, giving the other party a gentle smile, and the other party responded with a soft smile politely~

"My eldest daughter, where are you going? Why are you so tired? Where is your man?" Before Yang Ailan had time to speak, the aunt beside her had already taken the lead in asking her the question in her heart. Obviously, she was not the only one. She thinks this family of three is very strange, and she is not the only one who pays attention to this family.

Zhao Yuxiang was a little embarrassed by the kind-faced old lady's question. She subconsciously hugged the little body in her arms tightly, and then looked at her son. Her uneasy mood was revealed. She could tell at a glance that it was probably her first time traveling far away. The defensive mentality is very strong.

"Grandma, my father is working in Jibei. Let's go find him. He is waiting for us over there." The childlike voice solved Zhao Yuxiang's dilemma. She nodded quickly in agreement, not thinking at all why her youngest son lied so much. Slip away.

"Oh, that's good. As a family, it's best to stay together, hahaha..." The old lady cleared up her doubts and lost interest in asking further questions. Poor people, after all, are suffering, it's nothing. It was fun to chat, so I started chatting with the old lady next to me.

Yuan Zhu turned around and muttered something in a low voice that no one could hear clearly. He pulled out the package and took out the golden corn buns (made by the old lady in the morning for lunch), twisted two and put them in Zhao Yuxiang's hand. Then he stuck out his little butt and dug out a large stainless steel water cup (this was Wan Tiezhu's, Zhao Yuxiang thought it was good, so he put it in), "Mom, I'm going to pour hot water, you and your sister have a rest first." The little guy was sensible. He warned, and then ran away without waiting for Zhao Yuxiang to speak.

"Don't burn it~"

"I know~"

Yang Ailan was amused by the interaction between mother and son, "Sister, your son is so sensible, you are blessed~"

Zhao Yuxiang returned a gentle smile and stroked her daughter's dry yellow hair, "Well, they are both very sensible, which is my blessing."

Seeing her mother talking to the person sitting opposite her, Xu Yu also curled her lips and smiled. Both mother and daughter are people with good temperaments. They exude a peaceful atmosphere and are not offensive. They are very approachable just by smiling. .

After pouring hot water, Yuan Zhu and her mother ate until they were full~

In order to save money, the little guy drank a little too much water. He didn't put down the water glass until his belly started to feel bloated. He looked at the package underneath with some greed and stuffed it back silently, "Mom, let's eat when sister gets up."

"Okay, let's wait for sister." Touching her son's head, Zhao Yuxiang couldn't hide the tenderness on her face.

After the meal, Yuan Zhu had slept very well and was not ready to sleep again. After saying hello to Zhao Yuxiang, he started to look around the carriage. Of course, he did not go far and was always in Zhao Yuxiang's sight~

Although it is a car, it cannot be 100% guaranteed to be safe.

Through repeated chats, Yang Ailan discovered that although Zhao Yuxiang looked simple, she was very vigilant.

Things related to their family are almost all diverted by other topics without making people feel too abrupt.

This seemed to be a little different from the mountain people in her impression, and he was unexpectedly smart.

"Sister, have you read books?" This is the biggest question in Yang Ailan's mind.

Zhao Yuxiang was stunned by this question. Her expression was a little strange. She seemed embarrassed and entangled. She didn't respond for a long time.

Unexpectedly, her casual question would embarrass the other party. Yang Ailan was a little embarrassed and wanted to apologize, but Zhao Yuxiang said, "No, I was raised by my father. He was a teacher, but he has passed away several years ago. "Because I did not survive the hardships of those years, I died in pain and with regret.

"Ah~ I'm sorry, I didn't mean to mention the girl's sadness." Yang Ailan did not expect this result, and was also shocked by Zhao Yuxiang's answer~

It can be seen that the old gentleman taught his daughter well~ but this life seems a bit unsatisfactory~

This can be seen not only from her clothes, but also from the bruises on her neck that she tried her best to cover up, but couldn't cover them all~

Until six o'clock in the afternoon, Yuan Zhuan showed no sign of waking up. If his breathing was not even, his whole body was in a relaxed state of deep sleep, which might make Yang Ailan wonder what happened to the child.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Zhao Yuxiang became a little worried and began to try to shake Yuan Zhuan's body, "Zhuan Zhuan, it's time to wake up. You have been sleeping for a long time, Zhuan Zhuan..." The gentle shaking did not make the sleeping child open his eyes. , which also made Zhao Yuxiang feel a little panic.

"Zhuan Zhuan..." When she spoke again, her voice trembled.

Yuan Zhu looked at his sister with a pale face, and then at his mother with red eyes. He grabbed the corner of his clothes with his helpless little hands, "Mom, what's wrong with sister?"

"Zhuanzhuan, what's wrong with you, Zhuanzhuan?" Zhao Yuxiang's movements became bigger and bigger, but no matter how he shook, the little man never responded.