Quick Wear: Transform Your Life

Chapter 297
"Congratulations to the host for completing the task. The result of the task is excellent. You will be rewarded with [-] experience points, [-] attribute points can be allocated, and you will have three chances to draw prizes for free."

"Four points are allocated to force, and four points are allocated to spiritual power." Lan Xi allocated it very simply, and she also felt the usefulness of mental power for her tasks.

Name: Lan Xi (intermediate tasker)
Gender: Female
XP: 3300
Strength: 52
Luck Point: 20
Charisma: 5
Mental Power: 57
Skills: Zhengyuan Xinfa, Soul Fire

Merit value: 10 points

Lan Xi looked at the attribute board in front of him, what was the merit value that appeared.

Before Lan Xi could ask, the system 6523 explained, "The merit value was given by the Heavenly Dao in the previous world, and it was also because you helped many people, and you helped the Heavenly Dao eradicate the ghost king, so the merit value was given to you. As for the specific use of merit points, the host can explore by himself."

Lan Xi doesn't understand now, and she doesn't force it, but she feels that her soul and body are obviously stronger, which seems to be a good thing.

Still do the task.

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Before Lan Xi opened his eyes, he heard noisy voices around him, scolding, crying, and the child's shrill cry, all of which rushed into Lan Xi's mind, and the body and head were obviously injured Now, Lan Xi felt the throbbing pain in the back of his head, and it was even more difficult to open his eyes.

Finally, when Lan Xi struggled to open his eyes, his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton and he could not make a sound. Lan Xi slowly moved his right hand, trying to support himself.

But before he got up, a woman around 30 years old came into view, and she was wearing a dark green blouse and skirt, and her long hair was a little messy, as if she had been ripped off in a fight with someone before.

Her eyes were red from crying, and the cruel expression on her face hadn't been completely put away. When she saw Lan Xi's right hand, she hurried over to help her.

"Mother's Xuan'er, is your head still hurting? Mother will find a doctor for you right now."

Although the woman's voice was high-pitched, her concern was undisguised.

Lan Xi tried to clear her throat, but her voice was still hoarse, "...water."

Lan Xi always felt that something was wrong, but never mind, her throat was so dry that it was about to smoke.

When the woman heard Lan Xi's words, she burst into joy, then turned around and went to get water, and quickly brought a glass of warm water.

Without Lan Xi's hands, the woman carefully fed Lan Xi two sips of water and drank the water, finally calming down some of the hot itching in her throat.

While Lan Xi was drinking water, a little boy came into the room, about seven or eight years old, covered in mud, even more so on his face, with two long tear marks, and some teardrops in his eyes, he couldn't take his eyes off Looking at Lan Xi.

Although there is no memory of the person who accepted the entrustment, Lan Xi could also understand that the two in front of him were relatives of the original owner, but Lan Xi didn't say much, and then lay down again.

When the woman saw the pale elder son, she didn't bother him. Fortunately, the son woke up. Otherwise, she would be able to lift the roof of Chang's house, especially the third room.

Thinking of this, and thinking of the people waiting outside, she snorted coldly, covered the elder son with a quilt, and then took the younger son, and went out arrogantly, no one who hurt her son could escape,
Since her son is having a hard time, she wants everyone in the Chang family to have a hard time.

Lan Xi first accepted the client's memory.

The original owner Chang Wenxuan, male, 11 years old, has father Chang Erhai, mother Liu Cuie, an eight-year-old brother Chang Wenwu, and a three-year-old younger sister Chang Ling.

They live in Changjia Village, and there are grandparents Chang Zhongzhong and Zhu's above them, so the whole family is not separated. In this dynasty, the elders were there, and there were very few separated families, so the whole family lived together.

Chang Zhongcheng has three sons and one daughter, all of whom are married. The eldest son, Chang Dahai and Tian, ​​have two daughters and a son. The eldest daughter, Chang Qiaoer, is 13 years old, the second daughter, Chang Pan, is 11 years old, and the youngest son, Chang Wenqing, is nine years old.

The third room, Chang Sanhai, and Xiao Zhu's have been married for five years, and they only have a two-year-old daughter, Chang Zhu'er, who is now pregnant again.

The state of Wei, where the original owner was located, unified most of the Central Plains 30 years ago, and then proclaimed himself emperor.

Changjia Village is just an ordinary village in Qingyuan County under the State of Wei. The original owner's family is not a lazy person, not to mention rich and powerful, but they can also guarantee food and clothing.

Although there is some friction when the family lives together, it is normal.

But this situation was broken two years ago. Chang Qiaoer from the big house worked out weird and weird foods, and then sold them in the town, such as pies, or even rice bowls.

Then the big house also sold two food recipes to the restaurant, as well as the lo-mei that is now made at home. It is precisely because of the lo-mei that the Chang family began to gain a firm foothold in the town and opened a snack shop.

The three men in the three bedrooms usually work in the town, and the women take turns to help.

The life of the Chang family has improved little by little. Although they haven't separated yet, they have also built a big brick house, which shows their face in Chang's village.

A year ago, Dafang proposed to send the children to school again. Chang Zhongcheng, the head of the family, thought about the current situation at home, and then slapped him with a big hand, but he didn't send all of them there. He just sent the original owner and Mr. Chang Wenqing of Dafang sent.

The original owner had been out all day before, able to climb trees and steal bird nests, and cross the river to catch fish, but couldn't sit still, so naturally he was not good at studying, and among all the radish heads, he was the tallest, playing with others Less than one piece, as soon as you hear it, you will have a headache and sleepiness.

On the contrary, Chang Wenqing was able to sit still. Although he was two years late in studying, he was not bad.

The original owner also thought about dropping out of school before, but Liu Cui'e refused to agree. You must know that in this era, being able to go to school is a very precious opportunity, especially for farmers.

No matter what, I still need to study for two years, and then I can find a cashier in the town, so I don't have to work hard to farm in the future.

Although the original owner had a bad temper, he also listened to his parents, so he stayed in the school, but every time the test scores were the bottom one.

Therefore, every time the original owner was criticized at home, other people didn't want the original owner to continue reading. After all, the light beam repair costs two taels of silver every year.

Even Chang Zhongzhong even had this idea, but Liu Cui'e sent them back forcefully. The reason was that the family did not lack that little money, and the couple worked day and night, so they could afford the original owner's bundle no matter what. Xiu, and the original owner is the eldest grandson of the Chang family, so he can't be asked to go home to farm in the future.

Chang Zhongcheng also thought of something, and didn't mention it later, but everyone must have a lot of yin and yang in private, but Liu Cuie ignored it all, and just said it, and two pieces of meat were indispensable.

The original owner also didn’t want my mother to be insulted by the third aunt and uncle, so naturally she wanted to study hard, but the original owner probably didn’t have any talent in reading, so she couldn’t learn it no matter what. He couldn't remember what he could remember ten times.

(End of this chapter)