Chapter 1： rebirth

Han Yingxue was awakened by the noise outside, opened his eyes again, but found a strange environment.

She rubbed her eyes, trying to make sure she was dreaming.

Han Yingxue is a top Chinese agent who was sent to steal top secrets from foreign countries during his last mission. But I didn't expect it to happen this time.

She was discovered by foreign state security agencies, was heavily bombed, fled with blood all over her body, and finally...

Han Yingxue rubbed his forehead, feeling a little sore. But at this moment, a memory from another person emerged in her mind.

She crossed! Reborn in this body now. The most important thing is that the original owner of this body is still a fool!

Han Yingxue looked around at the surroundings, the ruined thatched house with a bed and a table, almost nothing. The room was dark and damp, with a faint musty smell.

Her throat was a little dry, she got up with some difficulty, poured a glass of cold water into her stomach, and her throat felt a little better.

"Ah~ my son! How did you do it like this!"

"Woooooo..."

"My child's father, wake up, don't scare me!"

“…”

There was another commotion outside the house.

Han Yingxue frowned. She always liked cleanliness and didn't like noise, but it was obvious that something important had happened outside.

These people were crying, and there was also the voice of the original owner's mother, the Zhao family.

Han Yingxue dragged her seriously ill body out of the house.

When she came out, there were already a lot of people in the yard.

There are a dozen or 20 people in the Han family, plus the people in the village, the yard of the Han family is full.

Han Yingxue saw a middle-aged man lying on the ground, covered in blood, while her mother, Mrs. Zhao, was rushing on the man's head, crying miserably.

"My child, wake up, wake up, don't scare me!"

Han Yingxue's brows twitched, her chest was a little stuffy, she knew that this emotion didn't belong to her, but came from the original owner.

The man lying on the ground at the moment is the father of the original owner, the fourth child of the Han family.

"Fourth, don't scare mother!" Another earth-shattering cry came in. Mrs. Han also burst into tears on the ground.

"Daddy, Daddy... woo woo, Daddy..." The two boys and one girl also rushed to Han Lao Si's side, sobbing.

The atmosphere of the Han family was a little depressing.

The surrounding villagers also sighed.

"Dad, the doctor is here!" The fifth member of the Han family pushed aside the crowd, and panted to the old man Han.

"My child's father, you have to hold on, the doctor is here, you will be fine!" Zhao Shi said.

The fifth member of the Han family invited the village doctor, who was rushing over with a medical box, squatting on the ground, and carefully examining the wound of the fourth member of the Han family.

"Hey..." The old village doctor sighed and shook his head.

"Doctor Li, how is my fourth child, can there be any help?" Seeing the old village doctor's face, Mrs. Han asked anxiously.

"There is so much blood that I can't save it, so hurry up and prepare for the funeral!" said the old village doctor, and then packed the medicine box. Even though he was used to seeing life and death as a doctor, the old village doctor was still somewhat sympathetic.

"Wow…"

The old village doctor said something, and the few people around the fourth child of the Han family cried even more fiercely.

and Han Yingxue's eyes were a little red.

Although the fourth child of the Han family is not his real father, there are still memories of the original owner in her mind.

The daddy in my memory was very caring for her. In her previous life, she was an orphan and had never experienced family affection, but this father in the original owner's memory could make her heart feel warm.