Many years ago, it was a chaotic era that ate people but did not spit out their bones.
Famine has swept across the entire land. There is no harvest, and the people are struggling to survive. Everyone is struggling on the edge of life and death. There is only the obsession to survive in their eyes, and there is no trace of human warmth.
Mu Lingzhao was still young at that time, hiding alone in a dilapidated and deserted mountain village to survive. It was on the coldest and most desperate day that she found a dying little boy in the withered grass at the entrance of the village.
Later she learned that the child named Xu Mingqing almost died at the hands of her biological mother.
In troubled times, famine and people's hearts are twisted. In order to survive, the desperate mother almost ate her own son. It was the young Xu Mingqing who ran away desperately, stumbling along the way, exhausting all his strength, and finally fell into the withered grass. His whole body was cold and his breath was weak. He was just a little short of being buried forever in that dark and desperate troubled world.
It was Mu Lingzhao who saved him.
She lived frugally, leaving the few coarse grains and sips of warm water she had for him. She guarded the frail little boy and forcefully pulled him back from hell.
Intention: I pray that the God of Wealth will favor me