I raised a kid and made desserts in the 1990s

Dressed as cannon fodder

Dressed like cannon fodder,

Ning Ling just opened her eyes and found herself lying on a small wooden bed with a pink cotton quilt and a tungsten lamp hanging above her head. The whole room was dark, and the tightly drawn plaid curtains let in a weak light. Sunlight.

Ning Ling frowned, sat up from the bed and looked around, what's going on, where is this place? Why are you here when you are obviously sleeping at home?

Did someone kidnap her?

Ning Ling was just about to get out of bed, and then strange memories came to her one after another, and Ning Ling understood immediately.

Is she wearing a book?

What I wore was a period novel that I read before going to bed. The novel tells the story of a young man who struggled to grow into a business tycoon. The male protagonist was occupied by his aunt when he was young. He was also scolded and abused by his aunt. After escaping from his aunt's clutches, Later, the male protagonist grew up stumblingly, created his own business empire, and embarked on a road of revenge and slap in the face.

And now she is dressed as the first person to be slapped in the face by the male protagonist, and the aunt who can only pick up garbage in the end, a cannon fodder villain who is the most hated by the male protagonist.

Ning Ling was a little sad. No wonder she felt something wrong after falling asleep. Could it be that she didn't turn off the gas and died of gas poisoning, and then her soul drifted into this book?

It would be better for her to dress up as anyone than the male protagonist's aunt.

Although she was a little depressed, Feifei was optimistic by nature, and Ning Ling quickly relaxed again.

That's right, Ning Ling was not a human originally, but a little magical beast that could relieve people's worries.

This was not her first time traveling through time. At first, she just slept and became an ordinary girl in human society. Ning Ling worked hard to actively integrate into human society, went to school to read and learn how to make desserts, and then opened her own dessert shop. The happy atmosphere in the store made the customers very happy to take care of the business, and Philip made a lot of money.

Just when Ning Ling was counting the small coins and planning to lie down and retire, she wore it again.

Although the object of time travel is cannon fodder, at least he has lived again, and the male protagonist has not grown up yet, he is only a six-year-old child, so everything can be saved.

Ning Ling felt that as long as she did not abuse the male protagonist, the male protagonist would have no reason to retaliate against her.

It's just that she has to make money again to prepare for retirement.

Just as he was thinking about his plans in the new world, a small voice sounded.

A boy wearing a white and yellow short coat came over with a basin of water in his hand and a pair of plastic slippers on his feet. His hair was withered and yellow, his small face was thinned into a thin line, his eyes were evasive, and he was wearing a pair of plastic slippers. The ribs can be vaguely seen, the exposed short black arms and calves are covered with bruises, and the corners of the mouth are also red and swollen.

They were all beaten by the aunt of the original owner.

Ning Ling thought about it. She didn't have a house of her own and had to live in the little boy's house temporarily. As a reward, she should take care of the child temporarily.

The child didn't seem to expect that she had woken up. The enamel basin in his hand was almost unsteady. After letting go for a moment, the basin fell down a little. However, he quickly reacted and hugged the basin tightly, but there was still a little water overflowing. came out, leaving a puddle of water on the floor.

The child immediately panicked and glanced at Ning Ling hastily. Panic flashed across his face and his body shrank.

This is an unconscious muscle reaction after being beaten for a long time.

He was afraid that his aunt would get angry and hit him again.

The child was frozen and didn't know what to do.

Ning Ling tried her best to lower her voice and said, "Bring me the water. I want to wash my face first."