Chapter 164: Another Dream

At night, she had a dream again.

Somehow, she always dreamed when she stayed overnight outside, her sleep was restless.

Fortunately, this time the dream was not the terrifying scene before death, but her childhood.

It seemed to be a similar early autumn, she and her playmates played under the big pagoda tree. At the intersection, her grandmother, wearing an old-fashioned buttoned robe and embroidered cloth shoes, called out from a distance: "Purple, come home for dinner—"

She ran and jumped home, there was a wooden table in the yard, with two simple dishes and a plate of her grandmother's crispy pickled cucumbers.

While eating, she threw the rice that fell on her clothes to the ground to feed the ants, and her grandmother softly instructed: "Purple, you must study hard, the more you read, the smarter you become, and smart people will never starve wherever they go…"