In the southwest corner of London, in Surrey, there is a small Huijin district. Anna lives here, No. 8 Privet Drive. The location of the house is not very good, and there is a small social park nearby, which is always noisy.
But the beauty Lena likes it so much that she bought the house with full payment. "After marrying to M Country, I almost forgot what this social park looks like."
Buying a house with full payment is not a popular trend now, especially for such an old house. Some neighbors even secretly laugh at Lena for being stupid and rich.
But half of them are right. She is indeed rich.
As a best-selling fantasy novelist, Lena is the only beneficiary of her husband's accident insurance.
Anna has been in this little girl's body for a year. Compared with the saying that the soul occupies another person's body, the word exchange is more accurate, because the two people's wish when they mistakenly entered the space-time crack is "to have a different life."
The little girl takes over Anna's body, which is a heart disease lady whose parents died early and who has a huge amount of money.
Anna takes over the body of the little girl whose father died unexpectedly, who was bullied in M Country's school and suffered from depression, but who did not dare to tell her mother.
The two reached an agreement. Anna will protect her family on behalf of the little girl, and the little girl will go to a place where no one will bully her.
Anna is very satisfied with the healthy body now. Although it is a little thin, she can't help but feel excited when she feels that her heart is beating normally.
Seeing a familiar figure in the distance, Anna quickly walks over.
It is a short lady with gray hair, wearing a hairnet, a light pink velvet robe that looks like pajamas, and a pair of thick cotton slippers on her feet. She is Arabella Feige, a cat lover who lives on Wisteria Road.
"Good evening, Mrs. Feige."
Mrs. Feige tilts her head and looks over the wooden fence covered with green plants, staring at a small garden of a house, as if she is looking for something.
Anna looks over. There is nothing in the garden except a glass greenhouse, a swing, and a children's climbing frame. It is neatly kept.
"Anna!"
Mrs. Feige was a little surprised. She didn't expect to meet someone she knew here, but she quickly calmed down. "Good evening, dear!"
Looking at Mrs. Figg's dress, Anna was a little surprised. A decent British lady would not go out in pajamas at night. "Mrs. Figg, are you looking for the cat?
I can help if you need me. "Mrs. Feige had many cats in her house. Anna guessed that the cats had escaped.
"Oh, thank you, dear. My cat is fine. I just … came out for a walk …" Mrs. Feig frowned as if she suddenly realized that her dress was inappropriate.
Anna seemed to have no intention of asking why a middle-aged woman would walk across two blocks in her pajamas in the middle of the night. So she nodded and said, "Mrs. Figg, I'm going to walk the cat. Goodbye!"
"Goodbye, child!" Feige watched as Anna turned the corner and glanced at the garden. He sighed and turned to leave.
If you're not active in watching the melon, there's something wrong with your thinking!
Anna's head popped out from the corner — so what was Mrs. Figg looking at?
Anna couldn't wait to go back to where she was. She observed for a long time. Except for the fact that the garden was very clean, she didn't see anything special.
She walked to the front door of the bungalow. It was a bungalow with the same layout as hers, and the number was "4 Privet Drive."
Anna checked her mailbox. There was a letter stuck in the mailbox — Vernon Dursley … Anna didn't remember him.
In fact, it was only natural. Anna had only moved here for about a month. She had applied to transfer to a community elementary school, and she would have to wait until the next semester to go to school. It was only November now, and Anna didn't know many neighbors except for Mrs. Figg at the pet shop.
Of course, it could also be because Anna didn't like to go out in winter. After all, Lena became familiar with the neighbors in just a week after she moved here. Yesterday, a woman with golden curly hair delivered a pie to her door — although Anna didn't see this woman, she was sure that her cooking was … not good.
The bottom of the pie was a mess. God knows how Anna finished it. "Baby Anna, we can't waste other people's kindness." I know, I know, the kind beauty Lena.
Seeing that there was no pie to eat, Anna decided to walk the cat somewhere else. She pulled the cat leash, which caused Snow the cat to meow unhappily. Snow the cat lay on the ground and didn't want to move.
[Newbie Benefit: Melon Eater Radar activated, detecting …]
Eh?
Eh eh eh?!
"Ka …" There was a sound from the door of the Dursley's house. Someone was unlocking the door with a key.
[Scan Successful: Discovered Pending Melon (System Prompt: Completed a melon eater task, unlocking other functions of the system)]
A slender blonde woman walked out from behind the door. A pair of light-colored eyes blinked. She saw Anna, and when her gaze moved to Anna's cat, Snow, she frowned. Perhaps it was a little exaggerated, but Anna had to admit that her gaze really made people uncomfortable. It felt like she was using a magnifying glass to find out your shortcomings.
"Hey!
You! "The woman walked over to Anna.
Oh!
Anna exclaimed. Her neck was almost twice as long as a normal person's. She was wearing a low-necked pajama, which made the length of her neck particularly prominent. It was obvious that she was trembling a little. She must have rushed out when she heard the cat's meow and forgot to put on a jacket. Her golden curly hair hung weakly on both sides of her body …
Oh … Wool curly hair. Could it be that yesterday's pie was made by her?
"Oh!
Sorry to disturb you, madam. I'm just passing by with my cat! "Anna's intuition told her that there was something fishy about this long-necked woman.
Seeing that Anna's attitude was good, the long-necked woman swallowed the harsh words that were about to come out of her mouth and strode over with a scrutinizing gaze.
While Anna was sighing in her heart, "What a long neck!", the long-necked woman was also sizing up Anna.
"Let me see, let me see, where did this poor —"
She looked at the seemingly expensive swan necklace on Anna's neck and the decent woolen coat on her body.
"— — Wild child, compared to our Dudley, you're simply too weak. Look at this thin body … Dark green eyes look like broken marbles. This brown curly hair is simply a nightmare, it's scary … Relax Penny, you can handle her. You're the best."
The long-necked woman, Mrs. Penny, raised a confident smile, even though the cold made her look neither fish nor fowl. "This … little friend, your cat didn't pee near my mailbox, right?"
"Oh, I believe that cats don't pee on other people's mailboxes. Snow is very polite and wouldn't mark off the area casually." Anna tried her best to answer the question innocently, and at the same time, she hoped to get more useful information.
"Are you Madam Dursley?
The pie you sent yesterday was very delicious. "
"Oh!
Is that so?
You're the child of the Lawrence family?
You're Anna, right?
I don't mind if you call me Madam Penny. "
The expression on Penny's face was much more sincere. Perhaps it was because she knew that the mistress of the Lawrence family was a pitiful person who had just lost her husband, so there was nothing to be jealous of. She even felt that Anna's' marble-like 'green eyes were cute.
"Okay, Madam Penny. Then, goodnight. I'll visit again another day."
Anna estimated that it was almost time. If she went back later, Lena would nag her again. She was ready to leave and come again next time.
"Okay." Madam Penny seemed to like this kind of daily conversation. "Next time, welcome …" A cold wind blew, and Penny's wool curls trembled in the air.
Puff!
A wigged giraffe shivering in the cold wind.
"Huh!"
Anna felt that she was hallucinating. Did Mrs. Penny's neck stretch out just now?
Although it was long enough, just now it really … broke through the sky.
What's going on?
Is it my system?
Anna was a little nervous.
Penny covered her neck in panic and shouted angrily at the open door of the bungalow.
"Harry!"
In the storage room under the stairs, a head that had been sticking out quickly shrank back.
Anna was confused in the cold wind. Harry?
[Discovered Gourd Series Mission: The Boy Who Survived a Disaster]