Upon hearing this, Su Hua immediately understood their meaning. She wiped her eyes, her gaze carrying just the right amount of confusion.

"When I fainted in the dilapidated temple, I vaguely saw a large river and an old woman. She was trying to feed me soup, but for some reason, just as the soup was about to reach my lips, she suddenly flicked her finger and touched my forehead, and then..."

Before she could finish speaking, Su Bai exclaimed, "Dahe, Granny—"

"That's the River of Oblivion, and Meng Po is here! Waaah, my Hua'er, my poor Hua'er."

Two streams of hot tears streamed down Su Bai's face. As she cried, she kowtowed deeply to the west, saying, "Thank you, Meng Po, for saving my daughter's life. I will burn incense and pray to Buddha every day to express my gratitude to Meng Po for her great kindness."

When the three Su brothers and their three grandchildren saw Su Bai kneel down, they knelt down without saying a word.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After three solid heads were kowtowed, the foreheads of the men were all bright red.

Seeing that Su Bai was still sobbing, Su Erhu's eyes flickered slightly as he comforted her, "Mother, this is a good thing. We shouldn't cry. Besides, do you remember what that old monk said when Hua'er was born thirteen years ago?"

“Thirteen years ago?” Su Bai murmured involuntarily.

“That’s right.” Su Erhu gave his two brothers a look and helped his mother up. He slowly said, “On the day you gave birth to Hua’er, countless birds perched in our yard and sang for a whole day and night. When Hua’er was born with a stone bracelet in her mouth, the old monk even said that as long as our little sister survives the ordeal before her coming-of-age ceremony, she will have countless days of wealth and honor in the future.”

Back then, he was only five years old, a little boy with a pigtail sticking straight up.

Although I am at an age where I don't remember much, I still remember the scene of thousands of birds paying homage to the phoenix that I saw that day very clearly, even after thirteen years. I will still remember it even after another ten or twenty years.

At that time, everyone in the village came.

Everyone envied the Su family for having a little lucky baby, saying that the Su family's poor days were coming to an end.

But later, as little Su Hua grew up day by day.

However, everyone discovered that Su's little Fu Bao was actually mentally challenged.

The Su family has also caused quite a few laughs.

Life is getting poorer and poorer.

"Of course I remember." Su Baishi came back to her senses, her rough hands stroking the stone bracelet on the girl's wrist, a warm smile on her face. "What do I care about wealth and status? I only want Hua'er to live a peaceful and healthy life, that's enough for me."

Su Hua was shocked to hear this.

The original owner is thirteen years old this year, and will soon be of marriageable age. So, does this tribulation before the marriageable age refer to what happened today?

But the original owner is no longer here; the one who is alive now is Su Hua from the 21st century.

Could it be that her time travel was inevitable from the very beginning?

Moreover, the original owner was actually born with a stone bracelet in his mouth...

Looking at the sky-blue bracelet on her wrist, Su Hua couldn't help but recall the white light she had seen in the dilapidated temple.

Could there be some hidden secret in this broken bracelet?

"Mother, little sister, the steamed egg custard and rice porridge are ready." Zhao's gentle voice came from the kitchen.

Su Hua looked up and saw a bowl of golden steamed egg custard, topped with a layer of tender green scallions, steaming hot and emitting a fragrant aroma. Her stomach rumbled loudly, a sound that could be heard by almost everyone in the courtyard.

She felt inexplicably embarrassed.

"Hua'er must be hungry. Come on in." Madam Su hurriedly got up and asked Madam Zhao to bring the food to the main room. She took the spoon and said, "This steamed egg custard is the most fragrant when it's hot. Eat quickly, don't go hungry."

Su Hua took the spoon, scooped out a piece of golden egg custard, and subconsciously wanted to put it in her mouth.

Then I heard a soft swallowing sound.

Turning my head, I saw three little children staring intently at the table, with the youngest, Chunhua, drooling incessantly.

Su Hua suddenly remembered that the Su family only ate two meals a day, one in the morning and one in the evening.

In fact, not only the Su family, but most families in Shanghe Village only eat two meals a day.

It's not that they don't want to eat, but that they simply can't afford it. Although everyone works tirelessly in the fields all year round, after paying taxes on the harvested rice, there's not enough left to fill their stomachs. In years of famine, let alone having a proper meal, even two meals a day are a luxury.

But Su Hua was an exception in Shanghe Village.

From a young age, she was pampered by her family because of the "Little Lucky Baby" incident.

Even the character 'Hua' in her name was chosen by a fortune teller in town at a special cost of one tael of silver by Su Bai. As for the names of the three Su brothers, when the old man was still alive, he dreamed of a tiger and casually named his eldest son Da Hu. The names of his two younger brothers were also chosen in the same way. It was as perfunctory as it could be.

In addition, regarding food, Xiao Suhua has eaten rice three times a day since she was a child, and all the eggs laid by the family's old hen have gone into her stomach.

Later, it was discovered that Xiao Fubao was mentally challenged. Instead of disliking her, the Su family doted on her even more.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have developed such a lot of fat.

However, over the years, the Su family seems to have been cursed.

Nothing goes smoothly, nothing grows, and everything dies.

When Old Man Su was alive, he had accumulated a full twenty acres of fertile land. However, after Su Hua was born, no matter how carefully Su Bai took care of the land, the crops in the land grew worse year by year. While others could produce two shi of grain per acre, they could only produce one shi of grain with all their efforts.

The Su family doesn't believe in superstitions; over the years, they've raised pigs, sheep, and fish.

But the piglets, painstakingly raised for a year and ready to be slaughtered and sold for meat at the end of the year, suddenly died.

As for the sheep, half died and half ran away, and those that ran away eventually became wild goats.

As for the fish, they couldn't even find its dead body.

The only animals that could be raised were chickens, but these chickens only ate and didn't like to lay eggs. If it weren't for the wild vegetables they foraged and the earthworms they dug, they could have enough to eat for a day. Raising them would have been a completely unprofitable business.

Su Baishi, a woman with several children, had to sell her land to make a living. She sold one mu of land a year, and now she only had seven mu left.

However, the Su family always told outsiders that it was because they refused to do it, and never let Su Hua suffer any grievances.

"What are you looking at?" Madam Su glared at her three grandsons at the doorway of the main room. "This is your aunt's food. Don't even think about taking a bite. The rice seedlings will be planted in the field soon. If you don't want to take a nap, go to the field and pull weeds..."