Lin Yuxi woke up to find herself transmigrated into a novel set in a specific era. After only one day as a capitalist's young mistress, her home was raided, and she was sent to the countryside!...
She had heard that Lin Yuxi had killed both wolves. So what if she was demoted? As long as she could control her son, she didn't care about being demoted.
"I don't want to."
Zhou Kaifang glanced at her and left immediately. Lin Yuxi had delicate skin and looked like she couldn't cook.
He was supported by his mother, and if another child came, he would have even less to eat. Without thinking, he turned and left.
"Zhou Kaifang! If you dare to leave, I'll break your legs."
No matter how much Aunt Zhou called after him, he wouldn't listen, and even covered his ears and ran faster.
Lin Yuxi happened to be standing in the courtyard. Upon hearing the sound, she glanced at the two figures indifferently before looking away.
It just looked vaguely familiar.
...
Night fell over the entire Qinghe Village.
It was completely silent except for the croaking of frogs. Under the cover of darkness, a person with their head covered, carrying a bucket, groped their way toward the mud-brick house, glancing around from time to time. Finally, they poured the water from the bucket onto the ground and quickly left.
One night passed.
Lin Yuxi woke up exceptionally early today. As soon as she opened the door, a stench swept over the entire mud-brick house. The ground was covered with disgusting excrement and urine, which had been spilled all over the yard. Even the bamboo surrounding the yard was still covered with a clump of yellow excrement.
Her face immediately darkened, her gaze sweeping around her, her voice icy, "Who threw this excrement?"
People passing by the courtyard gate covered their mouths and noses, fleeing in disgust.
Unexpectedly, just one night later, the Lin family's courtyard was splashed with excrement, and the stench of feces was overwhelming.
The windows of the adobe house were at the back, so she couldn't smell anything; otherwise, she would have rushed out and caught the person last night.
Zhang Shufang was standing in the courtyard at this moment; the two houses were not far apart.
Upon hearing that Lin Yuxi's house had been splashed with excrement, he immediately sneered, "Oh, finally someone couldn't stand it anymore. A capitalist who's been demoted is doing easy work all day, while we're the ones who are working ourselves to the bone."
Zhang Shufang held the clothes in her hand, her words full of provocation.
Her voice was loud, and almost everyone around could hear it.
"Why don't they go to work? It's the same kind of labor, but we sweat much more than they do."
Zhang Shufang stood in the courtyard, her words sarcastic and unsettling.
Lin Yuxi frowned, her gaze fixed on her. Even from a distance, she could see the gloating look on her weathered face.
Her expression turned cold, and she raised her voice, "Zhang Shufang, have you eaten too much chicken poop? Your mouth stinks so much! Or are you the one who threw the manure in front of my house!"
"Pah! You brat, don't try to frame me for anything, don't try to throw all sorts of dirty water on me. You've offended people, who can you blame?" Zhang Shufang spat, her face flushed red. The mere mention of chicken droppings made her want to vomit.
But thinking about how she had finally managed to eat meat yesterday, and with so many monks and so little porridge, she held back.
Lin Yuxi curled her lips and sneered, "I thought you were getting revenge for me throwing chicken droppings in your mouth and dumping manure in my house a few days ago. Since you didn't do it, why are you still stirring up trouble?"