Xu Keke opened her eyes again, awakened by the pain in her back.

She looked up, and a whip lashed out at her. Xu Keke had never suffered such a loss in her entire life.

She raised her hand to grab the whip. Her hand stopped in mid-air, and Xu Keke was shocked—it was a child's hand.

This time, she actually ended up in the body of a child.

Snap! She was thrown down again, her back burning with pain, and Xu Keke almost burst into tears.

Before she could move aside, the woman next to her grabbed her and pulled her to the side. She pleaded.

"Ding Tou, the child was just asleep and didn't respond, that's why she's awake, she's really awake!"

Xu Keke nestled in the arms of the frail woman, while the man holding the whip grinned lewdly at her. The smile was directed at her; Xu Keke knew she wasn't mistaken.

She glanced down at herself; this body was no more than ten years old. The woman who had pulled her aside, feigning to comfort her, subtly adjusted her clothes.

The man saw through her action, a malicious smile flashing in his triangular eyes. He moved the whip to Xu Keke's face, tracing it little by little along her body. His yellowed teeth were revealed through his split mouth.

That made Xu Keke feel so disgusted she wanted to vomit.

Finally, with a sharp crack, right next to them on the kang (heated brick bed), the man lashed out with his whip. Seeing the terrified looks on the two women's faces, the man smiled with satisfaction, then swayed and walked out.

After his limping footsteps faded into the distance, the woman looked at Xu Keke with concern, sighed softly, and wiped her hair, saying, "Huihui, stay away from him in the future."

Xu Ke could probably tell that the woman herself didn't believe what she was saying. Because the worry in her eyes had clearly deepened.

The others in the room had already started leaving. Seeing that she was still in a daze, the woman assumed she was stunned, took her hand, and pulled her outside as well. Xu Keke took the opportunity to receive the girl's memories.

This girl named Huihui was from the Chen family in the south. War broke out in the north, and her father, Chen Zikang, fled with his wife and child.

Chen Zikang led the way, with his wife Li Wan following behind, carrying their one-year-old son. The wet nurse led the three-year-old original owner of the body. In the crowded throng, in the blink of an eye, the wet nurse and she were separated from her parents.

When Huihui was 14 years old, the Chen family found her and took her back.

At this time, the Chen family already had a girl named Huihui.

It turned out that the original owner's mother was filled with remorse for losing her and spent her days in tears. To comfort his wife, the original owner's father brought home another girl from outside. This girl was the same age as her, and they also called her Huihui.

The original owner was taken home and lived a peaceful life without worrying about food or clothing for a while. Unfortunately, this happy period did not last long. When the Chen family went abroad, she was left behind again due to an accident.

This time was even worse than the last. This time she encountered an unprecedented disaster: famine and war. Before long, she lost her life in this world.

The original owner's wish was simple, which made Xu Keke sigh deeply: she wanted to live.

Dying is too easy; living is far too difficult for this child. She tried so hard to live, enduring everything, yet she still met a tragic end.

Xu Keke glanced around. It was an old-fashioned factory, everything was dusty and grimy. The women's clothes were tattered and worn. The smell in the room was also unpleasant.

The original owner was raised by a wet nurse for less than a year before being given away. The reason this family adopted her was not because they were wealthy. Rather, they raised her until she was five years old, then sold her to work here.

That disgusting guy, Ding Tou, is a pervert. Before the Chen family came looking for the original owner of this body, she worked at this factory while also being that man's plaything.

The original owner was beaten by him, and he lost hearing in one ear.

According to the original owner's memories from her previous life, the nightmare should have occurred within the last few days. This foreman, Ding Tou, had just killed a young female worker and was now searching for his next target.

The woman with Xu Keke was named Su Ying, and she gave her a push. Xu Keke glanced ahead and saw the female workers taking down a metal lunchbox in order from the cold stone platform outside, and then lining up to get water.

In the original owner's memory, there was no breakfast here in the morning; they lined up to collect water pumped from the well. It was icy cold, and they could do whatever they wanted with the water—drink it or use it for washing.

The reason for restricting their water use was not only because drawing water from the well would take time, but more importantly, because they were afraid that drinking too much water would cause them to need to use the toilet, thus delaying their work.

The female worker in front filled her lunchbox and went to the shed next door. There was a tall, thin female worker there carrying a basin. Everyone who passed by would pour some into it, about a third of it.

On a bench not far away, an obese woman sat with her legs crossed. Three or four women surrounded her. Some were massaging her legs, others were rubbing her shoulders. Another woman sat beside her, talking to her.

In the original owner's memories, the fat woman was called Zhao Di, and the water in the basin was for Zhao Di to wash her face. Relying on her strength compared to the other female workers and her competitive nature, she was the tyrant among them.

From the smallest things like the water for washing her face in the morning, to lunch, and even doing chores for her, this woman would take advantage of any opportunity she could.

The female workers not only had to endure beatings and verbal abuse from their foreman, but they also had to be bullied by her.

The foremen here all knew about this, but no one did anything about it because when this woman became ruthless, even the foremen had to give her some leeway. Over time, she became an accomplice of the foremen.

When it was Xu Keke's turn, she was about to imitate the person before her and pour the water from her teacup into the teapot when Zhao Di lazily raised her hand.

"I don't need hers anymore, I won't need hers anymore."

After saying this, she raised an eyebrow and smiled at the woman next to her. The woman clearly understood what she meant and giggled along with her.

The water was very cold, and Xu Keke took a small sip. Even though it was spring, it still made her shiver.

Su Ying had already followed, "Are you crazy? You just got it and you're already drinking it."

Suying led her to the workshop and placed the water in front of a window where the sunlight could reach it. She watched as the sun shone through the fine dust particles filling the air.

Xu Keke quietly observed everything around her.

A little boy walked past her. He was only five years old, and his name was Yunsheng. He was born in the room where they lived, to the female worker named Huifang.

The child wasn't her husband's, and she didn't know whose it was. So the foreman didn't make her give the child away and allowed her to keep the child there.

The child worked with her; the two of them would put the cocoons into a basin of boiling water, stir them, and then take them out to sift out the impurities.

Looking at the basin full of hot water, I realize that being too small might mean I don't have much strength, but being small has an advantage: others won't think I can do anything.