Seeing Su Nanxi's miserable state and her muteness, the Mo family felt pity and said no more.

She was helped into Mo Qinghe's house by Madam Qin and Madam Zhao.

Mo Qinghe is the third son of Old Lady Mo and Su Nanxi's husband!

"I'd like to take a shower, where's the bathroom?"

Su Nanxi gestured with her hands. She was covered in dirt and hadn't showered for days. Even though she was in excruciating pain, she wanted to be clean and comfortable.

Mo Qinghe, sitting in his wheelchair, understood what was happening. He pointed to a dark, small house and said in a cold voice, "There it is."

Qin brought over a set of clean clothes and thoughtfully provided her with a small stool.

Su Nanxi struggled to take off her clothes. The original owner was probably a young lady from a wealthy family, with elaborate clothing. It took her a long time to undress completely. She was already in pain, and then broke out in a cold sweat, completely exhausted.

She has some of the original owner's memories, not many, only vague recollections of recent fragments, perhaps because the original owner suffered amnesia before her death.

Su Nanxi came from an ancient martial arts family, so she knew all too well how she got her injuries. She secretly sighed at how ruthless the person who attacked the original owner of this body was. Fearing that she might not die and the matter would be exposed, they wanted to poison her and make her mute. For some reason, she wasn't poisoned and made mute, but her throat was injured. The original owner had an injury on her head, which was probably the reason for her amnesia.

Su Nanxi sat against the wall for a while, her throat was extremely dry, and she thought to herself, "If only I had a cup of warm water to drink."

A cup of water immediately appeared in my hand, warm and with a faint sweet smell.

Su Nanxi was startled and almost dropped the water glass in her hand.

After a while, seeing nothing unusual, I slowly picked up the cup to look at it; it was a modern glass!

In a flash, she remembered the moment before she fell off the cliff, when the old man grabbed her hand tightly and shouted something to her as she fell, wishing her good fortune.

Did I give her the Ruyi Space?

Su Nanxi turned her wrist and indeed saw a begonia flower mark, but the mark disappeared quickly.

They've hidden themselves?

Su Nanxi immediately closed her eyes, silently recited "enter," then opened her eyes again. She was in front of a modern building. She closed her eyes again, silently recited "exit," and opened her eyes again, returning to the bathroom.

Su Nanxi confirmed that this was a space she could enter and exit freely.

It seems that God has been kind to her; with this space, she can be reborn from the brink of death!

She entered the space again and looked around carefully. Inside, there was a three-story building with a vegetable garden in front of it. Further away, next to the vegetable garden, was an orchard. A spring flowed from the front of the building into the orchard.

She was both hungry and thirsty, so she scooped up some spring water and drank it, then went into the small building to find something to eat.

I felt alive again after eating and drinking my fill; my whole body felt warm, comfortable, and much lighter.

After a thorough wash in the modern bathroom, Su Nanxi was horrified when she saw herself in the mirror. Her face was bruised, swollen, and completely unrecognizable; she looked awful!

She was a great beauty even in modern times!

To live on using the original owner's identity now, one must bear all the pain left behind by the original owner.

Su Nanxi gritted her teeth; this pain wasn't for nothing! Since she was reborn thanks to the original owner's kindness, the original owner's grudges were her grudges. To leave a grudge unavenged was not the way Su Nanxi was!

Fearing that the Mo family would become suspicious, she dared not linger and quickly went out to put on her clothes and leave.

"Third sister-in-law, you finished washing so quickly?" Qin asked.

Su Nanxi nodded, but she understood in her heart that time was relatively slow in space.

The Mo family doesn't eat dinner; they only drink rice porridge.

Grandma Mo brought rice porridge to Su Nanxi to warm her up. She gave Mo Qinghe a few instructions, looked around the room, hesitated several times before finally sighing and leaving.

Su Nanxi looked at the empty rice soup and didn't want to drink it; she was already full.

Mo Qinghe thought she wouldn't like the taste, so he said, "Just drink it, it'll quench your thirst and fill your stomach."

Su Nanxi forced herself to finish the bowl. Being new to the area, she knew these people would overthink things if she didn't drink. Luckily, it was only a small half-bowl; at most, it would just make her feel a little bloated.

What followed was a deathly silence; neither Su Nanxi nor Mo Qinghe could speak.

Su Nanxi looked around the room, but it was too dark to see clearly. Finally, her gaze fell on Mo Qinghe's wheelchair in front of her.

Sigh! A mute man paired with a cripple, what a match!

Suddenly, an idea flashed through her mind: perhaps she could help heal his legs, which would be a way of repaying the family's kindness, and if he wanted to leave in the future, there would be no entanglement.

Thinking about it this way, she tried hard to recall what she could do to heal her legs in the space, but unfortunately there was nothing. She didn't know medicine and didn't know how to diagnose or prescribe medicine.

But considering that he had eaten and drunk his fill and his injuries had healed considerably, there must be something that could cure them. After much thought, he decided that the spring water was the most suspicious.

Oh, there's a stone tablet next to the spring that's inscribed with "Spiritual Spring"!

Su Nanxi was secretly excited; she would know if it worked once she tried it!

There was no wedding night, but both of them understood the situation perfectly well, and they slept fully clothed that night.

Su Nanxi lay on her side facing the wall. Now that she looked like a ghost, she felt perfectly safe and quickly fell asleep.

Unbeknownst to her, someone opened their eyes after she fell asleep and stared at her intently for a long while.

The next day, at the crack of dawn.

When Su Nanxi woke up, Mo Qinghe was no longer there. Faced with everything unfamiliar, she didn't know what to do.

"Hey! You ugly freak! Are you trying to scare me to death? Standing here so early in the morning, trying to frighten me!"

Mo Yunmei clutched her chest and cursed at Su Nanxi, her eyes filled with disgust.

Mo Tiezhu ran over, "What are you doing! What are you yelling about so early in the morning!"

He knew immediately that his younger sister had clashed with the third brother's wife. Knowing Mo Yunmei's personality, he was worried that the third brother's wife, who was not good at speaking, would suffer a loss and upset the third brother. So he quickly put down his axe and came over.

Without saying a word, he grabbed Mo Yunmei by the back of her collar and started walking. Mo Yunmei knew her brother was angry when she saw this, so she didn't dare to yell or curse anymore. She immediately cowered and weakly told her brother to slow down.

Qin Shi came over and pulled Su Nanxi aside, asking her with concern if she was feeling better and that she didn't need to get up so early, but should rest for a few days.

Su Nanxi said she wanted to take a walk. Qin understood and took her for a stroll.

The Mo family's house consisted of only a few rooms and a courtyard, looking very old and dilapidated. The Mo family members' clothes were also patched upon patched, their original colors unrecognizable.

In short, the Mo family is very poor!

What Su Nanxi was certain of was that the Mo family did not eat breakfast!

After getting up in the morning and drinking a few sips of water, everyone went about their own work: the men gathered firewood and farmed, the women did laundry, cooked, and fed the chickens, and the children tended the fire and cleaned.

Su Nanxi wasn't assigned any work, so she helped feed the chickens.

"You ugly monster, get out of our house right now! I don't want you to be my third aunt. My third uncle is so handsome, you're not good enough for him! Get out of here!"

A boy who looked about six or seven years old stood with his left hand on his hip and his right hand holding a wooden stick, pointing at Su Nanxi, who was scattering vegetables to feed the chickens.

Su Nanxi recognized him; he was the second son's child, and she had heard him call Zhao Shi "mother."

Seeing that Su Nanxi didn't move and was calmly looking at him, Mo Dongcheng felt that he had been provoked. His pride got the better of him, so he immediately swung the wooden stick and hit Su Nanxi with all his might.

Su Nanxi never expected this kid to be so wild, starting a fight at the drop of a hat. Caught off guard, she was knocked to the ground.

Mo Dongcheng didn't let up and continued to hit Su Nanxi.

"Mo Dongcheng! What are you doing!"