Chapter 7

After returning to the backyard, Han Meng distributed the food from the food box to several servants she was currently familiar with, including the housekeeper.

A bright moon hangs in the sky, a cool night breeze blows, and a few people huddle around a stone table to enjoy her bounty.

"Miss, won't you eat something?"

Han Meng said dejectedly, "How can I eat anymore? So much money, where am I supposed to go?" Her nonchalant attitude in front of her cheap father was all an act. She dared to say that even a god couldn't earn that much in a short period of time!

Even if she really made Chen Miaoyin and the others work overtime every day, the pharmacy's customer traffic is only so much right now. Too early or too late won't bring in many more customers, and it will only increase labor costs.

Xiao Liu: "You've become much more motivated than before..."

Others chimed in.

Before... yeah, let's see if the original owner can offer any help! Han Meng seemed to have grasped at a lifeline, and rushed back to her boudoir, rummaging through drawers and cabinets.

The original owner of this body in the book studied business. No matter how love-struck she is, she always has books on the subject, and maybe she can find a way to make the pharmacy bigger and stronger in them.

Of course, the most crucial question is whether she has any money saved up. If the amount is substantial, Han might consider using it temporarily.

Before long, she had found all the professional books.

I skimmed through the list, but still couldn't find a way to make a lot of money in a short period of time.

"In the era of print media, it's practically impossible to suddenly become a sensation." Seeing that professional books couldn't save her, Han Meng slumped to the ground and sighed.

After a moment of deep thought, she realized she couldn't give up easily, so she stood up again and continued searching.

She even opened her diary, trying to see if there was any money tucked inside.

As she expected, nothing happened.

However, she discovered that the contents of the diary were quite different from some of the truths she had originally believed.

Although it's called a diary, judging from the dates, the original owner's diary entries were written at irregular intervals; sometimes she would only write one every few months, and sometimes she would write one every few days.

Sunday Sunny

I met that girl! I don't know why, but the first time I saw her face today, I couldn't help but be sarcastic towards her.

Am I jealous because Brother Shen knows her too?

But it's their first time meeting, so why should I be jealous?

There seems to be a voice deep inside me urging me to hurt her.

Friday, light rain

I didn't run into that girl today, but I realized I seemed a bit strange.

The mung bean cakes Mom made for lunch were delicious. Before my brother went abroad to study, he always loved to fight me for them, but now his share is mine.

I really wanted to eat it myself, but after eating just one, my stomach felt a little uncomfortable. I thought I'd save it for tomorrow, but in the end, I held up an umbrella and shared the mung bean cake with Brother Chen.

Sigh, I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm out of control, especially when it comes to Brother Shen.

Brother Chen accepted my mung bean cakes, but I secretly saw him give them to that girl as well. The girl refused them, so he threw them all away...

I don't want to like him anymore!

Heavy snow on Thursday

I think I understand what's going on.

I'm like a puppet, I don't have complete control over my body's behavior, I've been like that since I was little.

Towards my loving parents and brother, I must rebel, I must make them angry, I must have a bad relationship with them... because I am often guided by inner voices that say I am a disrespectful and willful rich girl, and only by doing this can I fit the character setting.

What are the character settings?

Am I destined to fall in love with Shizumikawa?

Or do I have to bully Chen Miaoyin?

I want to change these things. Today, standing before the well, I said to my reflection in the water, "I don't like the Chenjian River."

Tuesday, cloudy

I tried to resist.

Wang Ao taught me a method to drive Chen Miaoyin away, which was too vicious. I had someone lock me in the house, so I didn't do as Wang Ao said, and Chen Miaoyin was indeed not harmed.

Then I inexplicably fell ill for a week, to the point of being delirious.

This illness almost made me forget myself.

I sprained my ankle in the yard, and when I went to the hospital I ran into Chen Miaoyin. I couldn't control myself and hit her.

This can't go on. I can tolerate being ignorant, unruly, and willful, but I don't want to be a bad child...

The last page of the diary was covered in scribbles and corrections, with several blurred or blurred areas on the page.

Han Meng could barely make out the contents of this page:

Countless times I've wondered why it had to be me. Recently, I've tried various methods to break free from that invisible control, but I've found that the part of me that is truly myself is becoming less and less...

so,

This is the only option I have left.

I'm sorry, Dad, Mom, brother, I love you.

Han Meng touched the slight wrinkles on the page, her emotions unable to calm down for a long time.

So this is the real reason why the original owner committed suicide. It wasn't because she couldn't stand the rumors and the disgrace, but because she went to pursue freedom.

The original owner was confined to the framework of a villainous female supporting character, and all her actions had to conform to the character's setting. In the end, unable to bear being controlled, she chose to commit suicide. These things are not visible at all in the original plot.

Since the original owner of this body has an inescapable character setting, what about the other characters in the book? For example, Han Xianfei, the Lu family, and others, are their various behaviors also constrained by their character settings, which is why they have to arrange marriages for her?

Approaching the problem from this angle might help resolve it.

Han Meng frowned and pondered deeply. The more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed. She had to investigate.

Due to his identity, it was not convenient for Han Xianfei to investigate for the time being. Lu Jinxian, a sickly man, was also quite frightening to collapse from time to time. Therefore, she decided to make the head of the Lu family her first target for investigation.

The other party is a local celebrity, so many things about him can be found out from various sources, and his temperament and character can be roughly discerned from them.

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That day, she was ready to go to the Lu family's house, but before that, she went to the traditional Chinese medicine pharmacy as usual.

When I arrived, I happened to run into an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor who was carrying his medicine box and was about to make his rounds.

It's been raining for the past few days, making the roads damp. Plus, the old Chinese medicine doctor is quite old, so he walks with a limp.

Han Meng: "Are you going to make house calls?"

The old Chinese medicine doctor said, "Yes, there's a child in Xiqin Village who often catches colds and fevers. We had an appointment to see him regularly. Alas, it's just bad luck that this awful weather has flared up my rheumatism."

Looking at the old Chinese medicine doctor's gray hair, hunched back, and unsteady steps, Han Meng felt a little sorry for him and said, "Xiqin Village is very far from here, and you can't get a rickshaw on a rainy day. I'll go."

The other person thought he had misheard and laughed, saying, "Don't joke around, even Miaoyin isn't qualified to make house calls."

"It's just a cold and fever. Just write down how to treat it and I'll follow your instructions."

Chen Miaoyin and the accountant also advised the old Chinese medicine doctor to do so.

Chen Miaoyin looked at Han Meng with admiration in her eyes: "Miss Han may not know much about medicine, but she is very serious and meticulous in her work, and she is gentle and sincere to people. She will definitely be fine."

The traditional Chinese medicine doctor hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed.

Taking the opportunity, Han Meng patted Chen Miaoyin's head again, "Don't be so polite in the future, just call me Han Meng, we are friends."

It has to be said that the female lead's innocent and pure charm not only attracts the male lead but also touches Han Meng's heart.

In the light rain, Han Meng held an oil-paper umbrella in one hand and a medicine box in the other, embarking on her house call for the elderly traditional Chinese medicine doctor with mobility issues, gradually disappearing into the crowd.

The accountant said, "This is the first time I've ever seen a young lady go out without taking a rickshaw."

...

The little patient in Xiqin Village is named Zhenzhen. She is a pretty little girl, very small, with rosy cheeks and a red nose. When Han Meng came, she was writing on the table.

The sounds of rain and writing were accompanied by a few coughs.

Han Meng touched the little girl's forehead: "It's okay, she doesn't have a fever."

All you need to do is instruct the little girl's family to prepare the medicine on time.

While she was explaining the medication method to her parents, Zhenzhen quietly used a damp towel to wipe away the stains on her skirt.

Han Meng was flattered: "Eh? Thank you."

The village roads are muddy and long; if you walk fast, you're bound to get your skirt dirty.

The parent looked guilty: "Zhenzhen has been without a mother since she was little, and sometimes I can't take care of her, so she's very sensible, but also in poor health. If I could take care of her more often, maybe she could be like the other children in the village, learning martial arts from Young Master Lu..."

Han Meng wondered if she had misheard: "Who are you training with?"

The parent explained, "Doctor, you might not know this because you're not from the village. Someone from our village was bullied in the concession area before. He was beaten so badly that his arms and legs were broken, and even after he died, the government refused to help."

"Everyone was very angry at the time. Each family planned to pool their resources and money to learn martial arts, but unfortunately, they really couldn't raise enough money. Moreover, they had to work and didn't have time to go to the training grounds outside."

Later, when Young Master Lu learned of this, he came to our village several times to teach everyone martial arts for free.

Han Meng was surprised: "With his physique? And on a rainy day, he's teaching martial arts?"

She suspected that the Third Young Master Lu mentioned by the other party was not the same person she knew.

The other person scratched his head: "Well, I heard it from my neighbor. Doctor, if you're interested, you can go to Grandma Lin's house and see for yourself."

"Oh, Grandma Lin's house is in—"

The little girl was writing, but she still had the energy to answer quickly: "Turn right after leaving our house, and walk about fifty steps, and you'll find Grandma Lin's house."

Han Meng smiled and said goodbye to the little girl: "Thank you, Zhenzhen. Remember to take your medicine on time. I'm leaving now."

Zhenzhen turned to look at her, her big, adorable eyes blinking, and her still-childish cheeks flushed slightly.

Grandma Lin's house.

On the damp ground, many people stood—adults, children, men, and women—all practicing various martial arts postures. Some swayed precariously, while others remained motionless, but no one left midway.

Only one person was walking around the entire area. The man was dressed in a long black robe, holding an umbrella in one hand and occasionally pointing out other people's mistakes with the other.

"Raise your arms, too high," a lazy, slightly deep male voice said.

It really was Lu Jinxian. With his handsome, fair face and long robe, he didn't look like a martial arts master, but rather like a gentle, humble, and weak scholar.

Han Meng stood outside the fence, holding an umbrella, and lingered for a long time.

Just then, a child spotted her and immediately shouted, "Big brother, there's a big sister peeking at you!"

Han Meng: !!!