Transmigration: The Super Fierce, Violent Madcap

Qiao Qiyue, who had struggled for five years in the apocalypse, transmigrated. She became a little girl in a small mountain village. Two thatched huts, not a single grain of rice at home! In one wo...

Chapter 1 Anzhi

"Ya Dan,"

"Damn it!"

Qiao Qiuyue was sitting on the fence with her chin supported by her hands, her skinny body and a pair of big dark eyes.

Ignore the voice behind you! It’s great to be alive!

It has been three days since I wore it on this small body!

The original owner can't come back, and she doesn't want to go back!

After struggling on the brink of life and death in the apocalypse for five years, I'm tired!

Qiao Daya called out several times but didn't hear any response from her little sister. When she came out, she saw a small dot on the fence. Three days ago, her little sister fell down and her brain seemed to be broken. She was dull and didn't show the energy of teasing cats and dogs as before... No... she should be lively!

"Ya Dan! Come down quickly, I'll hold you up, don't get hurt!"

Qiao Qiyue's brows were full of black lines. Yadan, whose family named their child like this?

Really...

"Ouch, slow down!" In a flash, Qiao Daya saw the little sister jumping down from the fence, and her heart trembled.

"Eat!" Qiao Qiuyue patted her butt and went into the kitchen.

Qiao Qiyue hurried to catch up. She was already used to her younger sister's indifference!

Entering the kitchen, Qiao Qiyue saw the grass on the stove. Ugh... How can I eat this? She had been here for three days, and it seemed like she only ate an egg on the first day, and then every day...

"Yadan, eat your meal obediently. I'll go to the fields to bring food to Dad! Don't run around, I'll be back soon!" Qiao Daya rubbed her little sister's head with heartache. There was no meat in the house to begin with, and with her little sister's head broken, the house was completely empty. Her mother took her second and third sisters to work at the landlord's house to earn money!

Daddy was busy with the harvest at grandparents' house! She was in charge of cleaning the house and looking after her younger sister. This was what her mother had specifically instructed her to do before she left in the morning, lest her younger sister get into trouble and disappear in a moment!

Qiao Qiyue: "......" Damn it!!!

"What's wrong?" Qiao Daya was about to leave with the prepared basket, but she leaned back and turned around to ask.

"Let's go together!" Although Qiao Qiuyue was disgusted by the name, it was just a name, so call it that if you want!

Now, fill your stomach first!

Looking at her skinny little sister, Qiao Daya had no choice but to agree. It would be nice to take her little sister with her. She wouldn't have to rush back, and she could also help her father with some work.

When she arrived at the field, she only saw her father working hard, not a single person in sight! Qiao Daya felt very upset, but she could do nothing about it!

The one and a half mu of land in her own family has not been harvested yet, but she has to give it to her grandparents and uncle's family first. She has no say and her mother can't do anything, so she has even less power!

"father!"

Qiao Qiyue didn't say a word or shout, but...

"Yadan, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Listen to Daddy and let's not go out, okay?" Father Qiao wiped the sweat from his forehead, walked towards his little girl, rubbed her head and said.

Qiao Qiyue: "......" What's going on?! They're truly a family, even their movements are the same!

"Dad! Let's go home!" I originally thought it would be difficult to say "Dad", but unexpectedly it was quite smooth.

"Well...baby girl, daddy still has to work. Can I wait a few days before I accompany you to the mountains to play?" Looking at his little girl's haggard look, Father Qiao felt indescribably distressed!

"Are you stupid? We didn't even collect our own things, why should we care about others! Dad, can't you see that I'm so hungry and sweaty that I can't even get two pounds of meat? Work hard, work hard, work for nothing!" Qiao Qiyue said as she turned around. It's not the original owner's fault for being selfish. If he wasn't selfish, he might not even have this small body now! Twelve years old!

He's not even as tall as other eight-year-olds! Even this eight-year-old's physique was raised by the original owner by climbing trees to pick birds and going to the river to catch fish. His sisters are all softer and thinner than the other, not to mention his parents! His father is simply an ox in the old house.

I worked harder than anyone else, but the old house didn't give me even a blade of grass, and I couldn't even get a good word from them!

All you know is squeezing! Squeeze him!

Father Qiao: "......"

Qiao Daya: "......"

"I don't care, let's go home!" Qiao Qiuyue didn't bother to negotiate. She pulled her miserable father in one hand and her thoughtful elder sister home in the other!

Neither Mr. Qiao nor Daya Qiao can do anything to their little sister! Everyone in Geda Village knows how incredibly strong she is! When the little sister gets really mad, even ten strong men can't do anything to her!

The key point is that he doesn't listen to anyone and when he gets stubborn, even ten cows can't pull him back!

After returning to the home that could collapse with a gust of wind, Qiao Qiuyue walked into her parents' room and took the only three eggs in the house into the kitchen!

"Dad! Why don't you try to persuade my younger sister?" Qiao Daya opened her mouth and said to her younger sister who was busy in the kitchen.

Father Qiao: "......" He doesn't have the guts to do that. She's his own daughter, sure, but...

After a while, Qiao Qiuyue came out with fried eggs!

"Have a meal!"

Qiao Daya helplessly took out the steamed buns and vegetables from the basket.

"Eat!" Seeing that Qiao's father and elder sister only ate steamed buns and wild vegetables, Qiao Qiyue picked up all the eggs in the bowl with her chopsticks!

The father and daughter were a little stunned. What happened to the little girl/sister who was always so protective of her food? She always kept to herself before. Did she get a brain injury? The hand seam leaked!

"Ahem!" Qiao Qiyue felt a little embarrassed by being stared at, but luckily she was thick-skinned: "Eat quickly! After eating, get back to work! What are you looking at? I have money on my face!"

The father and daughter suddenly lowered their heads and began to eat voraciously!

Qiao Qiyue ate a full meal, jumped down, found a sickle and a whetstone, and began to sharpen it! It was about to rain that day. Now that he had become the original owner, he couldn't just watch his family starve to death!

"Dad, my little sister..." Qiao Daya omitted the last few words! If she dared to say that my little sister was mentally ill, my little sister would definitely jump up!

"Listen to Yadan, remember not to mess with her! Otherwise, Dad can't help you!" Father Qiao secretly looked at the little girl who was doing well in the yard, and whispered to the eldest daughter.

"Hmm!" Qiao Daya said 'hmm'!

After a short rest after dinner, the father and his two daughters went out with tools in hand!

I'm not kidding about the one and a half acres of land. Indeed, this is all that Mr. Qiao got from the old house! One acre of paddy field and three acres of dry land!

"Teach me! I don't know how to cut!" Qiao Qiuyue put down the threshing barn, raised her head and said to her father.

"Yadan, the wound on the back of your head hasn't healed yet... otherwise..." Guan's father said with concern.

"It doesn't hurt!" Qiao Qiyue was not trying to be brave. With her recovery ability, as long as she didn't die in one second or was barely breathing, she would survive!

Seeing that her father couldn't persuade her younger sister, Qiao Daya gave up the idea and bent over to work!

"Stop dithering!" Qiao Qiyue saw her father was still in a daze, tilted her head to look at her elder sister, and she had almost learned it! She jumped into the field and wielded her sickle with a snort of her voice!

Qiao Daya: "......"

Father Qiao: "......"