They've left?

Su Jiaoniang sorted through the original owner's memories but found no information in this regard.

The original owner of this body was not an ignorant girl, just a bit gentle and timid. Logically speaking, she should have known about such an important matter.

Staring at the slightly familiar courtyard in her memory, Su Jiaoniang turned and walked out. As she stepped out of the courtyard, she heard the shrewish voice of the man's wife inside, who was making veiled accusations: "She really has a thick skin. Back when her family had trouble, she said that a married daughter is like water spilled from a bowl, and they wouldn't give her a penny. Now she's acting all high and mighty. Everyone knows that when old Su, the scholar, went to see his daughter in Tianshui Village, he was beaten out by that family. How dare he come back? Back then, he didn't say a word."

"..." Su Jiaoniang paused for a moment.

Her heart suddenly throbbed slightly.

Her eyes stung, and tears slowly welled up. Su Jiaoniang frowned; this wasn't her feeling.

The original owner's story was a complete tragedy. She felt sad and regretful, but she wouldn't feel this genuine emotion. Feelings are something that develops through interaction, not something that happens just because someone witnessed or experienced the story.

She disliked the idea of ​​transmigrating and possessing other people's bodies, which was akin to possession.

Especially when she realized that the original owner was still inside her body.

As a top-notch special police officer selected through rigorous processes, she would rather die than occupy the body of an innocent person.

"If you're still here, if you want to live, I'll leave," she said softly.

After saying that, her heart tightened, a mix of sadness, reluctance, and other emotions welled up inside her. Special policewoman Su Jiao closed her eyes, waiting for the emotions to dissipate and for the person in question to return.

Suddenly, all the emotions that didn't belong to her vanished.

It's exhausting to just have a thought in my mind; the future will be tough, and I can't bear that responsibility.

The original owner has left, left forever.

She learned about the future of the little stupa from her, about the broken family, the tragedy of the child, and was even more afraid of experiencing it all again.

She wanted to change the future, but how difficult it would be, how arduous the task, how could a small woman with slender shoulders bear such a burden?

The original owner of this body had no ability to properly guide a destined villain, nor to repay the old father who had raised her, so she chose to leave.

The only requirement...

She hopes that the woman who traveled through time and took over her body will raise the child well, and if possible, find the father and brother and help them as much as possible.

Her happy childhood experiences made it impossible for her to sever her feelings for her family, but she was willing to give up her body to anyone who occupied her body, making it a transaction.

Railway policewoman Su Jiao has now completely transformed into Su Jiao Niang.

Or rather, she accepted the deal and gained complete control of the body.

As she walked towards Tianshui Village, she looked toward the Lu family's old house.

Although the woman's sarcastic remarks were unpleasant, they revealed a message.

The original owner's father had come to Sweetwater Village before moving, wanting to talk to her, but the original owner didn't receive any news. Who else but the Lu family would do such a thing?

What a family of wicked people!

Su Jiaoniang quietly returned to the village, glanced at the Lu family, and decided that this hatred caused by deception could not end like this.

Since a married daughter is like water spilled from a cup, she'll let those wolves and tigers in the Lu family experience what it feels like to be splashed with water.

Walking into her own yard, seeing the children gathered together eating cake, Su Jiaoniang put aside her many calculations and glanced at Xiao Changsheng, whose face was now rounder and paler: "The cake is delicious, but it's not good for your health, so eat less."

"Oh." Xiao Changsheng nodded vigorously and continued eating.

It's so delicious, I can't resist.

Once I go back home, I probably won't have the chance to be so willful anymore.

Su Jiaoniang saw that Xiao Changsheng liked her, but looking at his increasingly round face, she felt a little worried.

Fortunately, the cake was made with milk, eggs, and flour, without any additives. At most, it would just make her gain weight.

"Mommy, Uncle Zhang's dog, Hua, wants to play with me!" The little girl sidled up to Su Jiaoniang, chattering away while her eyes darted to the cake.

When she was at the Lu family home, her cousins ​​didn't like her much and wouldn't play with her. She wanted to have friends, and the cake was so delicious that she wanted to share it with her friends. But since the cake could be exchanged for money, she couldn't bear to eat it herself.

Su Jiaoniang wasn't stingy; she cut a small piece of cake and placed it on a small wooden tray: "Go ahead, let your friend try some!"

Lu Xiaoya nodded, picked up her small bowl, and ran outside. Su Jiaoniang glanced at her a few times and smiled. Children are lonely without companions.

Dog Flower was a sturdy young woman who resembled Zhang the Blacksmith; she looked robust. When she saw the cake that the little girl brought out, she touched a little cream with her finger, put it in her mouth, and the sweet taste made the child squint her eyes in satisfaction.

Then the laughter of the two children rang out, like silver bells, pleasing to the ear.

After finishing the cake, the two children started playing house. You buy things, I sell things. You are the father of the child, and I am the mother of the child. As for where the child came from, we just sculpted a puppy out of mud, and that was a happy little cub.

Su Jiaoniang was delighted to see this, and suddenly her eyes lit up. She had an idea and beckoned to the little girl, Gouhua, "Come here."

The two children stood obediently on Su Jiaoniang's back.

"Do you like it?" Su Jiaoniang asked, pointing to the remaining small pieces of cake.

The little girl nodded softly, "I like it, Mother."

Dog Flower nodded emphatically: "It's so delicious, even better than the meat my dad cooks." His earnest little face made Su Jiaoniang unable to help but smile.

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