Chapter 187
"The mission world is open, and the host is being teleported."
After the mechanical voice of the system sounded, the child who was originally wearing a hospital gown and holding a cat sitting on the sofa disappeared in the blink of an eye, leaving only a black cat and the clear jade pendant hanging around its neck.
This is a very ordinary world.
After Yunmian recovered from the grief of death, she heard Uncle System introduce the reason and mission for coming here.
She actually didn't quite understand.
The system uncle said that this was a novice level of an infinite world, and that her mission was to help the protagonist escape from the village in the mountains.
Yunmian listened and looked around in confusion.
Strange environment, strange people, strange buildings...no mother.
The word "mother" is like a key. The moment it is remembered, all the fragmented memories of this body's past emerge in an instant.
This body is also called Yunmian, and she is five years old this year. However, Yunmian’s mother does not call her Mianmian affectionately, nor does she hug her and call her baby.
Yun Mian stood in a daze in the shabby and dark hut, next to which were the pigpen and the cowshed. The pungent stench kept drilling into her nostrils, but Yun Mian seemed not to sense it and blankly browsed through the memories of this body.
Yunmian has a father, a grandmother, an older brother and an older sister.
He is the father who is extremely fierce and will hit and kick people; he is the grandmother who is a shrewish person and always swears and likes to beat children; he is the precious brother who always gets to eat the best meat and the most expensive dishes in the house; he is the sister who has a numb look in her eyes and is always timid and gets beaten while working.
And there is mom and Yunmian.
A bad mother, and a bad Yunmian.
"Mianmian, did you hear what I said?" After the system finished reading the protagonist's message, it asked the dazed child in a gentle voice.
The little boy, wearing ragged clothes, came back to his senses after hearing what it said, but he did not answer it. Instead, he turned around, opened the door of the hut, and ran towards the cowshed separated by a pigpen, facing the strong stench in the air.
Then he stopped outside the bullpen.
The little hand stretched out pressed gently on the door, but for some reason, it didn't dare to push the door open forcefully for a long time.
Her hands were shaking slightly, her face looked yellow due to malnutrition, and her mouth was tightly pursed. It took her a long time to muster up the courage to gently push the door of the cowshed open a little.
It is noon now. The sunlight shines through the tall leaves onto the ground. As the door is pushed open, the sunlight penetrates the dark and stuffy cowshed along the angle of the door, casting a mottled and dazzling light on the wall made of straw and yellow mud.
There were no cows in the cowshed because the family had taken the cows to another mountain early in the morning and tied them up to graze.
But there was something else in the cowshed. When the light shone in, it just happened to illuminate a vague outline of the figure curled up in the darkness.
Yun Mian stared at the figure in astonishment through the crack in the door.
That’s Yunmian’s mother.
It’s mom!
Mom in the Cowshed...
The system stopped making sounds for some reason and was flying behind Yun Mian, watching the scene.
It was also shocked, because it had not had time to watch the plot related to the cannon fodder in this world, and for some reason, after Yun Mian made the decision in the temporary residence and its body turned into a five-year-old, its related permissions were quietly closed.
It has become the useless system that could only tell the host the general plot but could not provide any help.
The system looked at the figure inside, then looked at Yunmian carefully. It didn't know what the host was going to do now, but it was particularly fortunate that the current host did not have any ability to kill with one blow.
Otherwise, even without waiting for the protagonist to arrive, everyone in this mountain village would probably die at the hands of the host.
In the extreme silence, the chirping of cicadas in the woods seemed even more noisy. Amid the systematic speculation and anxiety, the five-year-old girl seemed to muster up her courage and slowly pushed the door open to create a larger gap.
As more light from outside poured in, the figure curled up in the corner seemed to be finally startled, and raised his head with disheveled hair and face to look over.
"Yunmian, what are you doing?" An extremely unfriendly voice suddenly came from behind.
So Yun Mian watched helplessly as the figure was slowly bathed in sunlight and trembled as it curled up into an even darker corner.
The next second, Yunmian's ears were twisted tightly by someone's rough fingers, and the pain made her ears become congested and hot.
"You stupid girl, I've been looking for you for a long time, and you come here to be lazy, right?!"
"Do you also want to be tied up like your crazy mother before you obey?"
As the woman behind her scolded and questioned her, her ears became more and more painful from being twisted. Yun Mian's hands lost strength, and the heavy wooden door slowly closed with a creaky sound.
Yun Mian covered her ears and turned around. The person behind her who was twisting her ears with a gloomy face was indeed the grandmother of this body.
Yun Mian had never been pinched so hard on the ears before. Her eyes turned red unconsciously. She covered her ears with her hands and tried her best to push the big hand away: "It hurts! Let me go!!"
Seeing that she still dared to struggle, the old woman picked up the thick stick used to drive cattle by the door and whipped Yunmian's legs without saying a word, causing the child to stumble forward and fall to the ground. Then she yelled and cursed: "You little bastard, you dare to fight back? Do you believe that I will peel off your skin? Hurry up and light a fire to cook. When your father comes back, I will let him give you a good beating!"
The stick landed heavily on his body and Yun Mian fell to the ground, feeling as if his legs were broken.
But after she fell, she saw that the wrists of this body were covered with fine scars and bruises. More unbearable insults and beatings suddenly flooded into her memory. She had never been able to live a good life for even a single day.
"Mianmian!" The system had not expected this to be the beginning. When it saw little Yunmian being hit by a stick and falling to the ground, it flew through the old woman's body and came to Yunmian's eyes, and asked nervously: "Mianmian, can you still stand up?"
When I flew over, I found that the child's face was full of tears, but he was biting his lips tightly and didn't cry out. His thin fingers were tightly grasping the weeds on the ground. It took him a long time to slowly and tremblingly crawl up amid the curses of the people behind him.
"Hurry up and go!" He Guizhi raised the thick wooden stick in her hand and drove her youngest granddaughter like livestock.
Yunmian stumbled towards the "home" in her memory.
During the process of driving her away, I raised my hands from time to time to wipe away my tears. Feeling aggrieved, I missed my mother even more.
If mom knew that someone pinched Mianmian’s ears or hit her with a stick, she would definitely be very sad and angry!
She will definitely hold me and blow on me...
But mom...
Is the person I just saw really my mother?
I have no memory of ever seeing the appearance of the "mother" in the cowshed. She seemed to be always curled up in a ball, emitting the same stench as the cowshed. She was unkempt and no longer looked like a recognizable human being.
Yunmian's intuition told her that it was her mother.
She was the mother who knelt down and begged the doctors to save Yunmian when she closed her eyes a few minutes ago, and she was the mother who would hold a storybook to coax her to sleep.
But...why did Mianmian, such a beautiful, powerful and gentle mother, become like this?
Why did they tie my mother up with ropes? Why did they lock her up in a smelly, dark cowshed? Why... did they turn my mother into this?
Yun Mian couldn't understand it. She was too unfamiliar with this world and her own body.
There are mountains in front and behind the village. Every person you meet looks normal and abnormal. They are rude, violent, and swear. Some of them don't even have their clothes on properly.
Yun Mian was driven back home from the cowshed by the grandmother of this body with a stick. The two places were not far apart, only a few dozen meters or so, but the cowshed was more remote. Behind it, the He family lived on the roadside dug in the mountains.
Stepping into the kitchen which had almost no modern atmosphere, the light bulb above the head was dimly lit by an electric wire, and the whole house was blackened by years of cooking fumes. Everywhere here was filled with poverty and backwardness which was completely different from Yunmian's perception.
After Yunmian walked into the kitchen, He Guizhi put the stick against the wall and went to do other things.
There was already someone in the kitchen cutting vegetables on the chopping board with a knife.
Yun Mian walked over, wiped the tears from her face, and looked at the other person through her tears.
She is not much taller than herself, but she is Yunmian’s “sister”. She is nine years old this year and her name is He Fang.
She has always been the one who cooks. After all, Yunmian is relatively young and cannot even reach the stove, so every time He Fang cooks, Yunmian has to come and help her light the fire and serve the food.
The two sisters were the only young laborers in the family who were constantly ordered around and worked like slaves.
Another child of the same age, He Jiarong, who is only seven years old, can go to the village primary school with a schoolbag on his back, eat eggs every day, and does not have to do anything at home. He is a treasure that the whole family holds in their hands.
"What are you daydreaming about?" The girl who was cutting vegetables suddenly turned around and looked at her, frowning and said, "Go and light the fire quickly, or grandma will come in and see that you haven't moved, and she will beat you again."
Hearing this, Yun Mian suddenly came back to her senses, wiped away her tears, and walked towards the stove in her memory.
There was a small stool made of a wooden stake, which was the special seat for the body when burning in the fire.
But Yunmian sat down, but she didn't know how to light the fire.
In my memory, I was very skilled at cooking and could light a fire with just a handful of dry straw. However, Yunmian pinched a handful of sparse straw and pressed the lighter with the tip of her thumb several times before she could put the handful of smoking straw into the stove.
There's another chapter coming up.
Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution:
30 bottles of Auspicious Snow Heralds a Good Harvest;
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