Fushui Village, Old Sun's house.
"You little slut, if I don't beat you to death today, you won't know who's in charge here!"
The wooden door was locked from the inside. The woman's face was fierce. She held a two-zhang-long locust wood stick in her hand and swung it at the person on the ground with all her might.
Two blows landed, and Sun Miao'er, unable to bear the pain, vomited a mouthful of blood, which choked her nose and sprayed everywhere with her violent coughing. "Auntie..."
"Mother, please stop hitting my sister! I beg you, she'll die if you keep hitting her!"
Sun Xiaoman knelt on the ground, tears and snot streaming down her baby face, sobbing uncontrollably. She grabbed Jin's trouser leg with one hand while wiping the blood off Sun Miao'er's face with the other.
Blood gushed out in large gulps, and the more he wiped it away, the more blood flowed, soaking half of his sleeve.
"Get out of here, you traitor! Just because she has to pay compensation doesn't mean you have to! Don't think that just because you're my own son, I won't hit you!"
Seeing her son pleading for Sun Miao'er, Madam Jin felt a surge of heat rush to her head. She raised her foot and kicked Xiaoman hard in the stomach, sending the little one flying far away.
"Xiaoman!"
Sun Miao'er struggled to move through the blood, the mud and blood on the ground smearing her nostrils. Before she could take another look at Xiaoman, she hadn't even had a chance to hold her brother's hand.
Another heavy blow came down.
His frail body fell into a pool of blood and gradually fell silent.
"Sister, sister, wake up! Open your eyes and look at Xiaoman!"
Amidst a series of heart-wrenching wails, Sun Miao'er slowly opened her eyes. Pain coursed through her limbs and bones, and what came into view were a pair of eyes swollen like peach pits from crying.
"Sister, you're awake!"
Sun Miao'er woke up.
But she clearly remembered that she was on her way to the Taobao 2021 Business Leaders of the Year Awards ceremony when a truck drove in the wrong direction and then the world fell into dead silence.
The original owner's memories returned, and she was reborn. In the 21st century, Sun Miao'er died in a car accident on the eve of an awards ceremony. The current Sun Miao'er is a pitiful creature who was beaten to death.
"Fine, I knew you were tough as nails, trying to play dead with me."
Jin pretended to be calm, but she was actually quite frightened. If she had really killed someone, it would have been difficult to explain. However, she thought about it again. She had always restricted Sun Miao'er from going out, and the villagers all thought that the Sun family's granddaughter had died long ago.
After all, with a father dead and a mother insane, nobody wants to associate with them; they'd just be unlucky enough to be tainted by bad luck.
"Auntie, if you really kill me, how will you feel? Murder is punishable by death!"
It turns out that people in ancient times could really be treated like dirt, which really opened Sun Miao'er's eyes. She didn't want to waste another life. Since God had been kind enough to let her live, she should cherish this hard-won opportunity.
"you?"
Jin's face froze for a moment. She wanted to add another blow, but Sun Miao'er's retort made her panic.
"Miao'er, Miao'er, open the door!"
Grandma Sun's anxious cries rang out from outside the door.
Jin simply threw away the stick in her hand, forgetting that there was this old man in the house, and went to remove the bolt from the door in a bad mood.
Seeing that Madam Jin had calmed down a bit, Sun Miao'er lay on the ground and caught her breath. The little dumpling next to her also finally stopped sobbing.
"Why did you hit Miao'er again?!"
Upon seeing the scene inside the house, Grandma Sun was so frightened that she almost fainted. Fortunately, she had her cane to support her, otherwise she would have fallen to the ground.
A strong smell of blood wafted over, and his poor granddaughter was bleeding profusely and barely alive.
"I can't even chop fifty pounds of firewood, and I still have to feed and drink her. Are you, old woman, going to support her for me?"
Grandma Sun was so angry that she raised her cane and banged it twice. She then pulled Sun Xiaoman into her arms and said, "If anything really happens to Miao'er, I will report it to the authorities!"
"Report to the authorities? If you lose your granddaughter, your precious grandson will also be left without a mother. I wonder where you'll put your face then!"
Jin was not afraid of this. Old Mrs. Sun only dared to bluff people. With her broken bones, she probably wouldn't even be able to leave Fushui Village.
"Auntie, you make it sound so easy to beat me to death. After I die, what do you plan to do with my body? Burn it, dump it, or break it into pieces? Do you think everyone in the village is blind? I won't say a word, but do you think Grandma and Xiaoman are mute?"
Jin was stunned. She spat and cursed as she walked away, "You're stubborn as an ox! As long as you're in the Sun family, don't expect to have a good day! I'm your god!"
"You little brat, come with me!" Before leaving, she didn't forget to take Xiaoman with her. Xiaoman was unwilling, but she was afraid that her mother would take her anger out on her older sister again, so she had no choice but to go with her.
After she could no longer hear Jin's voice, Old Lady Sun helped Miao'er to bed. She didn't say a word, only wiping away her tears, lamenting that she couldn't even protect her own child.
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"Sister, sister."
A boy's clear, childlike voice came from outside the door. Sun Xiaoman carefully pushed open the wooden door, holding a bowl of steaming rice porridge in her hands.
Sun Miao'er quickly made a shushing gesture, "Shh! Be careful your aunt doesn't find out, or you'll get a beating!"
Occupying the original owner's body, it naturally possesses the original owner's memories.
The fear of his aunt, Jin, seemed to be ingrained in his bones.
The old lady of the Sun family had two sons and two daughters. Sun Yuanyong was the father of Sun Miao'er and the eldest son of the Sun family. The second son, Sun Yuanhu, was the biological father of Xiaoman and the husband of Jin. The other two daughters had married out of the family and rarely returned.
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