"...Waaaaah...waaaah...waaaah..."
A series of low sobs reached Song Anxin's ears.
Who, who is crying?
Song Anxin remembers seeing a child fall into the water on her way to meet a client, and she jumped in to save the child without saying a word.
The child was rescued, but she was too exhausted to climb out. She lost consciousness when the water reached her nose and eyes.
Am I dead? Are you here to mourn me?
Wait a minute? Why are there men mourning my death? Even though she's 30, she's never married, doesn't even have a boyfriend, and is still a lifelong single.
Song Anxin suddenly opened her eyes, and her pupils dilated instantly as she looked at the scene before her.
Where...where is this? Song Anxin looked at the mud walls around her and an antique-style broken cabinet. Then a sharp pain shot through her head, and a flood of memories rushed back.
She, Song Anxin, a modern woman from the 21st century, actually time-traveled!
She was dressed as an ancient rural widow. What drove her crazy was that she was actually four years older than her original self!
The original owner was also named Song Anxin. She was from Linjia Village, Ningdu County, Yin Dynasty. She was 34 years old and married and had children early. She currently has four sons. Her husband joined the army some years ago and died in battle half a year ago.
Song Anxin choked up, speechless, thinking about how she had worked hard for several years and then, at the age of thirty, used all her savings to start a company with her best friend. Who knew that the business would collapse halfway through?
Sigh, Song Anxin sighed. Who would have thought that saving someone would lead to her own death?
As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Perhaps Heaven saw that my death was too unjust and gave me a chance to live again.
But you could at least let me transmigrate into the body of a noblewoman or a princess. What's the point of transmigrating into a rural widow?
Song Anxin stared at the sky speechlessly—no, she should say she stared at the thatched roof until it broke open.
"...Waaah...waaah..." The sobbing could still be heard from outside from time to time, and it seemed to be mixed with the cries of a child, which also revealed a sense of timidity.
Searching through his memories, he realized that just moments before, the original owner's eldest son, Song Fengnian, had come to ask him to help him find a wife, Zhang Mei, who had been divorced by Lin Gangzi from the same village.
Zhang Mei married Lin Gangzi, a man from the same village, two years ago. Lin Gangzi was the son of Lin Tietou and Liu Cuihua, a couple from the same village who had finally gotten together.
Lin Gangzi has four older sisters. This only son is the apple of the eye of the Lin couple. They even sent their youngest son to a private school. In order to get him into this private school, the family married him off as if they were selling their daughter.
However, Lin Gangzi was not cut out for studying. After a few years, he dropped out, and his family spent money to find him a job as a manager in the county.
Lin Gangzi didn't learn the integrity of a scholar, but he did learn the romanticism of one. Although he married Zhang Mei, he frequented brothels and didn't love his wife.
In addition, Zhang Mei had not been able to conceive in the two years since she got married, which made her in-laws very disgusted with her. Zhang Mei's life in the Lin family was very difficult. Her husband would not come home for ten days or half a month at a time, and her in-laws would beat and scold her whenever they were unhappy.
Just three months ago, Lin Gangzi brought back a woman from somewhere, saying she was pregnant. Lin Gangzi then divorced Zhang Mei and sent her back to her parents' home.
How could the original owner possibly agree to Lin Fengnian marrying that barren hen? Cough cough, that's what the original owner said; there were even harsher things to say.
Enraged, she gave Lin Fengnian a good scolding and made him kneel in the yard as punishment before returning to her room.
The original owner had a bad temper. After returning to the house, he kept cursing and swearing. The more he cursed, the angrier he became. It is estimated that this caused an increase in adrenaline, which led to a sudden death from myocardial infarction.
Simply put, I was furious.
Song Anxin was speechless; it was the first time she had ever seen someone so angry that they died.
However, since she was already there, she might as well make the best of it. Now that she had taken over Song Anxin's place in Linjia Village, she should do her best to fulfill her responsibilities.
Song Anxin arrived at the door of the room, took a deep breath, and opened the door.
Looking up, I saw a young man kneeling in the middle of the yard, sobbing softly. Beside him knelt a boy and a little boy, who were also crying.
All three were dressed in patched, coarse cloth clothes and straw sandals. They were all thin and looked very malnourished, especially the little boy, who looked like a stick figure.
This is the original owner's eldest son, Lin Fengnian, who is 18 years old this year; his third son, Lin Fenghe, is 13 years old; his youngest son, Lin Fengyao, is 10 years old; and his second son, Lin Fengshou, is not present, but is 16 years old this year.
The ancients were really prolific; they had one child after another.
When Song Anxin came out, her three sons all looked at their mother, and their crying stopped abruptly.
Fear filled the eyes of all three sons, especially the little boy, whose eyes were brimming with tears as he clung tightly to the boy beside him like a frightened rabbit.
Lin Fengyao didn't know why his mother was angry again. Anyway, kneeling with his eldest and third brothers was the right thing to do. His eldest brother was crying very hard, and his third brother was crying too. He also wanted to cry.
Waaah... Mom's out. I can't cry out loud in front of her, or she'll get even angrier and I'll get a beating.
Seeing the terrified expressions on her three adopted sons' faces, Song Anxin was speechless...
Am I really that scary?!
Actually, it's not the fault of the three sons. The original owner of this body was a notorious wicked woman in the village. She was not only lazy and gluttonous but also mean-spirited. She often mistreated her sons, frequently beating and scolding them. She was practically like a stepmother, which made all four sons extremely afraid of her.
Song Anxin cursed inwardly! How did I end up in the body of such a woman?
Oh well, now that I'm their mother, I should treat them well.
Just as Song Anxin was about to call them to get up, before she could even speak, a woman in a gray coarse shirt rushed into the courtyard.
"Song! What kind of trouble are you causing now? You really don't know how lucky you are. Heaven gave you four sons, all of them filial and obedient. How could you be so heartless? How did Lin Lao Er end up with a wife like you!"
The second son died in battle, and you still don't treat your children well? You damned fool, why doesn't God take you away?
The voice was truly powerful, and it immediately launched into a tirade against Song Anxin. However, Song Anxin didn't care. The original owner of this body certainly deserved the scolding. But she was right about one thing: Heaven really did take away that damned Song family member.
This is the original owner's sister-in-law, Hu Yuhong, also known as Sister-in-law Lin. She looks fierce, but she is actually straightforward and kind-hearted. She often helps the original owner's sons, and the fact that these four sons were able to grow up safely is thanks to this sister-in-law.
Sister-in-law Lin and the original owner's husband's elder brother lived next door. The two families were not only brothers but also neighbors, and their courtyards were only two trees apart.
Lin's sister-in-law tried to pull the kneeling boys up from the ground, but Lin Fengnian refused. Seeing that his elder brother wouldn't get up, the two younger boys didn't dare to get up either.
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