Chapter 523 Witchcraft 1
The original owner was born in a mysterious little mountain village.
Some people in this village practice witchcraft.
However, with the advent of the technological age, many young people have left the village and no longer practice these witchcrafts.
The original owner's grandfather had three sons. Whether it was because the grandfather's witchcraft was powerful and protected his family, all three families stayed in the big city and each family lived a good life.
My uncle's family owns a hardware store, and now he drives a BMW. My cousin married a rich second-generation heiress and moved into a big villa.
The original owner's father worked for a large company, earning an annual salary of over a million yuan, and also bought a house in the city.
My uncle is even more impressive. He is a top student who graduated from a prestigious 985 university. He and his classmates started a company and are now billionaires.
Except for their family, which only had one daughter (the original owner), all three families had both sons and daughters: the eldest uncle's family had one son and one daughter, and the youngest uncle's family had two sons and one daughter.
When the original owner returned to his hometown as a child, he often heard the old ladies in the village teasing him, saying that his grandfather was biased, treating the eldest and third sons well, but treating the second son's family indifferently.
The mother and daughter didn't understand why the old man was so biased until the original owner learned the truth when she was eighteen.
Those were earned with their lives.
It turns out that their witchcraft village has a very special custom: the more you want to receive, the more you have to give.
The eldest uncle's family offered one daughter, and the younger uncle's family offered two daughters.
This time, the old man insisted on calling his second son's family back to their hometown. They hoped that their second son would also have offspring to inherit the family business. As for their daughter, they said that daughters were a financial burden, and that letting her live to eighteen and enjoy so many good years was already a great favor to her.
The old man used his birthday as an excuse to call all his children and grandchildren back.
That night, the old man used witchcraft to knock his second son and his family unconscious. When the couple woke up the next day, their daughter was gone.
They found only one of their daughter's shoes in the backyard.
My daughter is dead.
The couple hated their parents for making decisions on their own, hated them for killing their only daughter, and hated their eldest brother and third brother for knowing the truth but not stopping them.
But those were his relatives, and he couldn't even call the police. In the end, the couple jumped into the river in the village and went to the underworld to reunite with their daughter.
When Ning Yan arrived, her family had already embarked on their journey back to their hometown.
Ning's father's workplace is more than 200 kilometers away from his hometown, and it takes nearly four hours to drive there.
The road into the village was difficult to travel, and it was already noon when they arrived home.
The eldest and youngest uncles' families returned earlier than them, and the whole family gathered together.
They were all dressed smartly and looked like wealthy people.
Ning Yan greeted both families with a smile. After they were all seated, her third aunt began to boast to her eldest aunt, "We just closed a big deal in Yuanshan. We'll earn at least this much after this deal is completed."
As she spoke, she held up three fingers, the red nail polish on them particularly striking.
Ning Yan really wanted to ask her how much of her daughter's blood was mixed into that nail polish.
A hint of jealousy flashed in her eyes as she glanced involuntarily at her twelve-year-old daughter before quickly dismissing the thought.
She would never have been willing to part with that child if he hadn't been so physically weak.
Moreover, this one has been raised to the age of twelve, so there's an emotional attachment to it.
"The third brother has always been successful; we can only envy him."
However, even if you become rich, third brother, don't forget your eldest brother. Help us out a little too. We don't expect to get rich with you, just enough to support our families.
Earning 30 million from a single transaction, Lao San's business is really getting bigger and bigger.
Auntie's eyes flickered slightly, and she immediately agreed, "Of course, we're brothers, we'll help if we can."
If she can't help, then she can't be blamed.
The eldest aunt also sensed the third sister-in-law's evasiveness. She cursed inwardly but did not show it on her face. She then brought up the gifts she had brought today.
Following closely behind, the eldest uncle and the third uncle joined the conversation, while Ning's parents listened without echoing their opinions.
Lunch was quickly prepared, and the family sat around two tables for a lively reunion dinner.
In the morning, Ning Yan was invited by her cousins from her eldest uncle's and third uncle's families to go play in the back mountain, but Ning Yan declined.
These two girls are both quite good-looking, but they are both wicked. Every time the original owner went home, her parents would tell her never to play with them, because she had suffered a lot of losses at their hands since she was a child.
"You guys go play, I want to talk to my grandparents."
"Besides, I can't go up the mountain in my high heels."
The two girls exchanged a glance. They had originally intended to drag her away, but then, for some reason, they gave up. "Then, cousin, we're going to play. We'll come back and keep you company tonight."
Ning Yan: Not at all!
My third uncle's two sons are eleven and ten years old, and their older sister is sixteen this year. Perhaps influenced by their family, these two boys look down on girls from the bottom of their hearts and are extremely disdainful of the original owner's cousin.
At lunchtime, the two of them each grabbed a chicken leg, muttering to themselves as they did so: "We're boys, so the good stuff should be given to us. Girls don't deserve it."
Even if they don't care about those two chicken legs at all, they still want to show off their superiority in front of the family.
As for my eldest cousin, he's a married man, so how could he possibly compete with two children for food?
Aside from the third uncle's feigned reprimand of "Don't talk nonsense," no one said a bad word about the two kids.
Ning Yan didn't care. Since no one had named her, and even her own parents didn't care, she wasn't going to help someone else's child succeed for free.
After lunch, the house was cleaned up, and the family sat inside chatting. Then, the eldest aunt started criticizing Ning's mother: "Second sister-in-law, I'm not trying to be mean, but..."
You're thirty-nine this year, and Yan Yan is in college. You should have a son soon so he can take care of you in your old age.
Girls are all born to other families; you can't count on them.
Before his wife could speak, Ning's father took over the conversation, saying, "Our family can't compare to the eldest and third brothers. We don't have a throne to inherit, so one daughter is enough for us."
Besides, I'm already forty. If I really had a second child and took the baby out, people would think it was my grandson.
Auntie's expression was somewhat intriguing, then she gave a fake smile, "Yanyan is so lucky. Other girls are all contributing to their families, but you're just here to enjoy life."
In the hearts of the eldest aunt and the third aunt, the second branch of the family had benefited from the sacrifices of their daughters. They believed that the second branch would never have lived such a good life if their daughters hadn't been sacrificed.
The sacrifice is offered once every ten years, and this time it should be the second wife's turn.
However, according to the men in their family, the closer the blood ties are in a ritual involving sacrifice, the more blessings one receives; it seems their family won't get any benefit from it.
This time, Ning's father's expression turned rather unpleasant. "Does your daughter know that your third sister-in-law is so sexist?"
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