Gu Qingcheng organized her thoughts and chose the node for the world to restart based on her own guess.
She danced her fingers and tied a hand knot.
Waves of energy were released, and a small world connected to her began to restart.
After restarting to a certain point, Gu Qingcheng tore open the space barrier and directly entered the small world.
"Dad! Mom!"
Just after entering the original owner's body, before merging, he instinctively cried out in sorrow.
Then, there was the pain of having my hands grabbed.
The wrist, which was as thin as straw, was bound so tightly that it was almost broken.
Gu Qingcheng, however, didn't care about all this and could only desperately shout, "Dad! Mom! Grandpa, Grandma, don't sell me!"
"Please, don't sell me out!"
"I, I can work! I'm not hungry anymore!"
"Dad! Mom! My elder sister has been sold, and my younger sister is still young. Please, let me stay!"
Gu Qingcheng completely followed the original owner's remaining instincts. Even though she had not accepted the memory, she seemed to know what to shout.
She shouted desperately and took the opportunity to look around.
Well, a typical ancient farmhouse.
The house was made of yellow mud, with a thatched roof and a wooden fence surrounding a large yard where vegetables were planted, and there was also a chicken coop and a firewood shed.
The yard is big and there are quite a few houses.
The layout faces south and sits north, with three main rooms in the middle and two side rooms on both sides.
At this moment, Gu Qingcheng was in the yard, with her hands held by a man who looked like a thug.
There were people of all ages, men and women watching around.
There were people in the yard and outside the yard.
The only difference is probably that there are still two or three people in the yard who can't bear it and feel distressed.
The people outside the yard were basically just watching the fun.
"What a sin! The Ling family is selling their child again!"
"That's right. At the end of last year, I just sold the second son's daughter, Si Ya. I said I needed money to give her as a New Year's gift to my husband."
"Hey, it's not a festival now, why are you selling people again?"
"Why else? I heard that the Ling family's top scholar wants to participate in a poetry competition and needs to buy a set of clothes, which costs five taels of silver. The Ling family has become impoverished over the years in order to support his studies. How can they afford five taels of silver?"
"It's just a poetry reading, can't you just not attend? Or, if you don't dress up and dress neatly, you can still attend?"
"Tsk! You country bumpkin, what do you know? I heard that poetry gathering is hosted by the son of the county's respected family. If you attend, you can get to know the county's dignitaries."
"If you want to make friends with nobles, you have to be respectable. If you are dressed in rags and look dirty, not only nobles, but even the gatekeepers will not let you in!"
"You can't sell people. Especially when the girl you're selling is from the second wife!"
Although the Ling family has not split up, it is divided into three branches.
The Ling family's "top scholar" is the eldest son of the family. His studies have occupied most of the family's resources.
The second and third wives supported the first wife like cattle and horses.
The key point is that the eldest wife also has a daughter, but she raises her like a young lady.
The second wife had already sold a child because of the first wife's "top scholar".
Now come again——
If you want to fleece a sheep, you can just fleece it. This is too much of an abuse.
"What can we do? It's the fault of the second wife who is so disappointing that she doesn't even have a son!"
"With three daughters, I think the family is going to be extinct. I'll have to rely on my nephew to take care of me in my old age and see me to the end—"
Especially a nephew who is good at studying and may become the top scholar in the future should be treated well.
"Besides, the eldest wife wants to sell the third wife's daughter, but the third wife won't agree."
When squeezing persimmons, of course you should pick the soft ones.
The Ling family has three sons. The second and third sons work like slaves for the eldest son's family.
But there are differences between cattle and horses. For example, the second son has been married for ten years and only has three daughters. The couple are like criminals and cannot hold their heads up at home or outside.
As for the third son, two daughters and one son, people feel more confident.
I won’t bother with trivial matters, but selling my own daughter for my eldest nephew is something I won’t even think about.
In the words of the third son's wife, even if she had to sell her daughter, it was for the sake of her own son.
They don’t want the second brother’s family to not even have a son!
Even the third wife looks down on them, and the second wife and her husband feel even more inferior.
So, facing their second daughter's crying and pleading, they were reluctant and heartbroken, but they did not give in.
Gu Qingcheng quickly accepted the memory and confirmed that she was not wrong.
The person who made the wish is the owner of this body, Ling Wuya.
There is no name, it is just based on the ranking of girls in the family.
Ling Wuya's sister is Ling Siya, who was sold at the end of last year.
When she was sold, she was only eight years old, one year older than her original self.
I heard that she was sold to a wealthy businessman in the county to be a maid, but this spring, the wealthy businessman went out on business and took Ling Si Ya away.
Since then, there has been no news.
The eldest wife needed money again, and it was the turn of seven-year-old Ling Wuya.
Ling Wuya is thin and small, and looks about five years old.
There was no other way. Even if the family had money, they had to support the top scholar in squandering it, and the other children, especially the girls, could not even get enough to eat.
Malnutrition naturally leads to developmental delay.
With such thin arms and legs, if it weren't for the delicate features, the traffickers wouldn't be willing to take her.
"Okay, stop crying, kid!"
"Your family has no other choice but to sell you out."
"Don't worry, I'm not a wicked person. We're all from the same village. I'll find a good place for you!"
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