Leng Yue ran outside and found herself in an unfamiliar place. Since she didn't have time to process more of the original owner's memories, Leng Yue could only turn to Ling for help.
Zero gave Leng Yue a panoramic map. "This is where the original owner eloped with the scumbag. The area is chaotic, full of all sorts of shady characters. Yueyue, don't wander around at night. You'd better find a place to stay for the night."
As soon as Ling finished speaking, several people sneaked towards Leng Yue. Leng Yue had just arrived and was still weak, so Ling didn't dare let her take any risks.
Leng Yue was also anxious, because she had left in a hurry and was wearing very thin clothes. The night wind was blowing fiercely, and the cold air was trying to penetrate her body, making Leng Yue sneeze.
"Which family around here is relatively better off?" Leng Yue pointed to the nearby houses. She remembered that in the story, when the original owner was heavily pregnant and couldn't get enough to eat, an old lady surnamed Qian once brought her a bowl of dumpling soup.
Ling looked carefully and then told Leng Yue, "Keep walking straight ahead, turn right and go to the first house. The lady of the house there is very kind-hearted."
After hearing this, Leng Yue ran all the way. When she arrived at the door, she quickly knocked.
After a while, an older woman's voice came from inside, "Who is it?"
Leng Yue knew that if she didn't speak up, the door probably wouldn't open. After all, the world was in chaos, and it was the middle of the night; people were afraid of ghosts!
"Aunt Qian, please open the door. I'm your tenant from the next courtyard. Please help me." Leng Yue didn't hide anything, knowing that hiding it at this point would be useless.
After Leng Yue finished speaking, she heard the sound of clothes being put on inside, and someone seemed to mutter, "It's the middle of the night, don't open the door if you don't know the person."
Fortunately, Aunt Qian didn't listen to that person. "You go to sleep, I'll go check on her. It sounds like it's that pretty young lady who moved in next door. It's the middle of the night, she seems to be in some trouble."
Immediately following was the sound of a wooden bolt being pulled. At this time, most doors were secured from the inside with wooden bolts.
With a creak, the door opened. There stood Granny Qian, holding an oil lamp. She looked at Leng Yue and exclaimed in surprise, "Young lady, what's wrong?"
Leng Yue was only wearing pajamas in the middle of the night. Although she wasn't showing her arms or legs, the important thing was that it was winter!
"Auntie, please let me stay for the night, I really have nowhere else to go." Leng Yue said, then sneezed loudly again.
"Who is it?" someone inside urged. "It's the middle of the night, aren't you going to sleep?"
"We're here, what's the rush?" Aunt Qian said, pulling Leng Yue's hand. "Come inside and warm up, we can talk inside if you need anything."
Leng Yue, shivering, went into the house with Aunt Qian and immediately felt much better.
Aunt Qian placed the oil lamp she was holding on the kang table, and Leng Yue then noticed that their room only had one large kang. An old man lay on the far right of the kang; it seemed to be Aunt Qian's husband.
Leng Yue greeted him obediently, "Hello, sir." But the man just snorted and ignored her.
"This is my husband. He has a bit of a strange temper, so don't mind him." Aunt Qian pulled Leng Yue onto the kang (heated brick bed). "Come on up and warm up, girl. You'll get sick if you stay like this! Come on up!"
Leng Yue was already freezing, and no longer caring about the traditional separation of men and women, she darted onto the kang (heated brick bed) like a rabbit, hugging the quilt and shivering. Once inside the quilt, Leng Yue felt much more comfortable.
Aunt Qian opened the cabinet on the kang (a heated brick bed), took out a quilt, and spread it out for Leng Yue. "Girl, you can make do here tonight. We'll sleep together."
As Leng Yue said "Thank you, Auntie," she climbed out of Aunt Qian's bed and into her own.
Aunt Qian gave her a new quilt, which was very soft to cover herself with, unlike the hard quilt that Aunt Qian herself used to cover herself with, which felt like a rock.
After Leng Yue had fallen asleep, Aunt Qian blew out the lamp and lay back down in her own bedding. "Girl, where are you from? You don't look like a local."
"I came from Heyuan. This is the first time I've been so far from home." Leng Yue doesn't have many memories now, so she can only say what she knows.
At this moment, Aunt Qian's husband spoke up, "Heyuan is far from here, isn't it? Why would a young woman like you come here?"
Leng Yue knew her chance had come, so she began to plead, her voice trembling with tears, "Grandpa and Grandma, I've been tricked! I shouldn't have disobeyed my father, I shouldn't have eloped with someone... I regret it so much... Waaah..."
Aunt Qian was at a loss for words after hearing Leng Yue's words. After a while, she comforted Leng Yue, "Alright, girl, it's good that you know you were wrong. I think you should pack up and go home early tomorrow, your father must be worried sick."
Leng Yue nodded. "I know I was wrong now. That kind of person was never a good match for me, and he never truly wanted to spend his life with me. I know all of that. But I'm afraid to go home, afraid my father will be ashamed of me..."
"It's good that you know, it's good that you know. Fortunately, you're still young, and there's still time for everything." Aunt Qian said, patting Leng Yue's quilt. "As someone who's been through this, let me tell you some honest advice. When it comes to marriage, you need to find someone reliable. The kind of person who only knows how to sweet-talk won't be able to take care of you."
Leng Yue nodded in the darkness, "I understand, Auntie."
"When you get home, apologize to your father properly. All parents in the world are the same; he certainly won't really blame you." As Aunt Qian spoke, she yawned, and soon began to snore.
After the old people around her had all fallen asleep, Leng Yue started chatting with Ling.
"Yueyue, that scumbag hasn't even contacted you!" Ling said, somewhat indignantly. "He really is a scumbag; he didn't even bother with the pretense."
"Think about it, when he tricked me into running away with him, his mission was accomplished. Thinking about it that way, this scumbag and that maid were probably in cahoots." Leng Yue analyzed, "They say you don't know what you've got until you get it. Logically speaking, this scumbag should still cherish me a little, right? But he doesn't care at all, which means he has someone else in his heart and never cared about the original owner."
"At this point, who could he care about? It's none other than his ex-fiancée! Tsk tsk, he's really infatuated, so infatuated that he gave his fiancée to someone else." Leng Yue and Ling complained.
"I think he probably felt humiliated and wanted to teach you a lesson," Zero said quietly, but the two of them suddenly fell silent.
After a moment of silence, Leng Yue burst into wild laughter, which lasted for a long time before she stopped. "I think you're right!"
"Yueyue, don't laugh like that. People might mistake it for epilepsy." Ling watched as Leng Yue's body twitched from laughing so exaggeratedly. At first glance, it really did look like she was having a seizure.
"I can't help it, I just couldn't help but laugh after you said that. Serves him right for trying to take advantage of me!" Leng Yue said smugly.
This place is not peaceful after all. Despite her laughter, Leng Yue still asked Ling to prepare a potion of strength, a small hand q, and various emergency medicines for her.
At this point, there's no harm in having too much of these things. Afterwards, he closed his eyes and began cultivating, practicing the Daoist arts he hadn't done in a long time.
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