Ai Xiaoxia felt dizzy. The noisy chirping of cicadas mixed with the sharp curses of a woman made her feel suffocated. She frowned and opened her eyes reluctantly.
At this moment, I was sitting in a very old courtyard, with three old tiled houses in the front, stone walls around it, and two willow trees outside the wooden gate. The leaves were curled up by the sun, and the cicadas were chirping in the trees.
There was a foul smell behind her, and from time to time there were two pig squeals. If she guessed correctly, she was sitting against the pigpen.
Before Ai Xiaoxia could think carefully about where she was and why she was there, a young woman in a yellow-green plaid dress and with a big mouth approached her.
The woman grabbed Ai Xiaoxia by the collar, slapped her face, and scolded her, "Ai Xiaoxia, you bitch! We agreed that you would bring back 2,000 yuan on your return visit, and you only brought back 300 yuan. Are you kidding me? I pushed you, and you pretended to faint. I'm going to punish you for your mother."
Although Ai Xiaoxia's mind was blank and she had no idea what the other party was saying, she was also very angry at this moment. As an eighth-degree black belt in Taekwondo, when had she ever been bullied like this?
She grabbed the woman's arm with her backhand, turned over and pressed her to the ground, then started fighting with her while riding on her. The dust on the ground was raised, accompanied by the howling of the woman under her, it was very intense.
Just as Ai Xiaoxia was fighting hard, her hand was grabbed by a middle-aged woman in her fifties.
Although the middle-aged woman had many wrinkles on her face, she was in good spirits. She grabbed Ai Xiaoxia's hand and started scolding her, "You damned brat, you're going to make a scene! You even dared to hit your sister-in-law? Are you going to hit me, your mother, too?"
Ai Xiaoxia was stunned. Mom? This isn't the voice my mom speaks in.
She raised her head and looked at the person in front of her who she had never seen before. She was completely confused. She retracted her hand and asked, "Who are you?"
The middle-aged woman got angry when she heard what Ai Xiaoxia said: "What? You don't even recognize your mother?"
The woman under Ai Xiaoxia saw that Ai Xiaoxia was in a daze, so she turned around and reached out to scratch her face.
How could Ai Xiaoxia let her succeed? She dodged the other person's hand, grabbed the other person's hair and punched her a few more times. She was the kind of person who would not suffer any loss.
The middle-aged woman next to her desperately pulled Ai Xiaoxia, "What the hell is wrong with you? We agreed that when you return home, you'll bring back the gift money from your in-laws' family and your husband's bankbook to buy a TV for your brother's house and build a house for your younger brother. You didn't get any money. Is this unreasonable?"
Ai Xiaoxia finally understood what they were saying. They were asking her to exploit her husband's family to support her own greedy brothers? So shameless?
She stood up angrily, stepped on the woman on the ground, and said to the middle-aged woman in front of her: "Have you ever seen anyone use the gift money collected from the husband's family to buy a TV for her brother's family and build a house for her younger brother's family? Are you crazy because of poverty? Are you shameless?"
The middle-aged woman was stunned by Ai Xiaoxia's question: "Are you stupid? How many times have I told you that your brother and your younger brother are the roots of the Ai family? Your children will have the surname Lu, but your nephew will have the same surname as you, Ai. You can't tell which is closer and which is farther?"
As Ai Xiaoxia listened to the middle-aged woman's words that destroyed her worldview, many memories that did not belong to her suddenly flooded into her mind.
After sorting out her thoughts, Ai Xiaoxia only thought of one possibility: she had traveled through time and become the body of a girl with the same name and surname as herself.
But this is not the Magic City of the 21st century, but a small village in the north in 1992.
She is no longer a well-known graphic designer, but the second daughter of the Ai family in Dawa Village, Shiqiao Township, who has just gotten married. Her husband is Lu Jingshen, and she got married three days ago. Today is the day for her to return to her parents' home.
Before getting married, her mother Meng Qiuju gave Ai Xiaoxia a task, asking her to collect the gift money collected from the banquet at her in-laws' house and her husband's passbook, and bring them back together on the day of her return home.
Originally, weddings in rural areas in the north were mostly held in the winter when farmers were not busy, but the Ai family was anxious to use the money to build a house for their youngest son's engagement, so they forced the Lu family to hold the wedding in advance.
In order to fulfill her mother's task, the original owner quarreled with her new husband for three days and they did not consummate the marriage. However, her husband's family really had no money. Her father-in-law's illness in the past few years had used up all the family savings. This year, they gave the Ai family a betrothal gift of 1,800 yuan, so now they can come up with these 300 yuan.
The original owner came back with the money and secretly gave the three hundred yuan to her mother while her husband was accompanying her father to water the rice field.
Sister-in-law Guan Mingyue was waiting for money to buy a TV. Now she heard from her mother-in-law that her sister-in-law only brought back 300 yuan. She was so angry that she went out and pushed the original owner who was feeding the pigs. The original owner hit his head on the wall of the pigpen and fainted. Then Ai Xiaoxia came.
When Ai Xiaoxia figured this out, she was also confused. What kind of family was this? Was she her biological child?
Although her family in her previous life was not rich, it was a harmonious and well-off family. Facing the home in front of her, Ai Xiaoxia was heartbroken.
Her only hope now is that the soul in this body can travel back to her own body and take good care of her parents for her.
Since God has arranged it this way, I have to accept this reality quickly and turn things around as soon as possible.
Seeing Ai Xiaoxia remained silent, Meng Qiuju reached out and pinched Ai Xiaoxia's arm: "You idiot, are you listening to me? Can't you tell the difference between near and far? Only those with the surname Ai are your relatives."
Ai Xiaoxia dodged Meng Qiuju's hand and asked Meng Qiuju, "Did you also steal money from our house to give to my uncle? Does my brother and sister-in-law have any objection?" As she spoke, she loosened her foot on Guan Mingyue. She couldn't let anyone die.
Guan Mingyue felt that Ai Xiaoxia's strength had weakened, and she quickly got up. Of course, what Ai Xiaoxia asked Meng Qiuju just now also made Guan Mingyue feel uneasy. She could accept her sister-in-law giving her benefits, but she could not accept her mother-in-law giving the family's money to outsiders. She also looked at Meng Qiuju with a speculative look.
Seeing her eldest daughter-in-law looking at her like that, Meng Qiuju quickly said, "How could I possibly steal money from home and give it to outsiders?"
Guan Mingyue breathed a sigh of relief.
But Ai Xiaoxia looked at Meng Qiuju and smiled: "It feels like only your home is a home, your son is a son, but other people's are not?"
After saying that, Ai Xiaoxia looked at Guan Mingyue and asked, "Sister-in-law, your future child will have the surname Ai, and your nephew will have the same surname as you. So who do you think is closer to you?"
Guan Mingyue didn't know how to answer Ai Xiaoxia's question. She had a big mouth to begin with, and now it was even wider.
Meng Qiuju was so nervous she was sweating. Was this still her daughter? Was this child possessed by an evil spirit?
She knew her own selfish motives, but it was something she could only understand but not express in words. At this point, she could only change the subject and say, "Every family's situation is different. We can't generalize, right?"
As they were talking, a young man with a sloppy look, wearing a faded vest and black trousers, walked in. "What are you arguing about? Why haven't you cooked yet?"
Ai Xiaoxia has all the memories of the original owner and knows that this person is the eldest brother Ai Laifu, who is a lazy person. He married Guan Mingyue last winter. He has not changed much after marriage and is still idle.
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