When Ye Xiruo woke up again, she blinked. The wooden beams, the rough porcelain teacups on the wooden tea table, and the furnishings in the room all looked nothing like modern times. Just as she was about to get up, she was stopped by a pair of rough, large hands.
"Xiao Liu, thank goodness, you're finally awake!" The simply dressed middle-aged woman excitedly grabbed Ye Xiruo's hand: "You're awake, then drink your medicine!"
As she spoke, she got up to fetch the medicine. Ye Xiruo's head throbbed even more. The aunt's clothes were clearly not from modern times. Could it be that she had traveled through time?
Ye Xiruo was in a daze. She reached out and looked at her hand. It wasn't her own fair and smooth hand. This body was at most a teenager. She didn't know why it had died. Then she took over this body. This could be considered an alternative rebirth.
"Xiao Liu, come and take your medicine. After you finish, rest well. You'll be alright, everything will be alright." She wiped her eyes as she spoke, thinking how terrible it was.
In just one year, her mother disappeared, her father passed away, and her fiancé unilaterally announced the annulment of their engagement. Poor Xiaoliu went to the back mountain to find food and rolled down the mountain. She was gone for three days. The doctor said there was no way to save her and that she should leave it to fate. Fortunately, heaven had eyes!
Ye Xiruo's delicate eyebrows furrowed as she stared intently at the dark, strange-smelling medicine in front of her, thinking that she should probably just pretend to faint! If she drank this medicine, how could she possibly survive!
"Xiao Liu, what are you daydreaming about? Drink your medicine while it's hot so you can get better faster."
Ye Xiruo struggled for a long time, but still reluctantly picked up the medicine bowl, pinched her nose, and took a sip.
The end result was that I almost suffocated. I lay on the blanket, coughing for ages, almost coughing up my lungs. My head was spinning, and I was on the verge of fainting.
"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, are you alright! You scared me to death, I'll go get the doctor."
"I...cough, it's nothing...don't worry."
Although everything here was completely unfamiliar to her, the person in front of her was genuinely kind to her, like a mother. Thinking of her mother, Ye Xiruo couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.
"Xiao Liu, are you hungry? Auntie will make you something to eat."
"Auntie, please don't bother with all this. Since I got sick, I feel like I've forgotten a lot of things. Could you tell me about them?"
Aunt Wang's eyes widened immediately, and her expression didn't seem to suggest she was lying: "My poor little Liu, how could you be so unlucky! That damned bastard, if it weren't for that bastard, how could you have ended up in the back mountain!"
Ye Xiruo looked at Aunt Wang blankly, then comforted her, "Auntie, don't worry too much. At least you've survived. Maybe your memory will come back someday?"
"Xiaoliu, do you still remember me?"
Ye Xiruo shook her head, and seeing Aunt Wang's injured face, she immediately added, "But you were the first person I saw after I woke up, and you even helped me brew medicine. You must be an extremely good person."
Aunt Wang's complexion improved considerably, but she still looked at Ye Xiruo with great concern: "The child is alright, she's alright, Auntie will take care of you."
"Thank you very much, Auntie."
From Aunt Wang's words, Ye Xiruo finally gained a general understanding of the world she had transmigrated to.
The continent they lived on was called Taiyan Continent, and the country they lived on was called Rui Kingdom. It was a small country in a remote part of the continent. They lived in Liu Family Village, which was 108,000 miles away from the imperial city. The village had about 500 households, and they made a living by growing some food and medicinal herbs. Their lives were very hard.
This continent has people who cultivate immortality, Buddhism, and Taoism. The closest cultivation sect to Liu Family Village is Luoxia Valley.
Ye Xiruo silently shed a tear at the thought of this body's origins. She had hoped that by changing bodies, she could fulfill her filial duties to this unfortunate child, but alas, fate truly played a cruel trick on her.
The death of this unfortunate child was indeed very suspicious. A weak child who couldn't even kill a chicken ran to the depths of the back mountain. Only a fool would believe there wasn't something fishy going on.
Unfortunately, the original owner's memories were lost, but "I" didn't die, so I believe the mastermind behind it all will eventually surface. However, how am I supposed to deal with this? This body is far too weak!
I just woke up a little while ago and I already feel like my whole body is falling apart. I guess I suffered some internal injuries before and need to take it slow to heal.
Seeing Xiaoliu's increasingly pale face, Aunt Wang touched her pale and thin face with some heartache: "You've been talking for so long, you must be hungry! I'll go get you something to eat, you'll get better faster if you eat your fill."
Ye Xiruo obediently nodded and lay down, though her whole body still ached terribly. In a daze, several fragmented images flashed through her mind: the joy of the whole family when Xiao Liu was born, to her mother's sudden disappearance, and that so-called fiancé. The image lingered on Xiao Liu clutching a small herb in her arms, only to be pushed off the mountain by someone.
Ye Xiruo didn't see that person clearly, but it was probably related to her so-called fiancé. Ye Xiruo's head throbbed even more. In her previous life, she was so pathetically killed by that despicable couple, dying with her eyes wide open in disbelief. Was she going to be killed in this life, just as she had been given a second chance, in a completely incomprehensible way?
Ye Xiruo sat up, startled awake by a cold sweat. In this society, it was incredibly difficult for a vulnerable woman like her to survive. She would never give up as long as there was even a glimmer of hope.
"Xiao Liu." Aunt Wang pushed open the door and entered, carrying a plate in her hand.
The plate held a bowl of white rice porridge, a small bowl of golden steamed egg custard, a small dish of pickles, and a small dish of cold dishes. Although it was simple, it was very cozy.
This reminded Ye Xiruo of the days she spent living in the countryside with her grandparents in her previous life. She sniffed and said, "Let's eat."
The white porridge was cooked until very soft and fluffy, exuding the unique aroma of rice. Paired with pickled cucumbers, pickled green beans, and pickled radishes, the taste was so delicious that Ye Xiruo couldn't help but squint her eyes. It was just too good to pass the time.
After finishing a bowl of porridge, she felt warm and energized, and looked at Aunt Wang with a grin, her eyes half-closed: "Thank you, Aunt Wang, I really like it, it's delicious."
Aunt Wang's smile deepened the wrinkles on her face as she patted Ye Xiruo's slender shoulder: "If you like it, Auntie will make it for you every day. You must take good care of your health. This egg is a special kind of egg; it's good for your health. Eat it while it's hot."
"Hmm." Ye Xiruo was a little puzzled. What was this spirit egg? Could eating it prolong life or cure diseases and disasters? It seemed that there were still many interesting things in this world.
Taking a bite of the golden, smooth steamed egg custard, Ye Xiruo's eyes narrowed happily. Good heavens, could someone tell her if this was an egg? Was this what an egg tasted like? It melted in her mouth, leaving a lingering fragrance; she wished she could swallow her tongue. Ye Xiruo quickly wolfed down a small bowl of steamed egg custard, and her body seemed to feel less sore.
At this point, Ye Xiruo was unaware that this spirit egg was laid by a first-level spirit beast—a spirit chicken. It contained a trace of spiritual energy, which was of little use to cultivators, but was an excellent food and medicine for mortals. Of course, the price was also outrageously expensive.
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