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I can't breathe!
A suffocating feeling of impending death gripped Lin Xihe.
She distinctly felt a pair of rough hands forcefully pushing her head into the water.
In an instant, icy water rushed into her nose and ears. She instinctively tried to open her mouth to call for help, but the water surged into her mouth instead.
"If you want to stay in this village, you'd better listen to me! You little slut, what's wrong with my son?" A burly and fierce village woman cursed viciously, her strength undiminished as she continued to push the woman's head deeper into the water vat.
Seeing that the woman's struggling movements were gradually weakening, the village woman grabbed her hair and pulled her out of the water vat.
Lin Xihe felt as if her lungs were on fire, and at this moment she felt as if she had been reborn, greedily breathing in the air.
"If you dare to talk back again, I'll make sure you die right here!"
After saying that, the village woman spat and strode away arrogantly.
Lin Xihe lay on the ground, too weak to move.
My brain was fogged up from the lack of oxygen, making it impossible to think.
It took her a while to come to her senses.
Before me was a dilapidated courtyard with earthen walls, and not far away was the large vat that had nearly drowned me.
Where is this?
How did I get here?
Suddenly, she remembered. Her stomach had suddenly started to hurt, but she was so engrossed in reading a novel that she went upstairs to the toilet while reading, and then she slipped and fell.
My head hurts a lot.
Lin Xihe subconsciously rubbed her throbbing head, then realized something was wrong.
Even without looking in the mirror, just by looking at her waist-length hair, she clearly realized that this body was not her own.
"Time travel?"
"Then my original body must have died from the fall?"
"I can't die! I still have 200 yuan left on WeChat!!"
The two hundred yuan she has left in her WeChat account is all she cares about now.
Her parents favored sons over daughters and had long since abandoned her.
A year after graduation, she followed a short video team deep into the mountains to film videos of intangible cultural heritage projects or artisans making handicrafts. Of course, she was not the main character, but rather a helper.
He paid 2,800 yuan a month, including room and board. He had just paid off his tuition debt from when he was in school last month and saved 200 yuan. Then he disappeared.
Oh my god, this is awful...
I didn't spend any money!
Sitting on the ground, Lin Xihe felt as if the sky had fallen.
At this moment, the original owner's memories surged forth like a tidal wave.
The original owner of this body was the daughter of a general, named Lin Xihe. Her elder brother tragically fell off a cliff and died during the war. Her father also died in battle.
Originally, she was the only one left in the family and should have been treated well. However, she was betrayed by the family steward, who claimed that her father had written a poem that offended the late emperor.
In a fit of rage, the new emperor ransacked General Lin's mansion.
The only and frail daughter of the general, Lin Xihe, was driven out of the house. Considering the achievements of the old general throughout his life, the family property was confiscated, and Lin Xihe was not reduced to a lowly status.
Subsequently, the butler of Lin Xihe's fiancé came to her door to annul the engagement, and the letter of annulment cut off all her options.
Later, she sold her jewelry and bought the dilapidated courtyard where she now lives, leaving her with very little money.
"Oh my god, this is so unlucky! Why am I so unlucky?!" Lin Xihe sighed deeply at the sky.
If you've time-traveled, why are you still so poor?
What difference does it make if there's one more rich person in the world? What difference does it make!
She's practically a child born to an unlucky mother, a truly unlucky kid.
Lin Xihe couldn't help but unleash a torrent of profanities: "This damn ****, it's a ****, ****, ****, ****."
After cursing for a while, Lin Xihe quieted down.
I'm just too tired to keep cursing.
She was so hungry that her stomach was practically touching her back, and she felt limp and weak all over.
Stepping inside and looking around, she finally understood what it meant to be destitute and penniless.
Upon closer inspection, it was even worse than it initially appeared.
Inside the room was only a broken wooden bed, a wooden table that looked as if it had been through countless years and was full of vicissitudes, and a stool with uneven corners next to it.
Lin Xihe wailed inwardly.
She looked at the family again in disbelief. How could they be so poor?
However, the most urgent thing is to find something to eat.
The village is located in an extremely remote place, and the place where I live is in an even more remote corner.
She searched for food along the village paths, and after much effort, she finally found some wild fruits in the mountains outside the village, which at least filled her stomach.
Lin Xihe quickly adapted to life in the village, but she just couldn't get used to the feeling of being hungry all the time.
It was practically like going hungry for three days and eating six meals a day; that's right, you could only eat one meal a day.
She would take a sickle and go up the mountain at dawn, not returning until dark, gathering firewood, catching wild rabbits, and picking wild fruits. She did this for more than ten days.
The fierce village woman went back to her parents' home to visit relatives, and she hasn't come to bully her during this time.
Even so, Lin Xihe's life was still chaotic and hopeless, barely managing to make ends meet.
Today was even more unfortunate; I got lost in the mountains and it turned from daytime to nighttime.
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