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Chapter 1 Traveling

"Qiao Qixin, get up! Hurry up and wash your clothes! I have to wear them for school tomorrow morning!"

Early in the morning, the "dong dong dong" knocking on the door woke Qiao Qixin from her sleep.

Mumbling something about Chinese culture, she thought the person knocking on the door was her brother and reluctantly got out of bed with sleepy eyes.

Huh?

Qiao Qixin was stunned for a moment when she lowered her head and saw the shoes in front of the bed.

These cloth shoes are mine???

Three question marks appeared above her head. Qiao Qixin turned around and looked around the room she was in.

The yellowed walls, the exposed bricks with their surface peeling off...

It’s a mistake. How could a room without her be so shabby?

Qiao Qixin's brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a memory that did not belong to her flooded into her mind.

The original owner of this body is also named Qiao Qixin. When she was 15 years old, her patriarchal mother gave her thirty taels of silver and a wild boar as a gift and "married" her to a thirty-year-old man who had five children.

Liang Anting!

Qiao Qixin was severely shocked. However, the things in the memory of the original owner that refreshed her outlook were far more than these.

The original owner was trained by her patriarchal mother to be honest and a pleaser. After marrying into the Liang family, she diligently took care of Liang Anting and her five stepsons and stepdaughters.

On weekdays, she does all the laundry, cooking and cleaning.

There are seven people in this family!

The workload is twice as big as when the original owner was at her parents’ home!

But what about those little brats? They teased her in different ways all day long.

Either put bugs in clean clothes, or push yourself in the back while doing laundry.

If you don't pay attention to your body, you will fall into the river full of big rocks. If you are not lucky, you will die!

The head of the family, Liang Anting, was a hunter who was homeless every day.

When he came back, the original owner didn't even have time to complain to him, so those naughty kids came to Liang Anding and made groundless complaints, saying that the original owner abused them when he was not at home.

When the complaint was made, everyone was in tears and shouted "Dad" one after another. Liang Anting was so indiscriminate in calling her, and she scolded the original owner until she cried every time.

A few times when it got serious, he even attacked the original person!

Liang Anting is a man and a hunter, so the original owner cannot defeat him.

She had bruises all over her body and had to go to the river to wash the clothes of the whole family! Liang Anting’s fists and feet would fall on her if she didn’t wash them!

When the original owner was tortured to the point where he couldn't bear it anymore, he would often think of divorce.

But Liang Anting would definitely not agree. Thinking about her natal family...

Therefore, the original owner has endured until now, until last night when Liang Hejing, Liang Anting's third son, "accidentally" pushed him onto the hot pot.

The palms and arms supporting the body suffered extensive burns.

The herbs stored at home were also hidden by several children.

The original owner, exhausted both physically and mentally, died of severe pain.

In fact, the injuries on the original owner's body were not fatal. What really led to death was the high-intensity labor of the original owner for many days and her huge mental internal consumption.

At this time, Qiao Qixin, who had penetrated the original owner, also felt the burning pain on her arm.

"Who are these people!"

Qiao Qixin frowned and looked at the blisters on the burned area while complaining about this weird family.

"Domestic violence man, naughty child, no, he can't be considered a naughty child anymore, such a pure bad guy!"

"Qiao Qixin! What are you doing in there! You haven't opened the door for so long! Didn't you just burn it? What's so pretentious!"

Outside the door, a boy was cursing and banging on the door.
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