"Frag Flowers... My poor Fang Hua... Why are you so stupid?"

There was intermittent sobbing in her ears, and the girl lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes.

What they could see was a dim oil lamp. The original appearance of the black wooden bed could no longer be seen. The creaking sound was heard when the bed moved slightly. Even the surrounding walls were piled up with mud and had many mottled spider webs on them.

Where was he?

She remembered that she just got the first No. $4,4 prize in the Chinese Medicine industry and was about to drive home after the award ceremony as the Master of Chinese Medicine in Hua Country. As a result, she was hit by a large truck coming out of nowhere.

Later, she knew nothing...

"Fanghua, you're awake? You almost scared me to death. Why do you say that you can't take it? What if you don't have it? What if I don't have it? Woo..."

An excited voice came from above her head. Before she could react, the next second, she fell into a warm embrace.

Her head suddenly ached, and many memories that did not belong to her suddenly appeared in her mind.

After a while, Lin Fanghua finally realized that it was time-travel.

Time-traveled to a small remote village called King's Village in the Xi County of the appreciates, and it was from a little girl whose name was the same as the one that tried to commit suicide.

It was her biological mother, Wang Shuyun, who was holding her.

The smell that lingered between her breaths was not pleasant to smell. All kinds of Haixin smell and sweat mixed together, but Lin Fanghua felt inexplicably at ease.

In her previous life, she had never seen her parents. She was adopted by the Magic Doctor Master when she was young, sent to school, and taught her medical skills and the principles of living with others.

After her master died, she became completely alone.

But she never thought that she would have the opportunity to enjoy the feeling of family affection.

"What's wrong with you, Fanghua? Don't scare me. Is your head still hurting?"

The daughter in his arms had not spoken since she woke up. Wang Shuying suddenly became flustered and asked anxiously.

"Mom, I'm fine. I'm just a little thirsty..."

Only then did Lin Fanghua raise her head from Wang Shuying's arms and speak in a hoarse voice. What she saw was the woman's dark and bitter face.

Her hands became dry and rough due to her years of hard work, and there were many black cracks on them.

His body was even more gaunt, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

"It's good that you're fine... It's good that you're fine... Drink some water to moisten your throat..."

Wang Shuying burst into tears with joy. While wiping away the tears at the corners of her eyes, she was holding a white porcelain jar to feed Lin Fanghua water.

"Now that I'm fine, let's pack up and go straight to the Li family. There's no need to make any arrangement. I'm ashamed!"

An impatient male voice suddenly came from the room. Lin Fanghua looked up and saw a cold-blooded gaze.

From the memory of the original body, the man who spoke was Lin Jianjun, Lin Fanghua's father.

When Wang Shuying was carrying Lin Fanghua, Lin Jianjun and his neighbor's young widow Yao Yulan secretly got along well and gave birth to a pair of siblings named Lin Yangwei and Lin Jiaqi.

At first, she did not tell him. But since Wang Shuying gave birth to a fool, she became unscrupulous and directly took Yao Yulan and the two children into the Lin family.

For so many years, Wang Shuying had been submissive and dared not to say anything against it.

Lin Fanghua had thought that she would be as obedient as usual this time. Unexpectedly, she suddenly stood up in a protective posture and refused, "No! No! You know who Li Dazhi is. He's 20 years older than Fanghua, and he can't be a human. He can't torture his wife to death. How can Fanghua marry such a person?"

"Fanghua is a member of the Lin Family. Her marriage is none of your business!"

Lin Jianjun said lightly. He looked at Wang Shuying as if they were strangers. "Besides, Jiaqi was admitted to the college in Yan Jing. I received the betrothal gifts from the Lin family in order to pay the tuition fee for Jiaqi. If you don't want Fanghua to marry Li Daheng, the Li family will not give up unless you return the betrothal gifts to the Li family!"

"How much... how much?"

Wang Shuying asked with hope.

"Five hundred."

As soon as Lin Jianjun finished speaking, the hope in Wang Shuying's eyes was shattered and his face turned pale.

500 yuan was an astronomical figure for her.

Her monthly living expenses were no more than one or two yuan. Where could she get 500 yuan back?

Panicked, she directly knelt on the ground and hugged Lin Jianjun's leg. "Jianjun, I beg you, don't marry Fang Hua to Li Daji. Jiaqi is your daughter, so is Fang Hua. I know she is not good at studying. She is always disobedient and makes you angry. Can I ask her to change? I beg Jianjun..."

Seeing Wang Shuying begged Lin Jianjun in such a humble way, Lin Fanghua's eyes gradually darkened.

She inherited the memory of the original owner, so she naturally knew what kind of life Wang Shuying had lived since Yao Yulan married her two children.

Not only did she have to take good care of her mother-in-law and Lin Jianjun, but she was also despised by Yao Yulan in every way. Even Yao Yulan's two children didn't take Wang Shuying seriously and treated her as a free labor.

As long as the original owner resisted slightly, he would still suffer in the end.

The reason why the three of them crowded in this remote broken house by the village was that the original owner had a dispute with Lin Jiaqi last time. Lin Jiaqi was pushed into the river, causing Lin Jiaqi's fever for three days and three nights. The three members of their family were driven here by Lin Jianjun.

But only the original owner knew that Lin Jiaqi actually jumped into the river by herself.

Since Lin Jiaqi had a fever, she not only robbed the original boyfriend Qin Yu, but also got into the university in Yan Jing.

However, the original owner ended up notorious and had no choice but to commit suicide by bumping into a wall.

She was forced to death by the Lin family, but in the end, her mother asked the Lin family to forgive her.

Although Lin Fanghua knew that Wang Shuying did this for her own good, she couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mother, get up quickly!"

She turned over and got out of bed, trying to pull up Wang Shuying, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Fanghua, kneel down quickly and apologize to your father, quick!" Wang Shuying quickly grabbed her hand, hoping that she could kneel to admit her mistake.

However, Wang Jianjun suddenly took a step back, as if he was afraid of being stuck to something dirty. He looked at Lin Fanghua with extremely disgusted eyes. "Don't call me dad. I don't have such a shameless daughter like you!"

"Hah..."

However, Lin Fanghua suddenly laughed and said lightly, "I don't want to be your daughter, either. You said that you would shoot me into the wall, right? As the saying goes, if the roof is rock, the roof is rock. Didn't I learn from you?"

She was beautiful. With her arched eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, small cherry-shaped mouth, and an oval-shaped face, her smile was even more charming.