"Fanghua.... My poor Fanghua, why are you so stupid?" There was intermittent sobbing in her ears, and the girl lying on the bed slowly opened her eyes. What she 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 she?' She remembered that she just got the first prize in 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? 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 Kings Village in Xi County, and it was from a girl whose name was the same as her. 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 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 Master Doctor when she was young, sent to school, and thought 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 her arms had not spoken since she woke up. Wang Shuyun suddenly became flustered and asked anxiously. "Mom I'm fine. I'm just a little thirsty..." Only then Lin Fanghua raise her head from Wang Shuyun'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. Her 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 Shuyun burst into tears of joy. While wiping the tears at the corner of her eyes, whe was holding a white porcelain jar to feed Lin Fanghua water.
"Now that I'm fine, let's pack up and go straight to Li family. There's no need to make any arrangements. 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 Shuyun 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 Jiaqi and Lin Yangwei.
At first, he did not tell her. But since Wang Shuyun gave birth to a fool, he became unscrupulous and directly took Yao Yulan and the two children into the Lin family.
For so many years, Wang Shuyun 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 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 Shuyun as if they were strangers. "Besides, Jiaqi was admitted to the college of Yanjing. I received the betrothal gifts from the Li family in order to pay the tuition fee for Jiaqi. If you don't want Fanghua to marry Li Dazhi, the Li family will not give up unless you return the betrothal gifts!"
"How much...how much?" Wang Shuyun asked with hope.
"500 yuan"
As soon as Lin Jianjun finished speaking, the hope in Wang Shuyun's eyes was shattered and her face turned pale. 500 yuan was an astronomical figure for her. Her monthly living expenses were no more than one yuan. Where could she get 500 yuan?Panicked, she directly knelt on the ground and hugged Lin Jianjun's leg. "Jianjun, I beg you, don't marry Fanghua to Li Dazhi. Jiaqi is your daughter so is Fanghua. I know she is not good at studying. She is always disobedient and makes you angry. Can I ask her to change? I beg you Jianjun..."