Xu Niannian just wanted some peace and quiet, and nodded repeatedly at Yang Cuihua's words.
When Yang Cuihua left, she took Xu Dawei with her, to avoid disturbing her daughter's rest.
Finally alone, Xu Niannian let out a sigh of relief.
Now she had the chance to sort out her thoughts properly.
She was certain that she had indeed transmigrated and into the body of this girl no less.
With the original host's memories, Xu Niannian knew very well what kind of person she was.
It was ironic that in the '70s and '80s, when everyone favored sons over daughters, her parents were the odd ones out, treating their daughter like a golden lump but treating their son as if he were a loss.
Xu Niannian did not agree with favoring sons over daughters, nor the reverse.
She believed sons and daughters should be equally loved by their parents.
But this favoritism towards daughters was not just slight; it was so extreme it was almost laughable.
The daughter could do no wrong, whereas the son could do no right and was constantly criticized.
It was precisely because of her parents' indulgence that the original host had become so arrogant and domineering.
She would beat or scold her brothers constantly, was lazy and gluttonous, at 16 years old she couldn't even cook a meal or wash her clothes, always enslaving her brothers.
If something displeased her, she enjoyed hitting her brothers for fun, truly losing all sense of morality.
The original host was injured because her older brother was out working and no one was there to cook for her. Panicking from hunger, she demanded her nine-year-old second brother to cook.
If the food wasn't to her liking, she'd lose her temper and chase his head with a frying pan. The pain was too much for him, and he pushed her in defense.
This was how the original Xu Niannian ended up being pushed onto the threshold and got a bloody wound on her head.
At this point in the memory, the present Xu Niannian arrived.
Having just transmigrated, it felt like she was about to die from the pain, lying there like a beached fish.
Thinking back now, she figured the original host must have died from that fall, which led to her transmigration.
Thinking about the nasty things the original host did, Xu Niannian thought she really had it coming.
Lying on the straw mat, she looked around the room, feeling dizzy.
The room was made of old wooden planks, and judging by their decay, they must have been many years old, dark and somber in color.
It wasn't a big room, only about ten square meters, and everything inside was in plain sight.
The bed she was lying on was about one and a half meters wide, an old-fashioned wooden bed placed against the wall.
Besides the bed, there was an old dressing table and a rickety desk, missing one leg.
The dressing table was made when Yang Cuihua and Xu Dawei got married. As Xu Niannian grew up, she became particularly fond of beauty and demanded this dressing table. Yang Cuihua, who doted on her daughter, didn't hesitate for a second and agreed immediately.
When Yang Cuihua and Xu Dawei came out of Xu Niannian's room, just one glare from Cuihua could scold someone to death.
"Useless trash, the older one's useless and so is the younger one, none of you know how to protect your sister, just knowing to freeload for food. Zhiqiang, go, make your sister a sugar water egg."
Yang Cuihua still didn't know the reason for Xu Niannian's injury. If she knew it was Xu Zhicheng who pushed her, she would surely beat him to death.
Xu Zhicheng shrank behind Xu Zhiqiang out of fear while Zhiqiang remained somewhat calmer.
Seeing his mother's attitude, he knew the lazybones hadn't yet managed to speak up. He had no choice but to obediently go to the kitchen, make a sugar water egg, and bring it to Xu Niannian.
For now, placating that lazybones was the priority. Otherwise, if mom found out, the third child would be half-dead even if not beaten to death.
Xu Dawei was better than Yang Cuihua in this regard. Although he also doted on his daughter, he didn't go as far as to dismiss his sons completely.
The youngest son, Xu Duoyu, hearing about the sugar water egg, had his eyes light up and went over to Yang Cuihua with a pitiful look.
"Mom, I also want a sugar water egg."
Yang Cuihua glared fiercely, her lips flipping over and she scolded, "Eat, eat, eat, that's all you know. Eggs are precious, and our family has only so few. If we give them all to you, what about your sister? Go away, I have to go to work."
The family was poor, Xu Dawei was lame and couldn't move easily, unable to do much work on the construction site.
If Yang Cuihua didn't go, the family would be ruined.
So, knowing Xu Niannian was alright, Yang Cuihua hurried off to work.
Xu Dawei dragged his leg off to collect firewood.
In this house, one couldn't expect any sound insulation, so Xu Niannian heard every word Yang Cuihua scolded from outside.
Thinking of the dressing table in the room, Xu Niannian struggled to sit up.
In the dusty mirror, Xu Niannian could vaguely see her own reflection, the mirror was blurred because it was covered in a layer of dust.
A face like an egg, almond eyes, born with bright eyes and white teeth, she had a seductively adorable appearance.
Xu Niannian couldn't help but gasp. She knew from her memories that the original host had always been known as a beauty in the whole region.
But she hadn't imagined she would be this beautiful, the very epitome of a disaster-bringing beauty.
She involuntarily touched her face, which was slightly yellow. Even so, it was so beautiful that it was hard to look away. If her skin were whiter, how much more unbearable would it be?
No woman doesn't love beauty, and looking at such a face, Xu Niannian finally found some consolation in the fact that she was not only younger but also prettier.
Falling short in family circumstances wasn't a big deal; she could always earn money by herself.
As she was thinking this, there was a creak, and the door to the room opened.
Xu Zhiqiang came in with the sugar water egg.
Xu Niannian turned her head and saw her brother who was just a year younger than her.
"Sister, mom told me to make you this sugar water egg."
Xu Zhiqiang handed the clay bowl with the sugar water egg to Xu Niannian expressionlessly.
Xu Niannian assessed the brother before her. He looked a bit like her, and his features were quite handsome.