Walking out of the yard, An Wan'er saw a mountain behind the yard.

Without saying a word, she went up the mountain and left behind the vicious curse of the thin black woman in the yard who had finally reacted. She found a quiet place on the mountain and closed her eyes, carefully checking in the sea of ​​consciousness.

An Wan'er first checked her spiritual spring space and storage bags, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she found that those who were still in her sea of ​​consciousness.

However, she found that her tone was a little too fast. Her storage bag could not be opened, and the Lingquan space could only be opened with a small mouth only about three square meters.

Seeing the supplies collected by me in the small world before, it seemed to be separated from me by a solid glass wall. I could only see but not touch it. Although the spiritual spring water in the spiritual spring space was still gushing out. However, what I could touch was only a small piece of water as big as a palm, and a small stream of water as thick as a finger.

An Wan'er: "..."

Everything is still there and has been brought out, but it is just that it cannot be opened for the time being. The situation is not the worst.

Taking a deep breath, An Wan'er comforted herself like this, withdrew her spiritual consciousness from the Lingquan space and began to check the original owner's memory.

After checking, she frowned. The original owner of her world was still named An Wan'er. However, when she was three or four years old, she was separated from her family and was "picked" from the market by the "fathers" of this family, and she was given a child bride to the sick girl who was ten years older than her. From then on, she lived a miserable life that was so different from the past. She still couldn't eat enough to work all day long and was beaten and scolded.

In the "husband" family, the original owner lived a very bad life. Even because of her arrival, the sick "husband"'s body began to recover slowly. The better the recovery, the better, and no one liked her. Even if she was a cow for them, she only ate clear soup, water and sweet potato skins that counted rice grains, and was still despised to eat too much.

When the original owner was seven or eight years old, he had originally agreed to be her husband, but most of the sickly people who had recovered were already seventeen or eighteen years old. Naturally, it was impossible for her to grow up, so he changed his words and said that he would pick her up as an adopted daughter for the family.

In this way, the sick man got married. The one who married the thin black woman who had beaten her with a stick.

Since the fight came, the woman disliked the original owner. She thought of ways to make trouble, but she beat and scolded her more frequently. She often refused to give her sweet potato skins, causing her to have to touch the bark and grass roots quietly.

Thinking of the hard life the original owner has lived over the years, An Wan'er's eyes were full of anger.

But these are not all. When the original owner grew up to twelve or thirteen years old, he gradually grew up, and the coarse cloth clothes could not cover her natural beauty. When the sick girl started to pay attention to her all the time, the thin black woman became even more aggressive to her.

In the end, she even deliberately scratched her face with scissors because of jealousy, destroying her appearance. This made the sick man completely extinguish his bad thoughts about her.

The destruction of her appearance also made many unmarried men in the village who were originally peeping at her rest. This made the sick and her family lose the opportunity to get a large bride price with her.

The thin black woman would beat her today because the thin black woman was scolded by her mother-in-law again. She felt sorry for her that she ruined the original owner's appearance and reduced the family a lot of bride gifts.

The thin black woman was angry and turned around and didn't even ask for a reason, she vented the anger on her body.

If An Wan'er hadn't come, she would have been afraid of being beaten and scolded long ago. The original owner, who developed a cowardly and did not dare to resist at all, would still be able to endure it.

Then, after enduring the stick on the head, he died directly.

At this beginning, should I start the road to getting rich and seeking relatives by doing business and farming? Or should I find a place to hide, directly practice my internal skills and mental skills, simply use force to shock the family, let them explain their own life experience, and then go directly to seek relatives and use their power to avenge?

After thinking for a while, An Wan'er decided to try the second one first. If it works best, then consider the first one if it doesn't work.

But if it was the first type, before that, she had to find a way to get rid of the family. Otherwise, let alone An Wan'er herself. Even the original owner would not want to let the family take advantage of it after becoming rich, right?

After all, from memory, the original owner had never felt a trace of warmth in that family. All he had was beating, insulting, enslaving and hunger that was engraved into his bones and blood.

That's right, from the day I stepped into this house, the original owner had never had a full meal.

Moreover, the original owner was not as simple as being "picked" by that family back then.

The original owner had already forgotten it, but An Wan'er could clearly see it from the original owner's memory. The original owner was born either rich or noble. In his memory, in addition to his father and mother with a big belly, he also had an elder brother who was eight or nine years older than him.

Back then, she was clearly deliberately delivered to the family by the old woman around her.

The family seemed to know the woman and the woman. I don’t know if they had any other benefits. But when the woman handed the original owner to the hand of the family, the red gold Ruyi Eight Treasures collar she wore was not taken off.

After that, the sick people in the family who had been cut with the cut golden collar were able to get money to see a doctor. Finally, they were cured and married a wife.

It was a pity that the family did not thank her for this. Instead, they were afraid that her family would come to her and deliberately used the shortest time to get her hungry.

But even if it was long-term hunger, it still could not change the original owner's natural outstanding appearance. However, that appearance was eventually destroyed.

The original owner, who was destroyed in appearance and lost value, was even more unwelcome, was driven to the old house by the family. That is, the dirt house and the broken yard that An Wan'er saw before...

After reading the original owner's memory, An Wan'er sighed, touched her stomach that was so hungry that she was a little painful, and looked around and walked another mountain road. With her memory, she found a sour jujube tree that no one cares about, and used a stone to hit a date.

After taking a bite of the date, the sour smell made An Wan'er frown immediately, and she was so busy spitting out the date.

Hmm, no wonder even though I was extremely hungry, the original owner had never had the idea of ​​making this date.
Chapter completed!