Mu Wanqing had a splitting headache, and a lot of strange memories flooded into her brain. She wanted to resist but could not. She could only bear it, and there was also a feeling that she could not control her own body, which made her angry and powerless.

At this time, she was lying in the woodshed, and a little boy's sobbing voice sounded in her ear. "Sister, get up. Sister, don't die. If you die, what about Doudou? Sister..."

"Stop howling. Why are you crying here? The two of you are the nemesis. If one of you dies, the other will be missing. Hurry up and get up to work. You'll be so lazy."

The old lady of the Mu family had a mean expression on her face, and her sharp voice sounded behind Doudou. Before she finished speaking, she raised her foot and kicked Doudou's thin body, which made Doudou stumble and lie on Wanqing's body. It was so painful that it couldn't get up.

"Mother, don't be angry. I'll ask the big dragon to take the mat and throw it away. It's not an eyesore. You can go back and have a good rest. Let me deal with the things here!"

The speaker was Mrs. Zhou, the eldest daughter-in-law of the Mu family. She was Doudou's eldest aunt. She was mean and mean in her daily life. She had never been kind to Doudou and her brother. The hard work was done by the two siblings. She kept her daughter well.

The biggest wish he had ever had was that Mu Wanqing would die. Today, he finally got what he wanted, so what he said was still with a hint of happiness, but she hid it very well.

Hearing this, Doudou hurriedly endured the pain and knelt down to beg the old lady. "Grandma, let me buy a coffin. Grandma, Doudou begs you..."

"Buy a coffin? Bah, it's good enough to give her a mat. I'm telling you, if you don't get up to work, I'll chop your sister into pieces and feed them to dogs. Those things that make you lose money..."

Wanqing's brain had been restored. At this time, she sighed in her heart, wondering why she was so unlucky. How could she encounter a landslide in the countryside? It was really unpredictable. It was not only dead, but also time-travel.

"Time-travel, it's time-travel." But why did he time-travel to a dynasty that had never been seen in history, and also to a remote small village? Although the owner had the same name as her, she had a very hard life with the little girl. Life was the most difficult one. Every day, she was tired and tired, and it was common for her to not be able to eat or wear warm clothes. The most miserable thing was that she was not loved by her parents, and she had to be beaten every day. The little girl finally couldn't bear it. After being beaten last time, she fell ill directly and died of illness. Wanqing really had a mental breakdown. It was so miserable that she hadn't even seen such a miserable person on TV.

But now that she had died without a coffin, she wanted to use the straw mat to wrap her up and throw her into the mass grave? Wanqing felt sorry for this little girl who had died wrongly. At the same time, she thought that since God had given her another chance, she should let her live well on behalf of this poor girl and let those who used to bully the little girl pay the price. Besides, this younger brother would be her younger brother in the future. She would definitely take good care of him and not let him suffer any more.

He didn't know if Wanqing's idea was known by the little girl. She felt that her brain was not particularly clear just now. At this time, it was very clear, and the depressed mood disappeared in an instant. Moreover, there was a weak and distant thanks in her ear.

Wanqing wanted to shake her head and say that she didn't have to be polite, but she still couldn't move. She could only wait, wait for her body to move.

"Your sister is dead, and you will do all your work in the future. Our Mu family doesn't keep idle people."

After Old Lady Mu finished her mean words again, she turned around and was about to leave the woodshed. After all, there were corpses here. Old lady Mu disliked bad luck. Mrs. Zhou sneered and turned to leave with the old lady.

At the moment when the two of them opened the door, just when Doudou thought that it would not live long, suddenly someone spoke. The voice was gloomy and long, and it gave people a creepy feeling. And in this small woodshed, people felt that the air had dropped several degrees.

"Grandma, aunt, it hurts so much..." Wanqing was really in pain. Her whole body was in pain, and the most painful thing was her stomach. Obviously, she was hungry.

"Does it hurt? What's going on?" When the old lady and Mrs. Zhou heard the voice, they were so scared that their legs trembled. They stood at the door and did not dare to move or look back.

No matter how powerful they were, they were just a woman. It was not terrible to face a dead person. But if a dead person spoke, wouldn't it be terrible?

"Mother... you, did you hear the sound..."

"I, you... also heard it?"

The two of them looked at each other and ran away. While running, they shouted, "It's a dead man..."

The Mu family lived in the east of the village, and there were not many people. In addition, the Mu family's style of doing things made many people look down on them, so their voices did not attract anyone's attention, except for Mu Dalong and Mu Zhuang, who had just returned.

Wanqing looked coldly at the two people who were scared away, and her face was cold. She wanted to get up and teach them a lesson, but she had no strength at all.

Seeing that her sister had woken up, the little Doudou cried again in surprise. "Sister, you are not dead... It's great!"

Wanqing looked at the thin boy in front of her with gentle eyes. It was said that he was six years old, but he looked like he was only four years old. The little body made Wanqing's heart ache and she wanted to cry. She had a younger brother in her previous life, and he was also very close to her. In just a few years, the brother and sister could not see each other. Now she saw Doudou, who was about the same age as her younger brother but had suffered all kinds of pain since she was a child. The soft string in her heart was bounced up. Wanqing swore to protect her younger brother well so that he would not be bullied again.

"Don't cry. I'm fine!" Wan Qing comforted Doudou. She used all her strength to slowly stand up. Looking down at her thin body, she sighed slightly.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's inside..." Mrs. Zhou's anxious voice sounded at the door, followed by the sound of several people walking together.

With a crash, the wooden door of the woodshed, which was not very sturdy, was kicked open. Then two rough men came in. Wan Qing looked at the two people who came in and recognized that they were her uncle and cousin Mu Dazhuang and his father.

Hearing that Wanqing was a corpse, the father and son looked at Mrs. Zhou in disbelief. They didn't know why the person who was still fine in the morning was dead? And the corpse was also a corpse? Worried, they hurried over to see what was going on.

Mrs. Zhou trembled and followed behind the father and son. She didn't dare to look at Wanqing until Mu Zhuang spoke. "Wanqing, are you still alive?"

"I'm not dead, I'm still alive," Wan Qing replied in a weak voice. In her memory, Mu Zhuang was the best person in the whole family for them. He usually kept some food for them, so Wan Qing had no hatred for Mu Zhuang. Although Mu Da Long usually did not make things difficult for them, he had no right to talk at home. In this life, he was afraid of his mother and his wife.

When Mrs. Zhou heard that Wanqing didn't die, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Wanqing in disbelief. She couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried. How could this person who was obviously dead come back to life?

"You... you didn't die?"

Standing outside the door, the old lady heard the conversation inside and hurried into the room. She pulled the three people away from the door and scolded them with a cold face, "Well, you little bitch, as expected, you are the nemesis of the master. You not only killed your parents, but now you pretend to be dead and hide from work? Don't you want to eat? Hurry up and die. Go to work. Don't you hear the cries of starving pigs?"

Pig-butchering Grass was used to feed pigs, chickens, cows, cook, and wash clothes. The two dishes behind the room were all done by Wanqing, who had died in the past. Most of the time, she had not been idle for a day. What was even more annoying was that she often had no food to eat after a busy day.

Doudou knew that its sister was very tired at such a young age, so it usually worked for its sister. However, its sister was afraid that Doudou would be tired, so she never let Doudou drink too much.

When she was hungry and tired, her body collapsed. Until now, Wanqing's body could not bear it anymore. She fell ill and never stood up again.

The old lady knew that the man was dead. At first, she was shocked, but soon she felt that it was not bad to die. At least she didn't kill the whole family, and she could save a mouthful of food. However, she didn't expect that the man was pretending to be dead. How could the old lady not be angry?

After she finished speaking, Wanqing still didn't move. The old lady was so angry that she was about to hit him, but she was stopped by Doudou. "Grandma, I'll do all the work today. I'll do it. I'll let my sister rest. I haven't eaten anything for two days. Sob, sob, I beg you to do me a favor and let my sister have something to eat!"

"You little bastard, you are also a nemesis. My poor son died because of you. You still want your sister to eat? And you work? What can you do? Huh? You haven't eaten for two days? Didn't you eat anything? Did the food at home be eaten by dogs? You are really ungrateful. You raise two of your nemesis. It's better to raise two dogs. You just want to eat and not work. How can there be such a good thing in the world?" The old lady was so angry that she roared angrily with an angry face.

"Mother, don't be angry. Qing is just used to being lazy. Just say it. Don't make yourself angry!" Mrs. Zhou had already adjusted her mood and came to her senses from the shock just now. If she didn't add fuel to the fire at this time, how could she do that?

On usual days, when she saw that Wanqing and Lin Mengya had been beaten and scolded and had been wronged, she was so happy that she had regarded it as a new product. Moreover, she had been wondering why this b*tch did not want to die and actually blocked her way for her daughter. Only when Wanqing died could her daughter be fine.

She still remembered the fortune-teller's words clearly. Among the two girls in the Mu family, one had a rich life, and there were two girls in this family. Except for Mu Wanqing, the other was her daughter. As long as Mu Wanqing died, wouldn't the rest of her rich life belong to her daughter?

For so many years, it was because of this that Mrs. Zhou blew in the old lady's ear. She said that the master once said that Mu Wanqing and Mu Wanhao were the nemesis, and the second brother and his wife were killed by them.

The Old Madam's most distressed thing was her youngest son. Knowing the cause of his death, she naturally felt angry with Wanqing and her younger brother. She had beaten and scolded them all day long. It was kind of her to not treat them as human beings or drive them out directly.

Mrs. Zhou hoped that under the Old Madam's supervision, Mu Wanqing would die directly. Today, she wanted to succeed, but she didn't expect that this person was still alive. She was so angry.

When the old lady heard Mrs. Zhou's words, she was even angrier. She pulled Doudou aside and reached out to slap Wanqing in the face. "Bitch, if you don't work now, I'll sell both of you. Let's see if you still dare to cheat."