A quiet mountain village, scorching sunlight shining on it, as if wanting to bake the whole village.

  The villagers all huddled at home and didn't come out. A few big dogs lay listlessly under the shade of trees, sticking out their tongues.

  A five or six-year-old little girl sat on the steps, hugging her knees with both hands, that lonely appearance, even in the scorching sun, made people feel a chill.

  Suddenly, the little girl who had been silent all along stretched out her hand and pinched her own cheek, which was almost meatless, and muttered: "Mo Qingchen, don't you have any shame? You're so old and still want to cry like a baby. It's just a beating, what's the big deal..."

  Although she said so, the little girl's tears still fell down with a plop, falling to the ground and evaporating instantly, without even a wisp of white smoke visible.

  The little girl finally couldn't help but cry, yet she didn't make a sound, letting her tears fall like broken pearls.

  "Dead girl, where are you hiding again to be lazy? Hurry up and come in." Suddenly a sharp female voice came over.

  The little girl rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and stood up, walking into the house expressionlessly.

  The neighbor, Mrs. Liu, scolded her own daughter by poking her forehead with her finger: "You lazy girl, your bones are rusty from laziness! If it weren't for me giving birth to you, who knows how you'd survive? Look at the little girl next door, the one from the Liu family - she's only six years old and works non-stop every day. She can barely eat her fill, and gets beaten every other day, poor thing is all skin and bones! If it were you instead, I don't know how you'd manage to live!"

  The girl, who was in her early teens, didn't get angry upon hearing this. Instead, she smiled and hugged Wang Shu's arm, coquettishly saying: "Mother, how can you say that? You're my own mother, after all! If I'm beaten, it hurts your heart too. But that girl is really pitiful. Auntie Liu was also too much - she's the girl's aunt, and yet she's so ruthless."

  Liu Auntie sighed and said, "Lingzhi, this person's fate is really something. Think back to when your mother was young, she was the most outstanding beauty in the surrounding hundred miles. I haven't been to far-off places, but I dare say that even in other places, you wouldn't find a girl as exceptional as her. When the Liu family's daughter came of age and people came to propose marriage, they trampled down the Liu family's doorstep, but she didn't think any of them were worthy. It was also destined, that year a young man suddenly appeared in our village, he was really handsome, just like a celestial being, and when he stood next to the Liu family's daughter, it was as if they were a match made in heaven...

  "Daughter, what happened afterwards?" Lingzhi asked, shaking Liu Ayi's arm.

  "Later on..." Aunt Liu narrowed her eyes, seemingly lost in thought. "The two of them became a couple and lived happily ever after. Not long after that, Liu Mei got pregnant, but their happiness was short-lived. When she was seven or eight months pregnant, the young man suddenly disappeared. Liu Mei was frantic, searching everywhere for him to no avail. She cried every day and eventually gave birth prematurely to a daughter, probably due to her depression. By the time the girl was three years old, Liu Mei had passed away."

  Lingzhi looked at her mother's face and asked cautiously: "So, did Yaotou follow her uncle?"

  "Ah, yes, your uncle and we are neighbors, from the time he brought you over, your mother has been watching. That Liu Yang is not a person who can tolerate others, at first she was still okay, but after Ah Fu was born, she really treated you as a servant girl, and scolded and beat you every now and then, it's truly wicked."

  "Of course." Lingzhi nodded heavily.

  Aunt Liu gave her daughter a slanted glance: "You silly girl, you've been fooled again. Go feed the chickens quickly."

  Lingzhi twisted his body and smiled: "I'll take some mantou to give to the little girl, hehe." After finishing speaking, he ran away laughing.

  Mo Qingchen didn't know that her own unclear origins had been dug up by someone else. After she turned around and entered the house, she saw Liu Yangshi with one hand on her waist and the other pointing at her, scolding: "You dead girl, you're out there wailing again, are you feeling wronged and wanting to be pitied? I advise you to give up that thought, who pities you, who cares about your food and clothing? I see who's willing!"

  Mo Qingchen bit her lip tightly, repeating the word "endure" in her heart like a knife, I endure!

  It's not her fault, she is just a six-year-old doll who can't even withstand the wind, with no relatives in the whole village except for her uncle's family, what else can be done!

  "Don't give me any of your lip, go and pick out those beans in the basket. We'll eat when you're done!" Mrs. Liu Yang said, nodding towards a basket.

  "Alright, Aunt." Mo Qingchen responded softly and quickly walked to the basket, using all his strength to lift it up. He carried it with both hands, walking step by step to the Haitang tree in the courtyard.

  Under the Hawthorn tree was a simple stool, Mo Qingchen liked to sit here when he worked, and Liu Yang probably didn't mind not seeing her, preferring her to work here rather than in the house.

  Mo Qingchen looked at the basket full of mixed red beans and yellow beans, sighed, and quietly started picking them out.

  She has been here for a year now, and sometimes she really suspects that heaven is punishing her by bringing her here.

  When she was first scolded and beaten by Liu Yang, she still resisted, but found that this would only bring more severe beatings, and there would be no dinner afterwards. After several such confrontations, Mo Qingchen finally understood that the halo of a transmigrated female lead had not descended upon her head, and no matter what insights or ideas she had, they were no match for the fact that she was just a six-year-old girl with no one to rely on.

  All she could do was endure, try to get beaten less, and grow up quickly.

  This is Mo Qingchen's biggest goal at present!

  With her full attention focused on picking beans for a while, Mo Qingchen already felt dizzy and lightheaded, let alone she only had a bowl of thin porridge that was not much thicker than clear water in the morning.

  She took a quick look, on such a hot day, Liu Yang and her cousin Ah Fu were obviously cooped up in the house sleeping, Uncle Liu Dacheng had gone out to work early and wouldn't be back for a while.

  Mo Qingchen put his mind at ease and reached into his bosom to pull out a palm-sized wine gourd.

  This wine gourd looks dull and unremarkable, but it has a stunning secret.

  It came here with Mo Qingchen, but the difference is that Mo Qingchen's soul was attached to this little girl's body, while it was a physical crossing!

  Mo Qingchen touched the wine gourd and sighed softly, "Wine gourd, now you're my only companion." After saying that, he poured a few big mouthfuls into his mouth.

  This wine gourd was originally found by Mo Qingchen at a street stall in an ancient town, it may not look impressive, but upon closer inspection, it also has a kind of rustic flavor. Mo Qingchen thought that his grandfather liked to drink a little, if he used this wine gourd to hold the wine, it would be quite flavorful, so he haggled over the price and bought it. Who would have thought that as soon as he got it in his hands, a runaway car came rushing by, and when he opened his eyes again, he had become a six-year-old girl.

  At that time, she was shocked to see the miniaturized wine gourd and subconsciously hid it. Later, she indeed discovered the magical place of this wine gourd.

  It was actually filled with fine wine, and it seemed endless.

  Mo Qingchen originally didn't drink, but after watching YY for a long time, she thought that the beautiful wine in the gourd might have some magical use, so every day she secretly drank a few mouthfuls. After a year, she didn't discover any magical uses, but instead fell in love with drinking!

  It may be a psychological effect, but it seems that the only benefit is that when I'm hungry and drink a few mouthfuls, I don't feel as hungry.

  "Hey, are you there?" Mo Qingchen was lost in thought when he suddenly heard a pleasant voice of a girl.