Feng Yu Huan returned to Xiping Village with twenty taels of silver, a huge sum that she had managed to recall from the original owner's memories. In this mountain village where one or two taels of silver could support a family of three for a month, twenty taels was indeed a huge amount.

  When she returned to the village, it was already broad daylight. Along the way, she picked up a lot of herbs and mushrooms, tied them with vines and carried them on her shoulders back home. Since going into the mountain was for picking herbs, returning empty-handed would not do.

  Walking in the direction of forgetting home, I haven't arrived yet, and I hear a noisy sound. There are shrews scolding the street, children crying, and women begging for mercy.

  She quickened her pace by two steps, and indeed, it was her home that had an accident.

  Last night, in the chaotic burial pit, Xu Shi, who was not burned to death, was dragging a woman's arm out of the courtyard, while a 5 or 6-year-old boy was crying and supporting the fallen woman.

  "Get out of the way! You must move out from here today, I want my house back. If you want to continue living here, pay me a year's rent!"

  The woman on the ground was so weak that she couldn't take it anymore, and she begged desperately: "Can we wait for our Ah Huang to come back? Even if we have to move, can't we wait for the child to come back?"

  "Your Ah Huang? She's long gone! Said she went into the mountains to pick herbs, and after two days without returning, either she ran away or was eaten by wolves. What else can you expect!"

  "My sister won't be eaten by a wolf!" the little boy shouted loudly, "My sister won't be eaten by a wolf!"

  "Ah Huang won't abandon us!" The woman also refuted Xu's words, "Please let us wait another day, just one more day."

  "Not a single day is allowed! Get out of here quickly!" Xu Shi raised her foot and was about to kick the woman's chest on the ground.

  But before her foot even touched the ground, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her calf, causing her to lose balance and plop down onto the floor.

  The strange thing that happened in the chaotic burial pit last night kept echoing in Xu's mind, it was like just now, a sudden attack came suddenly, it was painful and terrible, and couldn't be avoided.

  Xu's "wow" sounded strange, her eyes gradually fixed on a direction outside the yard. Then she saw that girl who was clearly thrown into the mass grave by her and her husband, walking towards her step by step with a cold gaze.

  "Sister!" Feng Yuexiang had just entered the courtyard when a little boy rushed into her arms, his face covered in tears and his arms wrapped tightly around her. "Sister, you're finally back! They said you didn't want Rui'er and Mother anymore... Waaahhh..." The child burst into loud sobs, his thin arms clinging to her, almost suffocating her.

  "Don't be afraid." She patted the child's back and lifted up his pale little face, taking one glance at him made her heart skip a beat.

  Feng Zi Rui, the younger brother of the original host who shared the same parents, but... how could he look exactly like her past life's six-year-old brother who had passed away?

  Feng Yu's heart skipped a beat, and in an instant, she rolled over.

  That year she was ten years old, her brother six years old, and contracted kidney disease. Feng's family were traditional Chinese medicine practitioners for generations, with both her grandfather and father being the best doctors in their field, but their proud skills couldn't save her brother. It was from that year on that her grandfather resolutely let her give up inheriting the family business to study Western medicine instead.

  Traditional Chinese medicine cures the root of the problem, but Western medicine is faster. When facing acute illnesses, Western medicine produces immediate results, while traditional Chinese medicine takes time to show its effects.

  As her thoughts slowly receded, Feng Yu Heng looked at the child in her arms, and a sense of belonging that had not existed since waking up last night finally swept into her heart. In this unfamiliar era, wasn't she no longer alone?

  Then he cast his eyes on the woman on the ground, the master's birth mother, Mrs. Yao.

  Feng Yu's nose was sour again, her mother in her previous life died after a difficult childbirth when giving birth to her brother. Over the years, her mother's appearance had gradually become blurred in her mind. Now, Yao Shi's eyebrows and eyes were so familiar, and the blurry image that had not been seen for many years reappeared before her eyes.

  She suddenly laughed!

  Thanks heavens, this time's transmigration turned out to be such a thoughtful arrangement.

  "Ahong." Perhaps it was her laughter that was inappropriate at this time, Yao's heart was a bit panicked, "Is something wrong?"

  She pulled her brother forward, helped Mrs. Yao up from the ground, and patted off the dust on her body while softening her voice to say: "Don't worry, Mother, with Ah Huang here, no one can bully us."

  Madam Yao finally put her mind at ease, as Ah Huang had always been a capable and resourceful maid. In the years since they were driven out of the Feng household, if not for Ah Huang's support, it was unlikely that Madam Yao and her daughters would have survived until today.

  It's just pitiful that she has to bear all this at such a young age, and as Feng Yu Heng returned with her things, tears welled up in Madame Yao's eyes.

  "Mother, don't cry." She gently patted Yao's hand and handed Feng Zirui's small hand over to Yao, then turned around and walked in front of Xu, squatting down: "Xu's child's arm is badly injured."

  As she spoke, her gaze had already shifted to the exposed wrist of Xu Shi outside, where a burn was visible despite being treated with herbal medicine, and it still looked shocking.

  Xu's body trembled and she subconsciously tried to block it with her sleeve, but this movement collided with the injured area, causing her to grimace in pain.

  "Yesterday, I went into the mountains to pick herbs and got delayed in the mountains. I don't know how, but I heard that deep in the mountains, there were ghosts wailing and wolves howling, as if many wronged souls were crying out for something... Oh right, they want to demand repayment from the people who burned them." Feng Yu Huang's voice was soft, yet she spoke seriously, as if telling a story.

  It was as if this story was a harbinger of doom to some people, Xu sat on the ground, backing away step by step, and finally couldn't help but let out a mad cry, getting up and wanting to run.

  But she had just climbed up when a small hand behind her pulled her back, and Xu Shi collapsed and flailed backwards, shouting loudly: "Let me go! You're the evil spirit! You're the vengeful soul!"

  "Thanks to you, Feng Yuexiang indeed is." Feng Yuexiang's voice was still soft, "But Yan Wang won't take me in."

  There is a hidden meaning in her words, which means that the original Feng Yu Heng has been killed by the couple's big stick and anesthetic, but unfortunately, the current Feng Yu Heng is actually the one who went to Yan Wang's place for a walk and was sent back to this era.

  Xu Shi didn't understand what it meant, but she knew she had done something wrong. Adding to that, the events of last night in the mountains were indeed strange and eerie, making her afraid to even think about it. Originally, this morning she was planning to come here and drive Yao Shi and Feng Zi Rui out of Xiping Village, hoping to never see them again so she could forget about the whole thing. But unexpectedly, Feng Yu Heng had returned.

  "A year ago, my mother fell ill." Feng Yu Huan searched through the original master's memories and calculated with Mrs. Xu, "The silver that the Feng family originally gave us was only fifty taels left, my mother gave it all to you. But fifty taels of silver were only enough for three doses of medicine, Auntie Xu, let's settle this account properly."

  "That... that medicine is extremely expensive." Xu Shi didn't dare to look into Feng Yuexiang's eyes, this girl originally was likable and almost never spoke with the villagers. But at most she was just introverted, why did she feel that those eyes were especially terrifying today?

  Before Feng Yu Huan could speak again, Madam Xu was like a madwoman, using all her strength to run towards the outside of the courtyard.

  Feng Yu Huan's small hands didn't have any intention of catching the person, nor did she want to catch them. It was just a scare tactic, and also a reminder to the other party that those guilty things hadn't been forgotten.

  As Xu was about to run far away, Feng Yu Heng slightly raised the corner of her lips and loudly shouted: "Your sons and daughters are also watching! There will be retribution in this world, don't you believe it!"

  After shouting this sentence, Xu's family collapsed even more, and with a loud crash, they fell to the ground, but didn't stay there, crawling towards their own home in an attempt to escape.

  Just as he had taken a few steps, a horse-drawn carriage came rushing towards him. The carriage was driven very fast, and the dust it raised blinded the onlookers. It didn't stop until it reached in front of Xu Shi. The fine horses neighed loudly under the lash of the coachman's whip and stopped abruptly.

  "Blind your dog's eyes!" Xu was so frightened that her face turned white, and she almost got trampled to death by the horse.

  Bang!

  The driver didn't say a word and swung his whip with great force, directly lashing Xu Shi until his skin split open.

  This is not over yet, immediately followed by the second whip and the third whip, Xu crawled on the ground with only a hum left.

  "What a big mouth this village woman has!" The driver sneered, "You don't even open your eyes to take a look, and you think you can mess with people who own such a horse carriage?"