In early spring in Dasu Town, it was still bone-chillingly cold. The yellow mountain forests were covered with traces of snow. When the wind blew, the fine snowflakes scattered in twos and threes.
A few whispers of old ladies could be heard faintly in the cold wind.
"The second girl of the Su family has been kicked out of the house!"
"You deserve it! I heard that she delayed the future of the eldest young master of the Su family, so it's good that she wasn't beaten to death!"
"Tsk tsk!"
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It was getting slightly brighter, and a bent old woman walked towards me on the mountain road. She walked until she reached a dilapidated thatched hut at the foot of the mountain, patted the frost stains on her body with one hand, opened the door with a creak and squeezed in, and then immediately closed the wooden door, as if the cold could be isolated as long as the door was closed. .
The charcoal fire in the room had long been extinguished. The old woman frowned, her face full of vicissitudes of life showing a bit of distress. She walked to the bed in a few steps, lifted up the quilt as hard as iron, and revealed the huddled inside. A little girl with a blue face from the cold.
"What a sin! The second lady is too cruel. No matter what...she is the second young lady of the Su family!"
The old woman wiped away her tears, carefully took out a bowl of steaming rice soup from her arms, and drank it for Su Erya. Then she immediately took the time to light a charcoal fire in the house and held Su Erya in her arms. After covering it for a while, he left in a hurry.
In a few hours, the third lady will get up, and she has to go back and take care of her quickly.
Even though she knew that the second young lady would not survive Chuchun, the old woman still had a little thought in her heart, so she secretly came over to take care of her every early morning.
Not long after the old woman left, Su Erya, who was lying motionless on the straw couch, suddenly straightened up like a corpse, and then her eyelashes trembled slightly, revealing a pair of empty eyes.
The charcoal fire kept beating, and after an unknown amount of time, Su Erya's eyes moved, and then her little head tilted slightly, focusing on the charcoal fire.
In her previous life, she was disfigured by this pot of charcoal fire.
"Mother Li..."
Su Erya murmured, tightened the thin quilt tightly, got out of bed with difficulty, and finally leaned on the edge of the charcoal brazier. Only then did she feel that the biting chill had receded by half. There was a small pile of charcoal piled in the corner of the hut. She knew that Nanny Li had stolen it little by little from Sanmei's room. Sanmei was her mother's favorite, and she was given a hundred kilograms of charcoal in winter. It can't be used up at all.
Looking at the new buds sprouting from the bare branches outside the hut, Su Erya's eyes showed confusion. This confusion was fleeting and soon turned into a bottomless tranquility. All kinds of things from the past life passed through her mind. .
She was the second young lady of the Su family, but she lived worse than a maid. Her father did not love her mother, and she did not even have a decent name. It was not until ten years later that she got her real name: Su Li.
In the past, in the Su family, only her eldest brother Su Qingtan and her fourth brother Su Qinghao gave her some motivation to live. But after the disaster, even her eldest brother alienated her. Tortured by her own mother, she lived in a state of despair every day. Hell of death.
Because of the heavy workload, she suffered from a lot of illnesses over the past ten years. Although she was only in her twenties, she looked like an old woman in her thirties or forties. Compared with her third sister Su Zipei, who is one year younger than her, her sister is more like her mother.
Because her face was disfigured, the Su family intended to get her married in exchange for benefits, but she was never able to get married. In the end, the Su family also realized that she had no use for her, and under Su Zipei's hint, they finally married a poor young master with disabled legs.
Not a wife, but a concubine.
But that day was the happiest day in her previous life. She had been tortured and frightened, and time had already smoothed away all her edges.
My husband treated her surprisingly well, even tenderly. In the next year, she bore him a son.
She thought she was finally out of the sea of suffering and found a beautiful destination.
But within a few months, the cheap husband was beaten to death with sticks on the street, and his son was strangled to death. And she was thrown into the dirtiest place in the military camp.
Later, she learned that all these changes were due to Su Zipei, the general's wife at that time, saying lightly: "Even if she is my biological sister, it cannot erase the fact that her husband is a descendant of a treasonous official."
In just a few months, she returned from heaven to hell.
But Su Zipei has gained a good reputation for killing relatives just for justice!
She was willing to turn into a ghost and survive in the military camp, but she secretly practiced poison medicine and wanted to poison the entire Su family, but she tried her best to the end and accidentally poisoned her biological father...
Su Li closed her eyes in pain, and two lines of tears washed down her face. During the execution, she was tied to the rack and dreamed about the afterlife, but she never thought that God would really let her return to the age of fourteen.
"Gululu..."
The sound from her stomach brought Su Li back to reality.
For the past month, she had been relying on the rice soup sent by Grandma Li. She didn't feel it when she was in a coma, but now she woke up, she naturally felt very hungry.
Su Li wrapped herself in a quilt and stood up and opened the door. The dazzling sunlight made her squint slightly. After thinking for a moment, she put down the quilt and blended into the cold wind wearing a thin layer of linen clothes.