Hmph, hmph...
This is the sound of pigs, they must be hungry and need feeding.
A foul odor...
This is the pigsty, a pigsty that hasn't been cleaned very well.
Rong Yeman felt a wrenching agony in her heart. She was hungrier than the pigs.
It seemed she had starved to death. Even with this stench, she couldn't care less, but unfortunately, those pigs couldn't be eaten.
Braised Pork, Braised Pork Knuckle, Soy Sauce Spareribs, Pig's Head Meat...
No! If I keep thinking about it, even if I were dead, I’d crawl back to fight the pigs!
Rong Yeman hit the nail on the head! Her transmigration into this book this time wasn't for any other reason; she was summoned by pigs.
She struggled slightly and found she could still move. Opening her eyes, she took a look!
It was pitch black, she couldn't see clearly!
Blinking her eyes, she could vaguely see light behind her and a little light in front. Next door was indeed the pigsty.
It seemed they had woken her up. The few pigs were meritorious, and they squealed even more joyfully, even with a hint of anger.
Rong Yeman had experience with transmigration before. Although she hadn't figured things out yet, she quickly understood some things.
She usually fed these pigs. If she died, the pigs would starve to death. So, were pigs really that smart?
Was her value in living just to feed pigs?
Rong Yeman didn't rush to climb out. Although she was starving to death, she decided to lie flat. She was exhausted to death too, so let her lie down a bit longer.
Looking at where she was lying, it was a corner of the pigsty, usually where rice straw was piled up. Now, the year's supply of rice straw was used up, waiting for the autumn harvest.
So, the spot she was lying on seemed a bit large, about 1.6 meters or five feet wide, and 2.6 meters or eight feet long. The height extended from the eaves in the front to the back.
Underneath her were some scattered grasses, cut from the edges of the fields.
This place had half a wall at the back, open at the top. Forget a thief climbing in; a gust of cold wind blowing in could freeze a person to death.
In the front corner, there was a broken box containing a few pieces of ragged clothing, but nothing to eat or drink.
Lying down was uncomfortable, but getting up was even more uncomfortable. Rong Yeman chose to keep lying down.
To think she, an Old Ancestor of the Nascent Soul stage, inexplicably transmigrated to modern times, worked as a doctor for decades, and died on the operating table.
Only to be summoned by her Second Senior Brother into a book again. This start was too miserable. Fortunately, the Old Ancestor wasn't one to endure suffering.
Movement came from the front. Rong Yeman closed her eyes.
The Original Owner must have starved to death, or perhaps fainted from starvation and was dragged back, waking up to find the Old Ancestor inside her.
A girl of only twelve years old. If it were some other illness, or not fatal, perhaps.
It was purely being worked like an ox and horse while still not getting enough to eat.
When the Original Owner fainted, not only were the pigs unfed, but this family hadn't fed her either.
The kitchen was right across from the pigsty. This family had just finished eating and were busy in the kitchen.
This family was quite well-off, with three rooms in the main house and side rooms on the left and right.
It was just that there was no place for the Original Owner to live, much like how rich people's money isn't yours, and empty mansions aren't for just anyone to occupy.
A sound of footsteps.
Immediately followed by a kick that opened the pigsty door.
Rong Yeman lay there, like a corpse. She suddenly thought, if she were to reanimate as a corpse, it might scare the little girl.
But she didn't want to move. She thought about this door.
This shabby place naturally had no door. The Original Owner had been assigned here, so she had found some branches and sticks herself to hastily construct a door.
She then layered some grass on top. It was passable, but it collapsed with one kick, unlike hitting a steel plate.
It fell the wrong way and landed right on Rong Yeman's leg. If this place were piled high with straw, sleeping on the rice straw would have been comfortable. When there was no straw, she blamed the door for being too well-made.
It didn't fall apart. The girl outside stepped on it, causing Rong Yeman great pain, making her want to get up.
Without opening her eyes, Rong Yeman knew she was the biological daughter of this family, Rong Jinye.
Meaning 'Golden Branch and Jade Leaf'.
The light from the kitchen shone over. Rong Jinye wasn't holding a lamp, so it was dark inside, and she dared not or was unwilling to enter.
Rong Jinye was nine years old, quite tall, slightly plump, and wearing a pink silk jacket, dressed quite meticulously.
She usually didn't go near this smelly pigsty, but today it was because Ye Cao had collapsed.
Rong Jinye stomped on the door twice. Seeing Ye Cao still hadn't reacted, she thought, something's not right? Even if she were asleep, there should be some reaction.
"Jinye! What are you doing?" A woman's shout came from the kitchen.
"I'm checking on Ye Cao, why isn't she getting up yet? I still have to wash dishes for Mother!" Rong Jinye stomped her foot hard.
*Crack!* The branch snapped under her foot.
The broken branch hurt her foot.
Rong Jinye was wearing pretty embroidered shoes and felt distressed.
Her foot shouldn't be stepping on such a dirty place; it was practically lowering her status.
She stepped back two paces, pulled out a wooden stick from the door, and poked it at Ye Cao.
The woman came out of the kitchen, bringing the lamp with her.
The bright light illuminated her radiant face. Although she looked a bit disheveled from work, her foundation was excellent.
She wasn't old, naturally beautiful.
The light shone on Rong Jinye's face, and she looked very much like her mother: a very proper square face, eyebrows naturally neat, and most beautifully, they shared the same style of peach blossom eyes.
Such bright, lively peach blossom eyes were wasted in the countryside.
That's why the woman usually paid close attention and seized any opportunity to get out.
Unlike some women who, even with money or status, remained unsophisticated, lacking any semblance of a Madam. Being ugly was unavoidable.
Hmph! Hmph!
The pigs squealed loudly, looking as if they were about to eat people from hunger!
Rong Jinye jumped in fright; it was noisy and disgusting.
The woman placed the lamp on a nearby wall top and turned back toward the kitchen, but stopped before reaching it; it was too dark in the front.
She turned back and called to her daughter, "Bring the lamp to me."
Rong Jinye was unwilling. In the bright light, she used the stick to hit Ye Cao.
Accompanied by the pigs' angry roars, it was quite imposing.
The woman strode over fiercely! Her hair was slightly messy, and she wore a blue-green jacket with the sleeves rolled up high, revealing clean wrists and a noticeable silver bracelet.
Rong Jinye explained to her mother, "We should let Ye Cao get up and work!"
The woman squeezed over, glanced inside, and asked her daughter, "Still not awake?"
Rong Jinye said angrily, "She must be slacking off! I told you she was cunning and vile!"
The woman shouted, "Ye Cao!"
Rong Jinye hit her with the stick—*smack!*
Hmph!
The pigs got angry and climbed onto the fence!
Rong Jinye quickly backed away! The few pigs looked like they were about to climb over the fence and escape; they were truly fierce.
She had seen pigs run out and bite people before, so she pulled her mother back, thinking it was perfect for Ye Cao to handle this.
Rong Jinye suggested to her mother, "It's fine if the pigs go hungry for one meal."
The woman said, "They will cry all night."
Rong Jinye replied, "We'll be asleep in our beds and won't hear them."
The woman looked at her. If she were dead asleep, she wouldn't hear, but adults were different. She gestured toward Ye Cao inside, "She's already been sold."
Rong Jinye quickly said, "Don't sell her! Will Mother have to do this work forever? It's dangerous!"
The woman scolded her, "Nonsense. We've already taken the Tan Family's silver. Look at her condition; who knows when she'll faint next. Once she's sold to the Tan Family, it won't be our problem anymore. Moreover, the most important thing is your brother. Only if he passes the Provincial Examination and achieves fame on the golden list can you become a Young Lady and marry well in the future, never having to feed pigs again in your life."
Second Senior Brother, this time you deserve first place, so Braised Pork, Braised Pork Knuckle, and Soy Sauce Spareribs are all on the menu, *slurp*~~~~