A massive surge of memories flooded into Yun Youyou’s mind. Fortunately, she now possessed Max-Level Psychic Ability—otherwise, her head would have split from the pain.
In the memories:
The current date was March 6, 1966. From childhood to adulthood, the original owner had never been favored by her parents, treated more like a servant in the household. Thankfully, her father, Yun Aiguo, cared about saving face, which was why she had been allowed to attend high school.
In the main hall, Zhou Miaomiao sat on a chair, looking dissatisfied as she glanced at her husband, Yun Aiguo.
“Husband, why let that money-losing good-for-nothing study so much?”
Yun Aiguo, seated at the place of honor, heard his wife’s complaint and noticed her displeased expression. He hurriedly explained,
“Wife, once she finishes her schooling, she can marry into a better family. Won’t we be able to demand a higher bride price then?”
“Besides, if Zhenguo and Youran both attend high school, but she’s the only one who doesn’t—what would that do to my reputation?”
At the mention of a higher bride price, Zhou Miaomiao immediately felt that her husband’s decision was wise.
“Mmm, husband, you’re right.”
Liang Yuanchao was the original owner’s fiancé. The engagement had been arranged long ago by her grandfather and Liang Yuanchao’s grandfather. His father was the director of a textile factory, and his mother was a department head there as well.
The original owner’s elder sister, Yun Youran, had secretly gotten involved with Liang Yuanchao. The two were caught in the act by the original owner while they were fooling around.
By the small river, Yun Youran leaned into Liang Yuanchao’s arms, speaking in a soft, coquettish voice.
“Brother Yuanchao, you said you’d marry me. You can’t go back on your word.”
Holding the woman he loved, Liang Yuanchao promised solemnly, word by word,
“Youran, don’t worry. The only one I like is you. I’ll break off the engagement with your sister as soon as possible.”
Hearing this, Yun Youran looked up at her beloved in delight.
“Brother Yuanchao, is that really true? You’re not lying to me, are you?”
Seeing how happy she was, Liang Yuanchao felt even more pleased.
“Youran, you’re already my woman. How could I lie to you?”
Seeing their betrayal, the original owner’s eyes turned red. Her entire body trembled with rage as she stepped forward, unable to hold back.
“How can you do this to me? One is my sister, the other is my fiancé—how could you?”
The two, who had been immersed in their sweet talk, were extremely displeased at being interrupted. When they turned around and saw it was Yun Youyou, neither of them showed the slightest remorse.
Yun Youran looked at her sister with disdain.
“Little sister, you’ve seen it yourself. Brother Yuanchao is my man. If you know what’s good for you, hurry up and break off the engagement with him.”
Before the original owner could speak, Liang Yuanchao coldly glared at her, his words icy to the extreme.
“Yun Youyou, since you’ve already seen it, hurry up and break off the engagement.”
“I don’t like you. Even if you don’t agree, I’ll have my parents come tomorrow to cancel it.”
The original owner, who had admired Liang Yuanchao for many years, how could she possibly accept this?
She shook her head repeatedly.
“Liang Yuanchao, Yun Youran—you two are carrying on an illicit affair. I’m going to report you. Just you wait—”
Before she could finish speaking, Liang Yuanchao and Yun Youran panicked. They shoved Yun Youyou straight into the river, then quickly fled the riverbank.
The original owner was rescued by a kind-hearted auntie and sent back to the Yun household, only to be tossed into a small side room by her family.
She developed a high fever from the cold and didn’t survive. That was how she died.
The memories ended abruptly. Yun Youyou shook her head—this original owner was truly foolish. Without the strength to resist, she had still revealed her intentions too early.
She murmured inwardly, “No wonder. I kept feeling dizzy, with a stabbing pain in my head.”
A young, childlike voice sounded in Yun Youyou’s mind:
“Master, I am the steward of the Star-Chen Space. My name is Xingchen.”
“There is Star-Chen Spirit Spring within the space. Once Master drinks it, all illnesses will be cured, and you’ll gain a constitution immune to all poisons.”
Hearing this, Yun Youyou raised an eyebrow. She hadn’t expected the space to come with a steward.
With a thought, a bowl of spirit spring water appeared in Yun Youyou’s hand. After drinking it, she immediately felt an unprecedented lightness throughout her body.
Even her skin became noticeably more delicate and smooth.
She looked down and discovered that the wounds and scars on her body were rapidly healing under the nourishment of the Star-Chen Spirit Spring, her skin becoming as tender as a baby’s.
Her appearance transformed into one of breathtaking beauty. With every movement, a faint fragrance surrounded her, captivating and intoxicating.
Xingchen said cheerfully,
“Master, you’ve become much more beautiful! You’re like a fairy stepping out of a painting—no one could look away.”
“Master, would you like to come in and take a look at the space? You can enter it in person!”
Yun Youyou declined outright.
“Xingchen, thank you for the compliment, but I still have many things to do. I’ll visit the space when I have time.”
She disguised herself back into her original appearance.
With a wave of her hand, a bowl of pork rib and vegetable porridge appeared. Yun Youyou picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.
Back in the apocalypse, she had developed the habit of eating quickly. Though she ate fast, her movements remained elegant. After finishing, she wrapped herself in psychic power and headed to the main hall.
There, she saw the Yun family of four seated around an old square table.
Several simple home-style dishes were neatly arranged on the table, including a freshly stir-fried meat dish that gave off an enticing aroma.
Zhou Miaomiao held her chopsticks and gently picked up a piece of meat, placing it into Yun Aiguo’s bowl.
“Husband, you’ve worked hard. Eat more meat to nourish yourself.”
Yun Aiguo, a burly middle-aged man with a gloomy face, smiled at his wife.
He then reached for the meat dish, picked up a piece, and placed it into Zhou Miaomiao’s bowl.
“Wife, you eat too. And Zhenguo, Youran—since we cooked meat today, we should all eat together.”
Hearing this, Yun Zhenguo immediately picked up his chopsticks and placed two pieces of meat into his parents’ bowls.
“Dad, Mom, you should eat more too. Health is the foundation of revolution—you can’t be careless about it.”
Yun Youran also smiled, picking up two pieces of meat for her parents.
“Dad, Mom, big brother is right. Your health is important too.”
Seeing how filial their children were, Yun Aiguo’s face lit up with satisfaction.
“Good, good, good. Truly my children—always knowing how to care for their parents.”
Then he snorted coldly.
“Hmph—unlike that Yun Youyou. Always silent, like a block of wood.”
“She doesn’t know how to be filial to her parents or care for her brother and sister at all.”
Standing nearby, Yun Youyou found it laughable. No matter what the original owner did, she’d be beaten anyway. Who would dare grow close to them?
Hearing her husband say this, a trace of disdain flashed through Zhou Miaomiao’s eyes as she chimed in softly.
“Husband, Youyou isn’t even our child. There’s no need to treat her so well.”
“This countryside assignment must be hers. Our children are precious—how could they go to the countryside and suffer?”