The Genius Baby: Rural Village's Beautiful Wife Chapter 1: Crossing
"My poor Taomei, how could you leave like this! It's all my fault. I couldn't protect both of you, mother and child. I let you both be driven out of the house, and now you are dead from your marriage! Oh, heavens! My Taomei, give me back my Taomei!"
"Mother, elder sister is so strong, she has brought little Ankang through all these years. How could she just abandon little Ankang like this? It will be alright!" The young woman spoke, forcing back her grief, her voice trembling with sorrow.
"It's those two people! They are the ones who ruined my sister like this!"
"Mother! Don't leave Ankang. Ankang will definitely listen to you from now on. Ankang will go digging for vegetables with mother, and Ankang will be a good child!"
Feng Yan was woken up by a burst of crying, her ears throbbing. She had no choice but to open her eyes.
The next moment, I only felt a splitting headache.
Suddenly, memories flooded my mind, causing a brief moment of dizziness.
Feng Yan discovered she had actually traveled through time, ending up in a dynasty that called itself the Great Xia. She found herself in an unknown corner of the Great Xia realm, a village called Tian Shui.
However, this Dàxià should not be the Dàxià in Chinese history, but rather a fictional history. As for this one, she is a single mother named Féng Báitáo, twenty years old, with a five-year-old child, but the child's father is unknown.
Feng Yan, a ruthless killer who had taken countless lives in the 21st century and was known as the "Thousand Faces Demon," the top assassin of her time, unexpectedly found herself transported to the body of an unmarried pregnant peasant woman in ancient times.
But the original owner was killed alive by his own relatives.
Perhaps it was the remnants of the original owner's consciousness at play, Feng Yan, no, now Feng Bai Tao, couldn't suppress the anger welling up inside her. The original owner
When I was fifteen, I went up the mountain to cut pig fodder. A black man raped me there. After returning home, I became pregnant.
Even in the 21st century, unmarried pregnancy still faces strange looks from others, let alone ancient times? The pressure Feng Bai Tao endured is unimaginable.
At home, the grandfather asked the child's father who he was, but Feng Baitao gritted his teeth and refused to say.
Later, the grandfather even wanted to abort the child, lest a bastard be born and shame the ancestors.
He refused to do anything and was eventually driven out of his home.
Over the years, Feng Baitao relied on the support of her parents and her fiery younger sister, supplemented by foraging for wild vegetables in the mountains. She managed to raise her child until he was five years old. This simple woman, the eldest sister in the family, was kind and virtuous. After life became a little better, she still wanted to work hard to earn money so that she could send her son to school.
...unexpectedly, another piece of bad news came. The one who had been abandoned before
The grandfather actually wanted to marry her off to a widowed man. She refused absolutely and, in the struggle, bumped into a rock and died instantly.
The woman sitting at the head of the bed was thin and pale, her own mother, Zhou.
Sitting beside Zhou, with a look of joy on her face, was Feng Baiyan, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old. She was Zhou's younger sister. She had sparse, dry yellow hair and large eyes wide open.
And there was also a gaunt man with skeletal hands, who was Feng Ankang, the son of .
Although Feng Baimei was a farmer's wife, she had always envied her literate cousin since childhood. So whenever she had nothing to do, she would hide outside the teacher's window and listen, thus learning a few characters.
Otherwise, we wouldn't have the name "Ankang". However, we don't know who the child's father is, so he took his mother's surname.
"Tao'er,"
How are you? Are you feeling better? Don't scare your mother! Seeing Feng Baitao open her eyes, Zhou exclaimed, and everyone in the room stared intently.
"Mother, Mother!" The thin little An Kang stared with doe-like eyes, seeming abandoned.
Feng Bai Tao suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. "Ouch, mother, my head hurts. What happened?"
"Humph! It's all those two gossips. One day, I'll definitely get even with them and help my sister get justice!" Feng Baiying was a fiery woman.
"A-niang! No matter what they say, they are your elders. You mustn't speak to them like this, you and your aunt!"
Zhou frowned and scolded her second son. Turning to Feng Baitao, she said soothingly, "Don't listen to your sister talk nonsense. You just accidentally hit your head..."
"Humph!" Feng Baiyan let out a cold snort, and Zhou's face became somewhat embarrassed.
(The End)
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