C2

Lin Chudong is a housewife, very much in the house, she is addicted to the 2nd Yuan animation culture, so the brain hole is still relatively big. However, despite her brain being so big, she was still unable to react for a short period of time.

Because from what her mother had said, if there was no surprise, she must have transmigrated …

Isn't this nonsense …

Elementary Chinese had been taught for so many years, and history had seeped into her life. Why would such an anti-science thing happen to her?!

However, looking at his face that was completely unfamiliar with him in the broken bronze mirror, even if Lin Chudong didn't believe it, he had no choice but to accept this fact.

She actually transmigrated, and even went to a family with four walls, so her luck really wasn't good …

After her so-called mother's dictation, she roughly knew a few things.

Number one: her real name was Song Yao, and she had just turned fifteen this year. She lost her father last year and her younger brother was around six years old. According to Song's Mother's description, she calculated that this era was probably the Ming Dynasty recorded in the history books. However, right now, the four kingdoms were established, so it should be the dynasty that had an empty space.

The second part: Because the widowed and orphaned mother was really good-looking, they were surrounded by rumors from the village. There were rumors about her mother secretly having an affair everywhere, making life especially difficult for them at home.

Third: Zhao Tu Hu is one of the wealthiest families in the village, but he is afraid of his wife. His wife has been around for many years, and they finally got a son after seeking medical help for many years, but he was born a fool. Therefore, even though his family was rich and well-off, very few people were willing to marry into his family. Thus, Madame Zhao took a fancy to Song Yao, who had no father to rely on.

Lin Chudong sat in the yard and stared blankly at the willow tree in front of his house.

She might as well die, she thought. Plus, she had no idea how to go back through this mindless teleportation. Was she really going to marry that idiot Gou Dan?

Just as she was thinking this, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind her, "Yao'er, eat something."

She turned around and saw Song's Mother carrying a wooden bowl in her hands, ready to pass it to her. She was indeed a little hungry now, so she took the bowl with ease.

However, when she looked into the bowl, she was dumbfounded.

There was only wild vegetables cooked with clear water in the bowl. He still didn't know what kind of wild vegetables they were and whether they were poisonous or not.

"Is that all you guys eat?" she asked.

Upon hearing her question, Song's Mother's eyes widened in surprise. "This is your favorite soup. Don't you like it anymore?"

"Mother knows that you feel wronged. If it wasn't for little brother, mother wouldn't let you marry even if she risked her life, but …"

When Song Yao saw her heartbroken expression, the memories of her body flashed through her mind over and over again. She came back to reality and said, "Don't worry, I won't marry her. Also, I'll definitely let you live a good life. Trust me."

Song's Mother's heart was in pain, but she had never expected her daughter, who had always shared the same personality as her, to say something like this. She was stunned and said, "Yao'er, don't do something stupid …"

Song Yao opened her mouth and took a sip of the soup. It was light and tasteless, not difficult to drink.

She raised her head to drink the wine, stood up and said: "Don't worry, I definitely won't do anything stupid. You first tell me about Zhao Tu Hu's family in detail."

"Ah?" Ye Zichen frowned and looked at her, "Don't you know about their family?"

Song Yao hastened to say, "There are some things that I don't know about. Things that you adults know, right?"

Song's Mother looked at Song Yao and sighed after a long while.

It turned out that Zhao Tu Hu was really flirting outside. Madame Zhao found some clues but was unable to find out the truth no matter how she checked. At that time, everyone in the village knew that Zhao Tu Hu was involved, and all the good-looking women were on tenterhooks, afraid that they would be misunderstood.

However, in the end, the one who was targeted by that mother yaksha Madame Zhao was still the helpless Song's Mother. The reason was also very simple: that foolish son of hers needed a daughter-in-law.

Lin Chudong finally accepted the name Song Yao after being called Yao'er for the whole day. It was simple and pleasant to listen to, but she didn't really reject it. Right now, the most important thing to do was to first push the marriage over and then find a way to wear it back.

Although she loved ancient things, she only liked ancient books and books. After all, as a otaku, without a cell phone, how could she live without a second dimension!

After barely filling her stomach, she decided to take a stroll around the village to familiarize herself with the enemy's situation.

When Song's Mother saw that she was about to leave, she wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, she didn't say anything.

This place was indeed like a paradise on earth. Song Yao had just gone out for a walk when she saw a river that flowed from west to east. The river was neither deep nor wide. On the riverbank, the peach blossoms of March were in full bloom. The petals of the peach blossoms were scattered across the surface of the river, forming a flat piece. The spring wind blew, filling the air with the fragrance of the flowers.

Song Yao took in a deep breath of air and avoided the crowd, heading towards the river's source. She rarely had the opportunity to get close to nature, so she couldn't help but want to get closer.

After walking for a while, they were left far behind. Song Yao suddenly saw a willow tree that looked as if it had been there for a long time. Song Yao was about to walk towards the willow tree when she heard a "gulping" sound, as if someone had fallen into the water.

She was in a hurry to run towards the river when she suddenly saw an old man, covered in fat, jumping into the river with the intention of taking a bath. On the shore was a pure white robe and it seemed like he loved cleanliness.

It was never good to peep at people bathing. Song Yao left in silence and started wandering around the village again.

The village could not be considered big. There were roughly twenty or thirty households in total. She finished walking the three miles in a short while. Most of the people were the same, crying over piles of firewood, and occasionally there were a few cows tied together in the yard, and in the yard hung clotheslines tied with hemp rope, with some dusty clothes hanging from them.

But there were two families that Song Yao cared a little about. One of them was Zhao Tu Hu's house, which had a butcher's shop by the door. The courtyard of the house was bigger than the others'. The other families all had open courtyards, except for their courtyard walls and gates. Although they were made of wood, the gates were still very imposing.

Song Yao sighed with emotion. It seemed that this village wasn't that poor. After all, if he wanted to sell his meat here, someone had to be able to afford it.

It seemed that her family was the poorest.

Song Yao paid more attention to the other courtyard. It was very small and seemed rather remote, but the fragrance of the powder was coming from it. It was not strong, but it was actually elegant and surprisingly fragrant.

Song Yao snuck out of the yard and peeked out. There was a woman about the same age as her mother standing at the door, looking at the petals. If Song Yao was not mistaken, it was peach blossoms.

She was startled by the exquisite beauty of this woman, only to discover that she seemed to have been coughing ever since she had looked at her. She must have been sick. Sure enough, with a quick glance, she found that there were medicinal herbs simmering in the yard.

She looked for a while more and realized that there seemed to be no man in the yard. Could it be that this woman was also a widow?

Song Yao left the area full of curiosity. However, just as she reached the intersection, she bumped into someone.