Chapter 1

"Have you heard? That fat girl from the Lian family, they say she jumped into the pond this morning. I wonder how she’s doing now."

"Having a girl like that in the Lian family is truly a headache..."

At noon, under the large banyan tree at the entrance of Xiangyang Village, several women were gossiping about the latest news in the village.

The fat girl from the Lian family, Lian Wufu, had jumped into the pond and attempted suicide because her marriage proposal was not accepted.

At the same time, at the Lian family's house.

"Mom, the village doctor said that someone like Wufu, who has been in the water for too long and has a persistent high fever, has no will to live. She probably won’t make it. We should start preparing and order a coffin from the town, so we don’t fall behind when the time comes."

Lian Wufu, in a daze, felt as if her head was being pierced by needles, and her whole body was weak and powerless.

A very sharp voice was speaking in her ear, but her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn’t open them.

However, when she heard someone say they were going to order a coffin for her, she desperately wanted to sit up immediately. She wasn’t dead, so why were they making a coffin?

She clearly remembered that she had slipped and fallen in her own bathroom. How did it turn into falling into the water and having a persistent high fever?

Moreover, she had just finished her studies and started working, and her beautiful life was just beginning. How could she have no will to live?

Who was this woman speaking? Her voice was already grating to hear.

Lian Wufu was puzzled, and Liu Hongyu’s words directly caused the whole family to collapse, with cries and wails filling the air.

Lian Wufu’s grandmother, Tian Cuilian, was sobbing loudly at the head of the bed, "My precious Wufu, you must wake up. If you leave, I won’t live either. I’ve always said that the damned Song Weihong is no good, why didn’t you listen to me? Why did you like him so much, and even jump into the pond for him..."

Lian Wufu’s mother, Su Ying, was also sobbing uncontrollably, "Wufu, it’s my fault, I couldn’t protect you."

"Wufu, don’t die, our family can’t do without you." The other members of the Lian family also joined in the wailing.

The noise was deafening, as if it could shake the whole of Xiangyang Village.

Where was she?

Lian Wufu used all her strength to open her eyes slightly and saw a group of strangers standing by her bed.

Who were these people, and where did they come from? Lian Wufu’s mind went blank.

She shook her head hard, forcing herself to remember something, but it was in vain. However, she clearly remembered that everyone thought she was dead, and the room was still filled with wails.

She was afraid that if she didn’t speak up, her family would really go to the town to order a coffin.

She tried to open her eyes wider and weakly called out, "I’m not dead, I’m still alive."

"Wufu, you’re awake, you’re okay?" Tian Cuilian exclaimed in surprise, her red eyes tightly focused on the awakened Lian Wufu, as if she had found a treasure.

Looking at the elderly woman with gray hair, who was gazing at her with loving eyes, Lian Wufu didn’t have time to react before she was hugged by Tian Cuilian.

Tian Cuilian, whether from joy or fear, had a trembling voice as she held Lian Wufu and whispered in her ear, "Thank goodness, Wufu, you’re okay, you really scared me."

Resting on the old woman’s shoulder, Lian Wufu could smell a faint, natural soap scent, which made her feel safe and comfortable.

Seeing that Wufu’s face was pale and weak, Tian Cuilian gently laid her down and whispered, "Rest for now, I’ll have someone kill an old hen and make you some soup."

Without waiting for Wufu’s response, she turned and instructed a tall, thin woman with a somewhat harsh face, "Hongyu, go catch an old hen from the yard and kill it. Wufu has suffered, and she needs to be nourished."

Upon hearing Tian Cuilian’s words, Liu Hongyu’s face immediately darkened, and she said irritably, "Mom, we only have three egg-laying hens left. If we kill one, how will we live? We rely on these hens to lay eggs and trade for food and oil."