Chapter 1 Fake daughter, real dilemma

The pain on my body was heart-wrenching, and my throat was so dry that it was about to burst.

Su Jinxiu opened her eyes and looked at the leaking roof, the yellowed walls, and the broken tables and chairs stacked in the corner.

I sighed, this was not a dream.

She, a famous young entrepreneur in China, died due to a car accident.

In the Dasheng Dynasty, he was a fake daughter of a marquis with the same name and surname.

Sixteen years ago, the Marquis's wife and her original mother were captured by bandits.

The two gave birth at the same time and carried the wrong child by mistake.

The real daughter lived in a mountain village and worked as a village girl for sixteen years.

The fake daughter went to the Hou Mansion and enjoyed wealth for sixteen years.

Three months ago, the real daughter came to the door and asked Mrs. Houfu to see the birthmark on her body.

Madam Hou Fu confirmed the identity of the real daughter and recognized her biological daughter.

The original body instantly fell into the mire from the clouds and rushed back to the mountain village.

After sixteen years of good food and clothing, how can I get used to the hardships of the countryside?

Regardless of his devastated parents who were seriously ill in bed, he stole the last bit of money from the family and returned to the Hou Mansion.

He didn't even enter the gate of the Hou Mansion before he was beaten out by the servants with sticks.

The original body was wrapped in a straw mat and thrown back to the Su family. My father ran out of money to buy medicine and lost his life.

His mother-in-law, Li Zhaodi, was reluctant to give up, broke her head, and borrowed money to rescue her.

Little did they know, there was already a different person inside the shell.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door was pushed open.

Li Zhaodi stood at the door holding a bowl of hot rice soup.

Su Shangwu held on to the hem of her clothes and jumped in anger.

"Mom, she stole dad's life-saving money and she wants it back.

What do you care about her? Let her die."

"Martial arts."

Li Zhaodi wiped away her tears and pulled Su Shangwu's hand away.

"She is your biological sister, but my mother didn't think much of her at first.

It's my mother's fault, don't blame her.

As long as she gets better, our family will live well."

When she turned around, she saw Su Jinxiu's eyes open and she stumbled towards the bed.

He wanted to touch Su Jinxiu's forehead, but he was helpless and took it back.

"Su, Miss Su is awake?

are you hungry?

Drink some rice soup first.

I'll make you some poached eggs later.

You have been coddled in the Marquis Mansion for sixteen years, and you have been wronged by coming to the countryside to live such a hard life.

However, we are not the young lady of the Hou family, and we cannot be greedy for wealth that does not belong to us."

Li Zhaodi shut up in annoyance. She had forgotten that she just said a few more words last time.

Jinxiu lost her temper, so she forced a flattering smile.

"Your injury is not healed yet, let me feed you."

Su Jinxiu looked at the cautious Li Zhaodi and shook her head.

Honestly speaking, although the Su family is poor, they are really good to me.

The original person has been back for three months and has been acting like a young lady from the Hou family.

She clings to all the good food and drinks, and is reluctant to let her do any work.

Even if "she" killed her father, Li Zhaodi did not blame "her" harshly. She just took care of herself these days.

Taking care of "her" day and night has made her look a lot older.

This kind of family affection makes Su Jinxiu, who worked alone in her previous life very envious.

She stretched out her hand to receive the rice soup.

Su Shangwu gritted his teeth and rushed in.

"If you dare to throw a bowl again, I will throw you out."

Su Jinxiu looked at him, took the rice soup and drank it all.

"Well, let's live a good life from now on."

They come, the security.

Li Zhaodi didn't come back to her senses until she left the house.

"Shang Wu, give me a squeeze to see if you are dreaming?

Your sister, how come you suddenly become sensible?"

Su Shangwu rolled his eyes and snorted.

"She's so sensible, who knows what kind of evil she is holding back?"

Su Jinxiu leaned against the window, listening to her mother's footsteps walking away.

If you want to change the current situation at home, you must heal your wounds quickly.

Just as she was about to lie down, she saw a drop of water coming out of her fingertips.

It's clear and transparent, not rice soup.

It wasn't raining and she didn't get out of bed. Where did the water come from?

She was surprised, lowered her head and licked it.

It is refreshing and sweet, and the dryness of the throat is instantly relieved.

She understood, this is the fingertip spiritual spring?

She squeezed hard, but her body was too weak and she only needed this drop of spiritual spring.

But it doesn't matter, with Lingquan, life in the future won't be too difficult.

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With the nourishment of the spiritual spring, Su Jinxiu's injuries healed visibly.

Three days later she was able to get out of bed, filled a basin of water, and prepared to wash her face.

Looking into the basin, I saw a pockmarked face like a steamed bun.

She took a breath, even though she knew that she had a strange disease and became ugly a year ago.

I didn't expect it to be so ugly.

I don’t know if Lingquan is useful for this strange disease?

After washing her face, Su Jinxiu opened the door.

The eldest son of the Su family is her father.

She gave birth to her and a pair of twin brothers.

The Su Shangwu I met that day was the younger brother of the twins.

Below, there are two uncles and an aunt.

As soon as her father left, the second and third bedrooms started clamoring for a separation.

When her father was still alive, he took care of the second and third bedrooms.

Now, as soon as the person leaves, the second and third bedrooms turn against each other and refuse to recognize the person, acting like a wolf with unfamiliar faces.

Originally there were three people entering the yard, but my wife and I divided it into two side rooms in the backyard.

In order to make her stay comfortable, the cleaner room was specially given to her.

My mother and my brother lived in a small house next to a pig pen.

It's not yet the day to sow the seeds, but the rice jar has bottomed out, leaving only half a bag of cornmeal.

In a few days, the whole family will starve to death.
To be continued...