Chapter 1 I Really Traveled Through Time

Chapter 1 I Really Traveled Through Time

The pain, the kind that hurts even in the joints of her bones, spread throughout Su Qing's body. She frowned and wanted to turn over but she had no strength. It was as if a mountain was pressing down on her. She had difficulty breathing and felt very suffocated.

Su Qing wanted to open her eyes but felt her eyelids were heavy, and she was sweating all over, as if she was lying in water, very cold. Her mind was like a movie clip, some of which belonged to her, and some of which were not her memories but seemed to have been experienced.

It was still that little girl, tugging at the hem of a woman's clothes tightly, shouting that she should not be sold, that she would be obedient, that she would eat less, that she would work, that she would not sleep in bed, that she would... The blood on her forehead soaked into the mud, her thin body was shaking violently, and her dry yellow hair stuck to her scalp in clumps like a pot cover.

She saw the woman's appearance clearly, with a long face, big eyes, thin eyebrows, a graceful figure, and a well-proportioned body. She always squinted at the girl. The woman was not very beautiful, but she was very charming. Yes, charming, the kind of charm that makes people, especially men, reluctant to look away after taking a look. Su Qing felt that when she looked at people like this, she looked a bit like a character in the old version of "Dream of Red Mansions", but she was used to watching the excitement when reading books and watching TV at that time, and she thought about it several times but couldn't remember who it was.

In the dream, every time the little girl cried, Su Qing felt like she was crying. But the woman never frowned from beginning to end. She shook the skirt that was tightly held by the girl and impatiently told the matchmaker to drag the girl away.

Seeing the girl being carried to the mule cart by the matchmaker, the woman fixed her hair while patting the hem of her skirt in disdain. She said with her blood-red lips opening and closing, "I'm doing this for your own good. What's the future for you if you follow me? You're already fourteen years old, and it's not good for you to go anywhere. I've told the matchmaker, and she will find you a wealthy family. It's better to be a slave than to follow me. Go, our fate is over, take care of yourself."

After the woman finished speaking, she thought for a moment, took out a few copper coins from her purse, handed them to the matchmaker, and whispered, "No matter what method you use, you must sell it to the buyer."

The matchmaker weighed the copper plate in her hand up and down, curled her lips and said, "You are talking about a high-class family, how can it be so easy to sell? I will see if I can get her to the West House or the Zhuangzi. Whether she can get in in the future depends on her own luck."

The woman stretched out her slender hand and rubbed her forehead. "Okay, you can do whatever you want. There is only one thing, I don't have any money from you, so you must not take her away. Don't think that we are easy to bully. If I find out that you sold her to some dirty place in the future, I will find a way to find you, okay!" Then, without even looking at the girl, she twisted her body and walked into the yard, then turned around and closed the dark door.

The matchmaker watched the woman walk in and muttered disdainfully, "There's no place dirtier than yours, huh."

The girl cried out heartbreakingly, "Mom, don't sell me, I'll be obedient, Mom..."

Su Qing suddenly opened her eyes, and sweat dripped down her forehead. She covered her head with her hands, and gently rubbed it, imitating the massage techniques of the beauty salon in her previous life. The headache gradually eased a lot, and then the memories of the original owner began to seep in like a flood.

Su Qing looked up at the beams. A small piece of cloth hanging from the rafters had turned black and red. It swayed with the wind blowing in from the half-open window, as if it could fall down at any time. Su Qing turned his head to look at the deep vertical lines on the wall and closed his eyes resignedly. It was ridiculous that he had caught up with the current trend of time travel. Every time he opened his eyes, he would still see this dark corner and half-open window.

Every night she would dream, in which there was always that little girl, skinny, small, dirty, timid, standing there and smiling flatteringly at everyone. In the dream, the woman had never been kind to her, no matter whether it was winter or summer, rainy or windy, as long as the woman was not happy, the girl would suffer physical pain.

Su Qing had this dream almost every day, but he could not figure out the relationship between the woman and the girl. It was simply abuse. In the winter, he had to kneel in the snow for half a day, and in the summer, he had to go to the river to wash clothes under the sun. It was common for him to sleep in the yard at night, and he was often hungry. Even when there were many leftovers from the guests, the woman would rather give them to others or feed them to the dog than give the girl a bite.

It was not until the dream just now, when the girl was sold to a trafficker by a woman and grabbed the frame of the car and called her mother before getting on the car, that Su Qing realized that the woman was actually the girl's mother? How could this be possible? Isn't this something that only stepmothers in novels can do?

But as her head was splitting, all the little girl's memories entered her brain. That woman was indeed her mother, the mother who had taken her around since she was a child, and the mother who made a living by selling her smiles.

The cold sweat on her body slowly dissipated, and Su Qing felt much lighter, and her headache was not as painful. At first, the girl was locked up in a room with several other girls by the human traffickers. Some left and some came. Later, she was brought here with five other girls, standing in an empty yard, and being picked by a fat woman.

The woman was very disgusted. She looked at the girl and complained about the human trafficker, saying that she was a servant chosen by the Marquis's mansion after all. Although she did rough labor in the west mansion, this was too bad. She pointed at the girl and said, "How dare you bring someone who looks like a bean sprout here?"

The man bared his yellow teeth and walked forward and whispered, "Don't look at her small stature, old sister. She is a capable girl. She doesn't eat much and has been trained a long time ago. She knows everything. Just order her around and I guarantee you won't have to worry about anything. Besides, this is free."

The trafficker smiled maliciously and said, "Think about it. If you keep her and let her do odd jobs, not to mention the master, even the maids and the proud mothers won't be able to see her. After training for a year or so, who knows what she will be like when she first comes in. But when you report to your superiors, you count the number of people. Besides, if she is not convenient or satisfactory to use, you can sell her later. Isn't that another sum of money?"

The woman raised her eyebrows when she heard this. Good, five taels of silver could be easily obtained, it was a good deal.

"Is there some lawsuit? Why don't you want money?" The woman was worried.

"There is no lawsuit. Her mother sold her. I don't know why she hates her so much. It's not hard to understand. Women in that kind of place don't know whose child it is. Maybe it's too late to abort the baby, so it delayed her important event. But she is her own daughter after all. She is already fourteen years old. If she wasn't so young, the madam would have been obsessed with her a long time ago..."

The woman nodded, and just like that, the girl was bought along with the other two. Together with the children born in the mansion, there were a total of seven people.

But she didn't expect that she was fine when she first came in. Although the original owner was thin and small, she was very efficient at work and never talked much. But for some unknown reason, after a few days, the girl became ill. The woman thought it was bad luck and didn't find a doctor for her. She thought it didn't cost any money, so she could observe her for two or three days. If she still didn't get better, she would just send her away.

Su Qing didn't know when the girl had gone. He had been in the girl's body five days ago. He had been sleeping all day and night, and the memories of his past and present lives were rolling in his mind. It was not until all the memories of the girl just now entered his head that he felt much more relaxed.

Su Qing also loved reading novels in his previous life, and knew that there were many kinds of time travel, such as time travel through a womb, time travel with space, time travel with superpowers, time travel without memories, time travel with memories, etc. And he should have come with the memories of the original owner, which was not bad, and he didn't have to pretend to have lost his memory after falling on his head.

But, after traveling through time, she is at least a young lady, even if she is born out of wedlock. At the very least, she is the eldest maid in a wealthy family, or a farming expert with special abilities, a skilled in making incense, a master in making medicine, etc. Am I the lowest level person in the time travel?

She felt her whole body, but found nothing except a strange-shaped pendant around her neck that was neither stone nor wood.

Alas, this is the lowest level of time travel.