Chapter 1 Reborn as a Scumbag

There was a tingling pain in his head, and the pain of being cut alive seemed to follow him everywhere.

An Ning was awakened by the pain. When she opened her eyes, she found that her eyes were blurred, and her surroundings seemed to be plunged into darkness, without the glare of daytime lights.

Didn't he die?

She closed her eyes tiredly, a trace of disappointment floated on her pale face, all the resentment and persistence were wiped away by repeated human experiments, and all that was left was the numb desire to die.

It's a pity that this hope may be just a wish until those people get what they want.

Suddenly, a slight rubbing sound came to my ears.

An Ning's body tensed instantly, and she subconsciously opened her eyes to look at the source of the sound, only to vaguely see a figure moving.

Her breath became short of breath, and she stared at the shadow, what are those lunatics in the Academy of Sciences trying to do?
Even though the shadow moved slowly, probably because there was not much space here, the distance was quickly shortened.

The shadow became clearer and clearer, and An Ning changed from alert to surprised in the dimness.

Because the shadow walking towards her turned out to be a child, who seemed to be only three or four years old, with dark eyeballs shining in the dark, but without any emotion.

Then she saw the child put something laboriously beside her, turned around and left without looking at her, walked to a corner and curled up without moving.

An Ning looked at the thing sideways, and could vaguely distinguish that it was probably a bowl.

In the darkness, the liquid in the bowl seemed to have faint waves of light flowing, and a strong bitter medicinal smell lingered at the tip of the nose.

An Ning was a little confused for a moment, what is this thing, and who is that child?where is she nowWhat are those lunatics trying to do?
But she didn't know if the smell of the medicine had a hypnotic effect, or if she was too tired. While thinking, she slowly fell into a deep sleep again.

In her sleep, she had many dreams, those dreams seemed very strange, but at the same time seemed very familiar, as if the absurd person in the dream was her.

The next day, she was woken up by some conversation sounds, and her thoughts were still in chaos, but those conversation sounds clearly appeared in her ears.

"Anyway, I don't care. I'll tell her when she wakes up. You can tell the village chief. No matter what, I won't let Xiaokang be ruined!"

The person who spoke was a middle-aged woman in coarse cloth, short clothes, and floral trousers. She was dressed in a farmhouse, her dark face was cold and angry, but her hands were patting the thin and thin girl in her arms with affection and comfort. child.

The child was hugged by her, but he didn't react at all, and there was no childishness on his face, his eyes just stared blankly in front of him, as numb as a puppet that had lost its soul.

Next to them was a middle-aged man in the same peasant dress.

The man took a deep breath of his cigarette, then looked down at the motionless child, his eyes full of pity and pity.

"Oh, I'm afraid she'll make trouble again later... Why don't we wait a few more days until she recovers completely."

"What are you waiting for? Maybe she sold Xiaokang as soon as she woke up. Such a cold-blooded woman, if it wasn't because she was Xiaokang's own mother, I wouldn't care about her life or death. It would be better if she died. If I can be freed, otherwise even if I am not sold, I will be abused to death sooner or later!" The more the woman spoke, the more angry she became, her eyes were full of resentment.

"You, come on, don't say this in front of your children."

"What do you have to worry about? You should be sad already. You see, a good child has been made like this..." The woman looked down at the numb child in her arms, her eyes turned red, her throat choked, and she also I can't go on.

The man sighed, stretched out his arms to hug the child, stroked his head lightly, and said softly, "Xiaokang, will you live with your uncle and aunt in the future, Brother Xiaohu also wants to play with you very much, you will be Brother Xiaohu in the future Is your brother okay?"

The child still did not respond.

The couple looked at each other with helplessness and pity on their faces.

Suddenly, the child who hadn't reacted seemed to feel something, his body tensed up suddenly, and then he left the man's embrace neatly, stood on the ground, and looked in a certain direction.

The two of them were taken aback by the child's movements, and turned their heads to look, and then their expressions sank.

Beside the door, An Ning kept opening the curtain, looked at those dark and numb eyes, and clenched her hands unconsciously, recalling the few memories left in her mind, a hint of anger and pity flashed in her eyes.

In this short period of time, she has figured out her current situation.

She was indeed dead, but she was alive again. For some unknown reason, she was resurrected in a strange world.

There are only a few memory fragments in my mind, which cannot be connected vaguely, but some recent memories are still clear, just like the situation in front of me.

Her body is also called An Ning. It seems that she used to be a lady from a rich family, but she was kicked out by her family for some unknown reason.

It's just that An Ning is unwilling to live in the countryside, and wholeheartedly wants to find the father of the child in exchange for glory and wealth, but he has no ability and doesn't know who the father of the child is, so he can only waste time.

Six months ago, the nanny finally passed away due to overwork.

Losing the labor force of a nanny, An Ning, who still maintains the style of a young lady, can't bear it, her temper becomes worse and worse, and she who used to vent her anger on her children even worse.

Neighbors couldn't see it and tried to persuade him a few times, but they were all blocked back, and they gradually stopped caring.

Only Mama Xu's good friend Du Lishi would often deliver food, hoping to relieve the pressure of An Ning's life, so that she would stop using the child to vent her anger, but unfortunately it didn't work.

Just a few days ago, someone suddenly started spreading the news that An Ning asked someone to find Yazi and wanted to sell her son.

When the news reached the ears of the Du family and his wife, Du Li was frightened and angrily asked Jialai to ask An Ning for verification, but he was insulted and quarreled with An Ning in a fit of anger.

An Ning couldn't quarrel with Mrs. Du, and was pointed at by the people around her. She became angry and abused and beat the child again.

Mrs. Du stepped forward to stop her. During the dispute, An Ning was pushed to the ground, knocked her head on the steps and passed out.

Then, the body is still the same body, but the inner core has been changed.

"You're finally awake. Now that you're awake, let's talk."

Du Li looked at the sallow and thin woman with a gloomy face, her eyes were full of disgust and anger, "Sister Xu entrusted Xiaokang to my care before she passed away, I can't let you sell him."

An Ning looked at Du Lishi, her lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.

Although she has those memories, after all, she didn't experience them herself.

She is more like a third person watching other people's stories, without any sense of substitution at all.

So I don't know how to deal with it for a while.

"An Ning, your aunt and I have already discussed it. If you really insist... we can adopt Xiaokang. Please ask Lizheng to be a witness and sign the divorce letter. We will give you ten taels of silver. From now on, Xiaokang will be the Du family. children."

(End of this chapter)

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