Rebirth of the Guardian Cute Baby

It was a very quiet night. Both of them had wounds on their bodies. After Madam Zhen fell asleep, Zhen Jing washed all the dirty clothes and cleaned the wounds on her body before lying down to rest.

In the middle of the night, she felt as if her body was falling apart. Every time she moved, it felt like millions of ants were gnawing at her heart, and the pain was so severe that she could hardly breathe.

After a full night's rest, I felt much better the next morning. Although my body still hurt, it was not so painful that it was unbearable.

After washing up and walking outside, I saw Madam Zhen coming back with a basket of vegetables. She was dressed neatly today, with her hair combed and washed. She wore the simplest clothes, but she was still as beautiful as a lotus in clear water and looked a lot younger.

Lady Zhen smiled and said, "Today a good person is doing charity and distributing rice. This is a rare opportunity. I will hurry up and get some rice."

Zhen Jing also said, "I'll go with you."

Mrs. Zhen was flattered to see that her daughter was not ashamed and was willing to go with her to get the rice. After a long while, she said, "We are out of rice at home, so it would be nice to get one more portion." After that, she went to find an empty cloth bag for Zhen Jing to hold.

Zhen Jing took the cloth bag and followed Lady Zhen out to the place where rice was distributed. On the way, they met the people who were receiving rice and they were very happy.

"This is white rice, not rice porridge. One spoonful of rice can make a pot of porridge! The people who donated the rice this time are really generous."

"That's right. The prince of the capital personally sent the relief food. The more people there are, the more they get. I wanted to bring my one-month-old grandson, but my wife scolded me. What the hell, five or six kilograms of rice!"

"You have plenty of food at home, so you don't need this much. Your wife must be embarrassed to come and get it!"

"What's there to be embarrassed about? Just think about the time when you were too hungry to eat!"

Zhen Jing didn't feel embarrassed about it. There were many people waiting to collect rice. There were many children of Han Yan's age in the queue, as well as younger children. Because there were soldiers on duty, everyone was very orderly and no one cut in line. Zhen Jing followed Madam Zhen in line.

Finally it was the turn of the mother and daughter. They scooped a full spoonful of rice with a large wooden spoon. After filling it with rice, Lady Zhen quickly bowed to the person who had given her rice, "Thank you, kind man. Thank you, kind man."

Zhen Jing also had a large spoonful in her bag, weighing about two or three pounds. She bowed like Lady Zhen, and the two of them withdrew from the rice-collecting team and returned to the shabby house.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw strangers in the house. Several tall men dressed as servants looked at them ferociously. A fat boy dressed in golden clothes was sitting beside a shabby eight-immortals table, fanning himself with boredom.

When he saw Madam Zhen coming with Han Yan, he put away his fan and stood up.

Lady Zhen quickly stepped forward and said with a smile:

"Young Master, why are you here? Han Yan, go and boil some water for him!"

After she said that, she pushed her daughter, meaning for her to hide for a while.

"Don't go, this young master can't do that."

The fat boy yelled, "Don't go, I'm not thirsty."

After saying that, he walked up to Zhen Jing and circled around her twice.

It turned out that this person was Yan Hongli, the eldest son of the Yan family, who was about the same height as Han Yan.

When Zhen Jing saw the young master named Hongli, Han Yan's memory was triggered in her mind.

And this fat boy was also recalling what happened that day.

This fat boy is a few months younger than Han Yan. Although he is the son of a concubine in the Yan Mansion, he is treated much better than Han Yan because he is the only boy in the Yan Mansion. The two are about the same age and know each other's identities. Hongli also comes out to play and often bullies Han Yan.

That day, Han Yan was walking home with the firewood she had just picked up. When she saw the fat boy swaggering around on the street, she quickened her pace and lowered her head to try to avoid him.

But the fat boy found out after all.

"Little girl, don't run!" The fat boy and his servant blocked Han Yan's way. Han Yan was blocked and had to put down the firewood on her shoulder and asked, "What's the matter, young master?"

The fat boy rolled his eyes and asked, "Did you steal this firewood?"

“No, I picked these up.”

"You picked it up?" Yan Hongli looked around. "How could there be such easy firewood to pick up on the road? How come I didn't see it? You must have stolen it. This is stolen property and needs to be destroyed! Someone, come and burn this firewood for me!"

Han Yan was so scared that she protected the firewood and begged, "Master Hongli, I went up the mountain to pick up this firewood before dawn. My mother is sick and there is no firewood left at home. Please don't burn my firewood!"

"I don't believe you will starve to death. Stop pretending to be pitiful here, as if you and your daughter are living a miserable life!"

Yan Hongli waved his hand, and several servants immediately pushed Han Yan away, threw the firewood into the corner, and prepared to light the fire with a tinder.

Han Yan was also a stubborn person. She lay on the firewood and used her body to protect it: "I am also a daughter of the Yan family. If you dare to burn my firewood, I will go to the eldest lady to sue you!"

She didn't dare to resist when the fat boy bullied Han Yan, but she didn't expect that she would have to sue him this time. She felt very embarrassed and cursed, "You little bitch, do you have the nerve?"

He rolled up his sleeves, rushed over, grabbed Han Yan by the collar, dragged her to the ground, kicked her, and said, "How dare you go to the Madam to sue me? The Madam is my mother, and she will be on my side even if you sue her!"

As he spoke, he kicked her a few more times. Han Yan curled up in pain. While beating her, Yan Hongli ordered the servant who followed him, "Quick, burn the firewood for me! I want to see if she dares to sue me!"

Several servants went to light the firewood again. Han Yan, who was lying on the ground, gathered all her strength to hug Yan Hongli's legs and started biting them. Yan Hongli jumped in pain and beat the girl on the ground desperately, but Han Yan refused to let go.

Yan Hongli cried out in pain, punching Han Yan all over the head and face. He finally broke free, with his legs covered in blood.

He roared to the three servants, "Hurry up and beat her! Beat this little bitch to death!"

The servants came over and found Han Yan lying on the ground motionless. One of the servants touched the tip of her nose with his hand.

He stammered, "Oh no, Master. She, she was beaten to death by you..."

Yan Hongli cried out, his legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground. Although Han Yan was the daughter of a concubine, she was still of Yan family blood. Although Yan Hongli was the most distinguished young master of the Yan family, he was not born to the eldest wife. He and the fifth lady Yan Ruyan were both born to the concubine, but after the concubine died, the name was recorded under the name of the eldest wife.

The eldest lady treated him very well, but if he made a mistake, she would punish him mercilessly. If she knew that he was the one who killed Han Yan, she would definitely beat him to death.

Yan Hongli ran away with his servants without thinking much. Later, because Han Yan did not return home, Lady Zhen went to the Yan residence and the matter could not be concealed. Yan Hongli was beaten by the eldest lady and locked up to wait for Master Yan to come back and deal with the matter. Fearing that Lady Zhen would make trouble to the government, Lady Zhen was also locked up.

Yan Hongli had never been beaten so severely before. He initially thought Han Yan was dead, so he would just endure the beating as long as she didn't pay with her life. But Han Yan was not dead, so he couldn't bear this loss, so he brought people to look for her the next day.

The little fat man showed a disgusting sneer on his face, and said viciously: "You are so good, Han Yan, you actually pretended to be dead in front of me, the young master! I almost paid for my life with you, a bitch!"

Zhen Jing stared at the fat boy and wanted to pick him up and beat him up again. He said Han Yan was pretending to be dead, but in fact Han Yan was seriously injured, and maybe his soul was no longer in this world. She tried to search last night, but did not sense Han Yan's existence.

Han Yan is dead. This child killed a person at such a young age, so he must pay with his life.

She couldn't help but narrow her eyes, and anger surged in her heart.

"What do you want, young master? Do you want to beat me up again?"

"You——" Yan Hongli gritted his teeth and clapped the fan in his hand.

"Why should I kill you? My life is so precious, how can I pay for it with the life of a bitch like you? Hahaha!"

After saying this, the fat boy walked away with his hands behind his back.

Zhen Jing and her daughter looked at each other in bewilderment. Lady Zhen said, "This little fat guy must have bad intentions. You should stay away from him in the future!"

"it is good"

The mother and daughter worked hard all morning without a drop of water. Madam Zhen collected the rice bag and prepared to cook when she heard a shout from outside:

"It's on fire! Madam Zhen's house is on fire. Come and put it out!"

The mother and daughter only then discovered that every corner of the yard was on fire, and the thick smoke from the small kitchen spread to the main house.

"Quick, put out the fire."

Zhen Jing and Zhen's wife hurried to fetch water to put out the fire.

When some people heard the noise, they immediately rushed out to help. Some fetched water, some shouted "fire put out". There was a loud bang, and oil was spilled everywhere in the house. The house, which originally had nothing in it, was burned completely, and half of the roof was also burned.

The fire was finally put out. Apart from their house, the neighboring houses were only slightly affected.

The neighbor wiped his sweat and asked, "Madam Zhen, did you offend anyone?"

Zhen Jing said: "It must be Yan Hongli who did it! I will go to Yan's house to confront him!"

She wanted to go to the eldest lady to reason, but Madam Zhen held her back tightly.

"Han Yan, forget it. We can't beat that young master... Master Yan has refused to take you back for so many years, which shows that he doesn't want to acknowledge you as his concubine. And this time, if you hadn't come back by yourself, I would have died in the Yan Mansion!"

Madam Zhen looked at the house that had been burned to ruins with a calm expression.

"You haven't always wanted to leave here, have you? Let's go and no longer rely on Yan's house for living."

Madam Zhen's performance made Zhen Jing look at her with new eyes. This woman might have completely given up on Mr. Yan.

It's time to give up after so many years.

She also supported the decision of Madam Zhen. The cloth bag containing rice was right next to her when the fire broke out, so it was not burned. Madam Zhen also snatched out a bundle. These were all the belongings of the mother and daughter.

The neighbors also knew about the mother and daughter's situation. Some despised them, some pitied them, and they were all happy that they had moved away. If they had continued to live here, who knew if the fat boy would come back one day to cause trouble and bring disaster to the neighbors! It was better for them to move away!

But they had no money, so where could the mother and daughter go?

Zhen Jing didn't want to live on the streets. After all, she was a time traveler. She hadn't eaten yet, so she couldn't go hungry! She followed Madam Zhen to a large inn, and the innkeeper actually recognized Madam Zhen.

He already knew about the fire at Madam Zhen's house, and said with embarrassment, "It's fine for you to stay in a hotel, but we can't afford to take you in given your situation! Besides, do you have the money to stay in a hotel—"

Zhen Jing hadn't worried about money for many years, and had no one to turn to. She called out to the system in her mind, hoping for some support.

Yuanyuan circled her back.

"Host, there is no golden finger in the ninety-nine times of crossing that you set. We are penniless!"

"Yes, last time!"

"Host, have you forgotten? It was the aunties who gave it to you last time! Now we are on the original track. The master said that you are fulfilling your duty!"

Zhen Jing looked up at the sky. If this time travel was really her plan, then she was a complete fool when she worked in some management bureau. She was extremely stupid.

After the system finished replying, it continued to sleep. It didn't need to play a role here, so how could Zhen Jing let it go?

"I have the right to test my memories before I traveled through time to see if you have stored them, right?"

"You can have this."

The system was in a hurry to sleep, and its voice was vague: "Just check it, all the memory data is here!"

Zhen Jing saw a disk the size of a memory stick, which was only 0.1% used. Just as she was wondering how to use it, something like a computer screen opened up in front of her, with many subtitles appearing, all of which were things she remembered.

In this place that is similar to the ancient world, the only part that can be used is the witch part. Is that also a golden finger? Zhen Jing intercepted that data without hesitation.

This is her memory and is not within the set scope.

Zhen Jing returned the things to the system with satisfaction.

"Yuanyuan, you are quite useful. Please help me store the records of this life."

After doing all this, she regained consciousness and in the eyes of others she was just a shy and timid girl who never dared to look up.

Madam Zhen was still negotiating with the innkeeper about how to find a place to stay. It was safe to stay in this inn. The fat boy Yan Hongli could not guess for a while that they would stay in such a luxurious place.

"We have money, and we will definitely not owe you money for your hotel stay."

"Madam Zhen, I want to believe you, but if I take you in, I will offend others..."

Madam Zhen finally knelt down crying, "Please, Master Shopkeeper, let us stay!"

The inn was crowded with people coming and going, and the innkeeper became anxious after she knelt down, and was about to kick them out.

"Mother, you don't have to kneel down to the innkeeper. The innkeeper is a kind man and will allow us to stay in the inn."

Zhen Jing pulled Madam Zhen up and quickly leaned over to the shopkeeper's ear and said, "When we left, Master Yan gave us some money, enough to pay for our stay. The boss is a wise man like Master Yan. If he is afraid of offending the Yan family, he can just announce to the public that we have left."

The shopkeeper's face changed drastically, and he looked at Han Yan warily. This girl said that he was the same person as Master Yan. Could it be that she knew something? He didn't understand how she knew such a secret thing, but she was so sure that he had to treat it with caution. He also felt that Han Yan knew his secret and was afraid that she would spread it out. He was very angry and called the waiter and said, "Take them upstairs and arrange accommodation for them. If you have any requests, just do it."

The shopkeeper was a miser on weekdays, and the waiters were surprised by his instructions, but they still took Madam Zhen and her daughter upstairs.

Madam Zhen asked in confusion, "Han Yan, what did you say to the shopkeeper just now? The shopkeeper looks a little strange."

Zhen Jing blinked and whispered: "I just lied and said I knew a little secret of his."

Madam Zhen shook her head helplessly and laughed again. It was good that they could stay. This shopkeeper was the same. He didn't want to beg, but had to be scared.

Madam Zhen still had some savings, so she ordered a few side dishes, both meat and vegetarian. After the mother and daughter had their meal, Madam Zhen thought that she would have to go out and find something to do the next day, so she went to bed early.

Zhen Jing went out and climbed up the stairs to the fourth floor, the highest floor of the inn. She walked to the end of the stairwell and looked out of the window to see if she could find any way to make money.

She didn't know how much savings Madam Zhen had, but she couldn't always stay in an inn!

You still have to make money to buy a house.

The next day, Madam Zhen got up and saw Han Yan was still sleeping soundly, so she brought breakfast and put it on her table. She then cheered herself up and went outside to find work to do.

You can't get the golden finger just by wishing for it. I could use those spells easily before, without any teacher, but now when I do them according to memory, none of them work.

Zhen Jing worked hard to digest those witchcraft memories before resting. She woke up suddenly just after falling asleep, saw breakfast on the table, and ate it silently.

Madam Zhen went out to find a job. Even though she was still a child, she still wanted to try her luck.

She went to the innkeeper again, borrowed a set of clothes from the innkeeper's son, and changed herself into a boy's outfit before leaving the inn.