The Rebirth of an Orphan

Zhao Xihua finally opened the box, then she frowned slightly, a musty smell rushed out, it turned out to be a pile of moldy clothes. Looking at these shabby and worn clothes, her nose felt a little sour. Her mother was also the most talented woman in Yuncheng back then, but she didn't expect that she married such an ordinary father and died early.

She carefully cleared out the clothes one by one, and unexpectedly a black rectangular box fell out from a piece of clothing. The box was very ordinary and inconspicuous. When she opened the box, she found an antique jade bracelet inside. The jade was as white as water, and the patterns carved on it were a bit strange and exotic.

In addition to the jade bracelet, there is also a silk folding fan. The pattern on the silk is the same as that on the bracelet, and there are two lines of poetry written on the fan.

"Even though missing someone is useless, it doesn't matter if I feel melancholy and crazy." Zhao Xihua read it softly and was slightly stunned.

She had seen her mother's handwriting before, and she had also left some books she had read for her. There were annotations written by her mother on those books, which were different from the handwriting on the folding fan, and were obviously not her mother's handwriting. It was certainly not her father's handwriting, either. The handwriting was much better than her father's, and the font was vigorous and powerful, with a hint of momentum and majesty.

Zhao Xihua liked the words very much as soon as she saw them, so she put away the fan and put the bracelet on her wrist. After all, it was left by her mother, so she had to keep it well.

But the love poem on the fan cannot be seen by anyone. She cannot let the ruthless Zhao family catch her, otherwise she doesn't know how they will treat her.

After cleaning the box, there were no valuable items found, only some books on Chinese medicine. Many of the words in the books were in traditional Chinese characters. They must be ancient books. She knew these things and was not surprised.

My mother knows Chinese medicine, and I have heard about it from the former servants. Before Zhao Xihua was locked up in the basement by the Sun family before her rebirth, she would study medical books when she had nothing to do, and she often treated the Sun family's servants. That period was also her happiest time.

There was a rolled-up small cloth bag between several medical books. When she opened it, she saw a row of silver needles inside. The light from the window shone on them and they sparkled brightly. After thinking about it, she hid these things again and asked Pingshui to carry the box away.

After cleaning up, Zhao Xihua prepared to change her clothes and go to the old lady's house for dinner. Tonight, the eldest son Zhao Chenyang came back, and the old lady organized a family dinner, and everyone was required to attend. In her previous life, she rarely attended such family dinners. Usually, she would eat from the kitchen to her room.

Everyone despised her, a lonely girl, and thought it was unlucky to eat with her. She was even forgotten during the Spring Festival. Even the servants flattered the powerful and bullied the weak. The food Pingshui brought was usually cold. After a long time, she developed stomach problems, which would cause unbearable pain if she was not careful.

Later, after being married into the Sun family, she was locked up in the basement by the Sun family. The damp and dark environment and the precarious diet caused her stomach problems to relapse frequently. In addition, she was not sent to the hospital for treatment, and her condition became increasingly serious. In the end, she could not survive and soon died of illness.

Zhao Xihua had just changed her clothes and was about to go over when Mrs. Zhang, who was by the old lady's side, came over. She didn't go into the room, but just told Pingshui at the gate of the courtyard that the fourth young lady didn't have to attend the family dinner tonight and asked her to stay in her room and recuperate.

Zhao Xihua smiled bitterly. Sure enough, it was still the same. Zhao Chenyang was the apple of the Zhao family's eye. They would not allow any mistakes to happen to Zhao Chenyang. He was the future and hope of their Zhao family. In addition, there was a distinguished guest, the young master of the Deng family in Kyoto, tonight. She, an unlucky orphan, was naturally disliked.

Looking at Zhao Xihua's gloomy face, Pingshui felt sad for her in her heart. Her sister was so unlucky. Why was she born on such a horrible day? If she hadn't been born with a bad fate, with her looks and abilities, she would have found a good family and wouldn't have suffered here.

"Sister..." Pingshui's eyes turned red and her voice choked. She wanted to say something to comfort him but didn't know what to say.

"What are you doing? Why are you crying? It's not a big deal. If you have nothing to do, take the books out of the box and let them dry in the sun. They'll get moldy if they're left there for too long."

"Okay, I'll get busy then." After saying that, he left quickly.

After Pingshui neatly placed the Chinese medicine books in the yard to dry, he went to the kitchen to get food for Zhao Xihua. Not long after, he came back with a basket of food, his steps were heavy and his expression was depressed, his face was very ugly.

"Pingshui, what's wrong with you? Where did you get upset again?" Zhao Xihua asked.

"Isn't the Second Young Miss inviting us to enjoy the flowers tonight? I was thinking of going over early to get dinner, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect... This is too much of a bully." Pingshui felt so aggrieved that tears were about to fall. Then she took out dinner, a cold steamed bun, a plate of pickles, and a bowl of not-so-hot porridge.

"Everyone is feasting on delicious food, but my sister is only given these leftovers. I don't mind, but my sister just recovered from a serious illness and needs to take care of her health." Pingshui became more and more angry. "I don't care. I'm going to ask the old lady for justice."

As he was about to rush out, "Don't go," Zhao Xihua said with a faint smile, "The old lady is now entertaining the young master of the Deng family in Kyoto. If you go and make a scene at this time, you will lose face for the Zhao family, not to mention in front of Young Master Deng. How can the Zhao family marry into the Kyoto family in the future? Not only will you not be able to solve the problem by making a scene at this time, I guess the whole family will want to peel your skin off."

Pingshui quickly retracted her leg that had just stepped out, as if a basin of cold water had poured over her to wake her up. Her sister was right. Thinking of the consequences, her whole body trembled slightly.

"Sister, are we going to be bullied like this forever? No matter how bad things were before, at least we had some fresh vegetables and a hot meal. Do you think you should go hungry just because you have to entertain guests?"

Zhao Xihua stood up slowly, a sneer flashed across the corner of her lips: "You go to the big kitchen to eat today, I won't eat. You put away all these meals, including the ones delivered yesterday, and we will slowly settle the bill."

"But you have just recovered from your illness and it is time to replenish your nutrition. How can you survive without eating?" Pingshui looked at Zhao Xihua worriedly.

"It's okay, just go and come back soon. I want to read a book quietly while I have time." After saying that, he took a book "Treatise on Miscellaneous Diseases in Chinese Medicine" and sat at the desk to read.

After hearing what she said, Pingshui had no choice but to leave. Zhao Xihua read the book for a while and then put it down. Then she raised her head and looked out at the sky which was gradually getting darker in a daze.

If this goes on, she will have to leave the Zhao family, and the best way to leave is to marry into an ordinary family. However, she cannot decide her own marriage, so she has to think of a way.