Childbearing System: I have to be the one to capture the child of destiny

Yu Nianhuan originally had no name, and she was not originally a person.

Like a wild beast in the deep mountains and jungles, with a chain around its neck.

Like an animal, like a tool, not like a human being.

Everything started when she met He Xin and Jun Huang.

The group told her to kill anyone who approached the big house, but she didn't want to be so obedient.

She let a lot of people go because she was busy basking in the sun, so she ignored all those people who didn't do anything big.

But there were two strange people who tried to get close to her again and again.

She had no choice but to follow the group's instructions, baring her fangs and walking towards them ferociously.

Why do we always disturb her from basking in the sun?

"We have no ill intentions. You saved us last time, do you remember?" the man said to her.

She stopped crawling, as if trying to understand what the man said.

The woman next to the man seemed to have reacted and communicated with her in words that she could understand.

The man also understood in time, "You grew up in southern Xinjiang, so you probably can't understand the Central Plains dialect."

So what they just said is called Central Plains dialect?

What is Zhongyuan? Is this place called Nanjiang?

She reacted a little stupidly, but couldn't understand.

He continued to crawl towards the couple with an expressionless face.

It was almost close, her arms were about to grab...

"Don't crawl on the ground, stand up." The woman bent down and handed her her hand.

She ignored him and went straight for the woman's throat.

But the man reached out and hit her wrist, and she took advantage of the force and attacked the man again.

The moves are violent and carry a fierce murderous aura.

She completely disregarded her own name in every move she made. Even if she was covered in blood and had to exchange injuries for injuries, she would still attack.

At first, the woman helped the man attack her, but later she helped her avoid the man's attack.

In her heart, she just felt that this woman was getting in her way and hurting others.

In fact, she had seen so many people, big and small, but she had never seen a living creature that could breathe for so long under her attack.

Even though there were two people on the other side, she still felt very powerful.

Although she felt admiration in her heart, she could not distinguish this emotion at that time, let alone show it on her face.

So the man and woman saw more and more dirty blood on her body, some of it theirs and some of it hers.

She had a blank expression on her face, and no emotion could be seen in her eyes. Only her moves were intimidating, making her look like a ferocious beast that was neither sad nor happy.

Just know how to bite.

There was struggle in the man's eyes, and finally, as if he had made up his mind, he drew his sword and pierced her shoulder blade.

Even at this point, she was still attacking desperately.

The woman took the opportunity to knock her unconscious because she was slow in movement due to her injury.

"What about the chain around her neck?"

"I'll cut it off."

"But that's black iron."

"The sword in my hand is also made of black iron."

When she woke up again, she felt her neck seemed to be a lot lighter. She reached out and touched it, and found that the thing that had always been wrapped around her neck was gone.

After being touched, she sat on the bed without any reaction.

The woman standing by couldn't help but feel worried.

I was worried that she would not be able to adapt and would have a stress reaction when she was suddenly freed from the chains and was used to being domesticated.

I didn't expect her to be so calm.

Perhaps, she has not been completely tamed by them.

Thinking of this, the woman couldn't help but feel a little distressed, so she asked softly, "What do you want to eat?"

She was silent and didn't say a word even when we communicated with her in southern Xinjiang dialect.

I don’t know whether he is afraid to speak or doesn’t understand.

The woman cooked a few dishes that Jun Huaiyuan liked. She took a few bites with her hands, but it was hard to tell whether she liked them or not.

The woman seemed to whisper, "Yuan'er likes these very much, but it seems that you don't like them. Then I will have to cook a few more dishes in the future."

She didn't understand, so she ate the food with her hands and thought about going out to bask in the sun.

And it was also the first time that she experienced the benefits of not having this thing on her neck.

It seemed as if she could go further, without having to be pulled back after walking a fixed distance.

This novel experience gave her the courage to take a few steps again.

Walked to where the sun was brighter.

The man saw her attachment to and love for the sunshine.

There was a lot more hope in my heart - the hope of teaching her to be a human being.

"You are a human being, so stand still."

"You are a human being, so don't lie on the ground and eat with your hands."

"You are a human..."

She seemed to have finally lost her temper after hearing these words. She bared her teeth fiercely and then stuttered, "I am not a human!"

The man and the woman were so happy to hear her finally speak that they didn't care at all what she said.

She was totally ignored.

The woman often took her to the stream to wash and straighten her messy hair bit by bit.

She watched as a lot of her hair fell down and flowed along the stream. The woman comforted her, "Those hairs had already fallen, but because you haven't taken care of them for a long time, they are now messy and hidden on your head. Don't worry, your hair will grow back after a while."

She just reached out and touched the woman's long hair, stumbling over her words, "Yours looks beautiful."

The woman held her cheeks in delight, "You're talking again?!"

Later, she often listened to the woman's nagging.

"We have a son who is younger than you. He is only five years old now. When we left, he was still acting like a spoiled child and wouldn't let us go."

"When you're willing, we'll take you back to see him. He's so tiny, I don't know if he'll grow up by the time we see him again."

"I treat you as my own sister, so maybe Yuan'er should call you aunt?"

The woman and the man would always talk to her about some family matters, and the one they talked about the most was their child, Jun Huaiyuan.

After she learned to write, she felt that these three words were too complicated, so she felt very sorry for Jun Huaiyuan for a long time.

The name is too difficult to write.

She was taken to a strange place by the man and woman, and was beaten by them before being taken away, but when she woke up she had no reaction at all.

As if nothing happened.

That's not too good.

Finally, the man decided to teach her culture and some sword skills to improve her character.

Perhaps this way, she will have a higher level of awareness as a human being.

"The sky and the earth are dark yellow." The woman said softly.

"Heaven, earth, dark, and yellow." She repeated.

One word at a time, every word is spoken in a clear and round tone.

The rhythm is just not very coherent and it doesn't sound very emotional.

She didn't understand why she had to learn these things, just like she didn't understand why she had to walk upright or eat with two sticks.

She just felt comfortable being around this couple.

You can bask in the sun anytime and anywhere without worrying about being suddenly pulled back to the shade by the chain around your neck.

But now that I have started studying, I don’t feel so comfortable anymore.

She looked worried as the woman was braiding her long hair.

Since she started learning, her facial expressions and movements have become more and more diverse.

She can't write well and her handwriting is very ugly, but it seems like they always give her such homework.

Yes, they call it homework.

"What are you worried about?" the woman asked happily after braiding her long hair.

She tilted her head, her face still seemed dull, but her subtle expression told her how annoying it was!

"Is this called distress?" This was the first time she had heard of this emotion, so she wanted to write it down.

"Yes, that's called distress. When you bask in the sun, it's called happiness." The woman repeated for her with a smile.

She seemed to understand, but not quite.

"Do you all have names?" she asked suddenly.

The man said gently, "Of course we both have names. My name is Jun Huang, and her name is He Xin."

Jun Huang wrote down his and He Xin's names.

She frowned slightly, "What about me?"

Jun Huang was stunned, and he finally realized something: she didn't have a name yet.

She said word by word, "My name?"

He Xin then said, "Most people's names are given by their parents, but you can also name yourself. Otherwise, why don't you name yourself?"

She blinked rapidly, and pointed to a few words on the book. "My name is this."

Jun Huang looked carefully and saw Yu Nianhuan casually writing four big words: Depressed and unhappy.

He Xin:......

Jun Huang:......

Because they haven't learned enough, Jun Huang and He Xin are wondering whether they should talk to her about the meaning of her name.

She didn't understand why they were suddenly silent.

"No, okay?" she said.

He Xin racked her brains and asked, "Why do you want to be called this name?"

"It's hard to write," she said.

He Xin:......

"Is it just because of this?" Jun Huang put his hand on his forehead and sighed.

She nodded, then shook her head, "It's hard to write your son's name, too."

He Xin and Jun Huang seemed not to have expected this reason.

"First, family, so, everything is hard to write about." She spoke her mind frankly, without hiding anything.

Did Jun Huang and He Xin never know that this is how she felt in her heart?

She looked up in confusion, "Didn't you say we were family?"

Jun Huang picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the paper, then turned to her and said, "I changed a word, please take a look and see if it's okay."

She leaned over to take a look, but couldn't tell the difference. "Okay."

It's all very complicated anyway.

After He Xin saw what Jun Huang wrote, he couldn't help but laugh, "Then you will have your own name from now on."

“Yu Nianhuan.”

This is how Yu Nianhuan got his own name.

By the time Yu Nianhuan had completed his studies, the matter of returning to Junjiazhuang was finally put on the agenda.

Yu Nianhuan didn't care about it. It didn't matter whether she was outside the Mirage Palace before or in this unknown wooden house now.

As long as I'm still with them, it's fine.

Being around them makes Yu Nianhuan feel peaceful and comfortable.

And she really wanted to go and see the little boy named Jun Huaiyuan.

Every time He Xin and Jun Huang mentioned him, they smiled unconsciously, and what followed was more guilt.

They said they felt they owed Yuan'er, so they would stay in Junjiazhuang for a long time this time.

Yu Nianhuan could vaguely realize that they came for him, and even "abandoned" Jun Huaiyuan for a short period of time for him.

Although Yu Nianhuan had no impression of what they said about him saving them.