"Ouch~~~ My head hurts so much!"

Yèxīng's eyes remained closed, clutching her head and curling up on one side, thinking to herself.

I just finished reading that historical novel with over a million words last night, and I fell into a satisfying sleep. I didn't drink or fight, so how come my body aches when I wake up, especially my head!

Look at your well-behaved son. Dabai is still lying on the bed, you'd think he was some big sister if you didn't know any better!

"Listen to me, Ye Sheng, this job is one that you're going to have to give up. I've already signed up to go to the countryside, you..."

The old woman's sharp voice startled Ye Xing, causing him to jump. At the same time, the pain subsided slightly, and Ye Xing finally dared to open his eyes. His sight was met with grayish-white walls...

Ye Xing sat up, confused. The blanket still lay heavily on top of her. Honestly, what the heck was this thing?! It was dark and full of patches, and to top it off, it smelled awful, like something that hadn't been washed in months. It was disgusting!

Ye Xing hurriedly patted herself where there was no dirt, moving from the corner of her bed. At the same time, she finally figured out what was wrong.

The two-hundred-square-meter apartment was gone, replaced by a cramped and dilapidated hut. There was also the ragged clothes he wore, like a cloth that had just been dragged across the ground, stained with all sorts of dirt. In this state, even patches were overlooked.

"I won't be kidnapped, will I?"

Ye Xing muttered to herself, her heart pounding a little.

"Stop it, do you want everyone to hear? You're embarrassing me!"

A middle-aged man said impatiently.

This sound pulled Ye Xing's thoughts back. Right, she seemed to have heard words like "countryside" and "educated youth"? No way, no way, no way, could it be that the god of transmigration was looking after her?

Ye Xing's first reaction when she came back to her senses was to find a mirror. She tiptoed off the bed quietly, and after finding a mirror on the opposite bed, she examined herself carefully.

Well, the face is still the same face, just a little paler, thinner, and a bit worse off. The skin is still that watery and youthful.

It's the 1970s. Yu Ye Xing, a pitiful eighteen-year-old, lost his mother at age eight. His father remarried a woman with a son who is two years older than Ye Xing.

Later, the stepmother gave birth to a younger brother who is now eight years old. The whole family is crammed into this apartment of about twenty square meters. In summary, the outsider Ye Xing is really annoying!

Ye Xing had a job. At sixteen, she was supposed to be sent to the countryside, but luckily, by chance, she helped the deputy director of a machinery factory with a big favor.

So, in return, the man found him a temporary job at the machine factory, earning him a few dozen yuan each month.

Due to the deputy factory manager's face, Ye Xing's stepmother didn't dare to take the job over. However, all the wages were swept clean, and she was still scolded at home. It was simply working for nothing.

The original employee was raised to be more submissive and not rebellious, but they were diligent and hardworking. Now they have been made permanent, no longer a temporary worker.

But the stepmother finally couldn't take it anymore. The son was also getting to an age where he needed a job, or else he would have to go back to the countryside. How could she bear that!

And that deputy factory manager was transferred to another factory, so the stepmother felt confident and acted first, filling Ye Xing's name on the list for going to the countryside early.

The idea was to send Ye Xing to the countryside, allowing his son to take over.

Yè Xīng chūn first heard the bad news and couldn't bear it anymore. Finally, she fought back and got into a brawl with her stepbrother, Yè Fāng.

Well, in the end, he was beaten up by Ye Fang and his stepmother together. No wonder Ye Xing felt so much pain when he just came over, it turned out that he had been beaten!

He couldn't beat them, even his own father didn't care. He had no choice, so he finally drank poison and died. He had been hiding a bottle of pesticides for a long time. He didn't want to live through this kind of torment anymore.

Before, I didn't have the courage to commit suicide. Yesterday, when I was feeling angry, I impulsively drank the pills and then today, Xingye came.

After receiving the memories, Ye Xing let out a long sigh, her heart filled with complex and indescribable emotions.

Live a good life in the new century, even this life in the 70s can't handle it! Go to the countryside to farm? Kill me! I haven't even been in a kitchen in my whole life, so how can I plow the land!

"As for this stepmother, I can handle her. The real problem is that the names have already been filled in. It's useless now. Going to the countryside as a young intellectual is inevitable unless I have some connections."

At the same time, his right hand kept lightly tapping on the palm of his left hand.

"Huh? Did I see things?"

Ye Xing was deep in thought when suddenly she saw something blurry flash across her palm.

But upon closer inspection, there was nothing.

Alright, the most important thing now is to see if I can get my name removed. We can deal with everything else later.

Ye Xing understood the relationship and dared not delay. She was about to leave, but she had one thing to do before leaving.

First, he took out the hard-earned money he had saved and put it on top, then opened the door.

The arguing outside had already died down. After all, the father had agreed to his stepmother's terms, and the stepmother had better take it and be happy.

"Well, you're finally coming out? You're truly your big sister's daughter. What a servant girl's life!"

The stepmother sat lazily, looking over with a sneer, but her eyebrows betrayed an undeniable smugness.

The stepmother has always looked down on the original family, often beating and scolding them, and exploiting their labor as if it were nothing.

And the only role Yuan's father played was probably allowing Yuan to graduate from junior high, that's it, heh heh.

Ye Xing glanced at his stepmother slowly. High cheekbones, a triangular face, the whole look of a wicked stepmother, it seems like "looks are determined by one's heart" is true after all.

Better than some people, with a human skin but a snake's mind.

Ye Xing retorted sarcastically, "You have a venomous heart."

"You're sick, you little bastard! You still have the nerve to argue?"

Ye Sheng, look at your son! He looks like a mess. I'm going to beat him up! If I don't beat him, he'll get out of hand!"

The stepmother suddenly got angry, stood up abruptly, and scolded both Ye Xing and Ye Sheng after finishing her words to Ye Xing.

However, he probably felt guilty and didn't dare to attack Ye Xing again today.

Ye Sheng sighed between the two, his home was always so noisy. To keep the peace, he was just about to speak.

"Yèxīng, how did you talk to your mother? You just can't······"

"No."

Ye Xing coldly interrupted.

It was this weak and ineffective father who led to Yuan's suicide. Had he been stronger and controlled his wife more, Yuan wouldn't have ended up like this.

I'll be back to clean up this whole family.

Ye Xing had no time to waste with them. He gave the two people a disgusted glance, then quickly walked to the front door and placed his hand on the doorknob.

Then the table suddenly changed, looking pitiful and heartbroken. She cried out in despair and hysteria.

"Dad, are you still my real father?! You guys beat me and scold me all the time, making me do chores, keeping all the wages for yourselves, and not even giving me food!"

Now I have to give my work to Fang, pack up and get out. Are you trying to kill me! ???"

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