Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Gu Nian was so nervous that she was about to give herself away. This house was obviously a mud-walled house in the countryside, and the people here were dressed in ancient costumes. This house should be a village, but why was the male ownerâs gaze so sharp? It was even scarier than her teacherâs.
âFather, Mother, Sister doesnât remember us. What should we do? What should we do?â
Gu Xin held Gu Nianâs hand and walked to the table, her face covered in tears.
Cai Xiaolian couldnât bear to see the child cry so much. She was about to reach out to carry the child when she remembered her transmigration identity and stopped herself.
It wasnât that Gu Shouxin couldnât bear to see the child cry, but he liked Gu Xin a lot because of their interaction just now. He also felt uncomfortable when he saw her cry, but he didnât move to carry the child.
Gu Nian was a little confused.
âWhat kind of family is this? What should I do next?â
âIâm only in my twenties. In modern times, Iâm still studying and not out in the world. I donât know how to adapt!â
âSister, donât cry. Donât cry. I get a headache when you cry.â
Gu Nian saw that her parents werenât moving. She never bullied children. She squatted down and hugged Gu Xin.
âHic, hic, hic, I wonât cry anymore, I wonât cry anymore. Sister, Iâm Second Daughter. Iâm Gu Xin, youâre Gu Nian, Eldest Daughter Gu, and my sister. Theyâre our parents. Sister, do you remember?â
Gu Xin had never been hugged by her sister before. Since she could remember, she did not have a place to put her hands, but she still explained it to Gu Nian.
âDonât cry now, tell me slowly! Sisterâs head hurts a little. Maybe when it stops hurting, sheâll remember.â
Gu Nian wiped Gu Xinâs tears.
Cai Xiaolian and Gu Shouxin looked at the two sisters without saying anything. At the same time, they glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes. Now, both of them were sure that the other was not the original Gu Nian, however, they were both hesitating whether they should confess first or wait until the other had confessed.
Gu Nian coaxed Gu Xin and pulled her to sit down on the bench next to the square table.
âFather, Mother.â
Gu Nian had brainwashed herself for a long time, but she could still call them by this name now.
âYou really canât remember anything? This is San Cha Kou Village. Do you remember?â?Gu Shouxin asked.
âYes. I donât remember.â
Gu Nianzhi nodded and shook her head again.
However, she had a little doubt in her heart. San Cha Kou Village, Gu Nian, Gu Xin â what a familiar name!
âEldest Daughter, weâre at San Cha Kou Village, Zhou Jia Town, Taoyuan County, Qingzhou. Do you remember it?â
Cai Xiaolian heard the other party mention San Cha Kou Village and immediately gave a more detailed geographical location.
Of course, she did not know any more because it was not in the original ownerâs memory.
Gu Nian was stunned.
San Cha Kou Village, Taoyuan County, Qingzhou. Gu Nian, Gu Xin.
Gu Xin, Gu Nian.
Why did it look like the farmerâs book that she had read not long ago?
âIn the Great Zhou Dynasty, in Taoyuan County, Zhoujia Town, San Cha Kou Village, my grandmother is Gu Xianglan. She was the only daughter in the family and was able to carry a tripod. She had a son-in-law, and my grandfather, Ye Chuan, was a vagrant who had become a son-in-law. I also had my first uncle and aunt, my fourth uncle, a cousin, a younger cousin, and a younger cousin. Iâm Gu Nian. My younger sister is Gu Xin. My father was chased out of the house by my grandmother because he often gambled, and my mother liked to scold my younger sister because my father often gambled? My younger sister is ten this year, and Iâm fourteen this year.â
Gu Nian suppressed the shock in her heart and recounted the family relationship.
âThatâs right, thatâs right! Sister, you scared me to death. I thought you really couldnât remember anything!â
Gu Xin was relieved to hear that her sister was alright.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Gu Nian mechanically turned her head to look at her cheap sister. She was reading a book about the female lead, the unlucky female lead.
She was inside a book!