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Choose gold, and you shall enter the world of books.
Your task is to rewrite the ending for the possessed character, eliminating the vengeful spirit that will be generated from the book.
Once the task is complete, you will be revived.
"Deal."
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"What time is it Why isn't dinner ready yet Where's your mother, Cheng Huai"
"Mom... Mom seems to be sick, she's still sleeping."
"Bah, a lazybones! You're not even that old yet and you're already frail. A little bit sick and you can't handle it, what a waste."
The sound of a strange woman's curses woke Gu Qian. She felt dizzy and disoriented, struggling for a few moments before she opened her eyes. After taking in the surroundings, her heart sank.
"It really wasn't a dream, after all."
The mottled, dilapidated yellow mud wall was pitted and pockmarked. The black wooden rafters were covered with a roof of indistinguishable color tiles. Inside the ten-odd square meter shack, there was very little furniture. There was only a rickety, lopsided wooden chair in the corner and a wooden table with a drawer.
A gust of wind blew past me, and when I turned around... well, it was just the old windowpane from my childhood. A few panes were broken, patched up with newspapers – drafty and unsightly.
Gu Qian slowly sat up and touched the spot beneath her. As expected, the thin blanket covered a cold earthen kang floor.
Looking at the short and narrow earthen kang and the old-fashioned kang cabinet on it, Gu Qian sighed.
What's going on right now Can someone please explain, I'm online and waiting, really need this!
"Creak—"
Before Gu Qian could even think, the dilapidated wooden door was flung open with force.
The first to walk in was a woman who was about 1.5 meters tall. She wore a sky blue checkered shirt on top and gray trousers on the bottom. Her skin was slightly dark, and she had a slightly plump figure. Women of this era generally had older faces. Gu Qianshu estimated that she was probably in her forties or early fifties, around middle age.
She was followed by a seven or eight-year-old boy, who looked chubby and naive.
A middle-aged woman saw her sitting motionless on the kang, her face set in a frown. She scolded, "Grandma Li, we didn't marry you into our family to be a young mistress! It's past several hours and you still haven't gotten up to cook Do you want to starve everyone"
"Old Li's place" Gu Qian looked confused. "Huh"
It's not that she's pretending to be dumb, it's just that she doesn't fully understand her situation right now and doesn't want to say much.
But upon seeing the middle-aged woman's face, which was full of spite and sarcasm, a wave of disgust rose in her heart.
Her body was clearly ill, with a severe headache. How could she possibly work in this condition
Are you Zhou Bai Pi
The little boy tugged at the middle-aged woman's sleeve: "Grandma, mom is sick. Please don't let her work anymore. I'm growing up, I can cook."
After finishing his words, the little boy tilted his head and looked at Gu Qian, revealing a naive smile.
Gu Qianyi still looked dazed and didn't react much.
The little boy was stunned. Usually, if he said this, his stepmother would get up and work even if she was tired. What's going on today Could she really be seriously ill
“You little brat, what can you do Go and tell your aunt to cook.” The middle-aged woman looked at Asan's pale face, seeming quite ill. She didn't force her to get up, but she kept talking: “Hurry up and feed the chickens. If you dare to be lazy today, don't even think about eating!”
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