"Cough cough cough!"

"Whoosh!"

With a few coughs, Du Qingxue's stomach water came up and she slowly woke up.

"Thank goodness, Qingxue is awake." Song, the village elder woman, exclaimed. "If it wasn't for that old beggar who knew how to swim just now, Qingxue would have been drowned."

Du Qingsxue felt dizzy and disoriented. She opened her eyes and looked at the person beside her. Memories she had buried deep in her heart suddenly surged to the surface.

This is Song Dajiao, a woman from Dujiacun. She used to have a good relationship with her mother-in-law.

Du Qingxue didn't bother speaking. She scrambled to the edge of the stream and looked at her reflection in the water.

This is exactly the day when, at the age of twelve, she was rescued after drowning, and it was also the day her mother threw her into the river in disgrace.

Just then, a sharp and harsh voice came from behind.

You useless little wretch, you don't even wash your clothes properly. Pigsy, what's there to look at when you gaze into the mirror?

Auntie Li Guihua rushed over, her face contorted with anger from the outburst. It was quite terrifying.

Li Guihua angrily raised her hand high and slapped Du Qixue.

Du Qingxue is no longer the timid and cowardly girl she was in her past life. She has been a solitary ghost on the burial mound for ten years.

Before her death, her mother passed away. She and her brother were sold by their relatives.

Naive and innocent, she was misled by men, framed, and beaten to death. Unwilling to reincarnate, she became a vengeful ghost.

There is hatred in my heart, and I seek revenge.

The bitter consequences made Du Qingshu realize.

Revenge shouldn't rely solely on appearance or pointing fingers at others. It requires intelligence, self-reliance, and the application of learned skills.

On the graveyard, I learned from all the skilled craftsmen, picking up a trade.

Now it finally comes in handy!

Du Qingxue held her breath, focused intently, and quickly moved away from her original position.

Li Guihua didn't hit anyone, but her hands were still raised in a fighting stance. She didn't take them down in time and involuntarily lunged forward.

“Hey? Hey?” Li Guihua cried out as she flailed her two plump hands in the air, struggling but to no avail. With a flash of her form, “splash,” she fell into the water.

Du Qingshu had no time to waste words with Li Guihua, let alone time.

"Don't hit me, don't kill me."

Du Qingshu pretended to be panicked, with messy hair and wide, dark eyes. Her skin was wrinkled and soaked from the river water.

At this moment, her mother is in grave danger. Du Qingxue turned and ran recklessly towards the village.

Even though Li Guihua kept thrashing and shouting in the water, Du Qingxue ignored her and ran forward with all her might.

I'm done with this, I'm running away. Tears roll down my face and onto the ground.

Autumn wind is cold, but there's no coldness in my heart.

Du Qingsxue ran while wiping her tears.

Heaven has given me a second chance, I must save my mother! I must find the scoundrel who humiliated her! Damn it!

"Mother, wait for me!"

"Oh Lord, as long as I can get home before my mother is disgraced, I, Du Qingshu, swear to heaven that I will surely do good deeds and accumulate virtue in the future. If I break this oath, may heaven strike me with lightning!"

Du Qingxue prayed incessantly, hoping Heaven would hear her pleas and turn her mother's tragic fate around.

Du Qingshu ran to the front door of her house and found it closed, and locked from the inside.

A chill and a sense of foreboding ran from the soles of Du Qingxue's feet to the top of her head. Had she come too late?

If one cannot save their mother from being raped, slandered, and thrown into a river and put in a pigsty, what use is there for this rebirth?

It is now the busy harvest season, and everyone in the village, young and old, is working in the fields. Under normal circumstances, my mother, Du Yunlan, would also be working in the fields at this time.

Can he just happen to come back at this time?

There are many doubts in my heart, and I still can't figure them out. But relying on these doubts, Du Qingxue can be sure that there is a ghost of her deceased mother who harms the Du family!

Du Qingxue didn't have time to think, she ran into the alley.

Thank goodness!

I learned many skills from the ghosts and spirits on the graveyard, martial arts being one of them. Now they come in handy.

Du Qingxue used her hands and feet to support herself on the earthen walls of both houses, acting nimbly as she began to climb over the wall. She lightly entered the courtyard.

I could hear the door to Mother's room wasn't shut, with rustling sounds coming from within. As I got closer, I could even hear my mother's muffled sobs and struggles.

Du Qingxue saw a sickle at the front door. This must have been her mother's sickle. She quickly picked it up.

Du Qingshu's eyes were filled with fury, she grabbed her sickle and rushed in.

I must kill this grandson!

I don't even know who the man who forced my mother was, from birth to death.

Now this evil is trapped in the house, Du Qingxue's eyes are wide with fury, her eyes bloodshot.

Hatred fills my heart, I will not rest until I have my revenge!

At this moment, a burly man with a covered face, wearing Du Yunlan’s clothes, grabbed her hands with his rough and powerful hands. He spoke in a deliberately deep voice, threatening her menacingly.

"You bitch, I've been wanting to get you for ages. Today I'm being nice, but you can thank me for it. If you don't behave, I'll kill you and your son."

"Wooo... " At this moment, Du Yunlan in the room was on the bed, blocked up, unable to scream or call for help.

Those beautiful eyes were filled with intense pain!

Who can save me?

He's dead, his son is only twelve years old!

Nobody, who am I going to rely on?

Just when Du Yunlan was at her wit's end, ready to accept her fate, she suddenly saw her disheveled son, drenched and soaked, holding a sickle, creep silently to the bedside.

Du Yunlan's eyes widened, shaking her head constantly. She wanted Hill to leave quickly, afraid of the evil before her, and even Er was not spared.

Du Qingxue raised her sickle high and slashed fiercely at the evil's neck.

I wonder who the grandson is that dares to abuse his grandmother.

In his previous life, after this wicked man had bullied his mother, when villagers rushed in to "capture" him, he climbed over the wall and escaped.

Only the barrenness, a pitiful and heartbreaking sight of her mother remained.

Although it's obvious that the mother is the culprit, these people are saying that she had an affair with a man and demanding that she reveal who he is.

My mother-in-law didn't know who that person was!

There are several households in the village who are malicious and have a feud with the Du family. They jump up and down, pushing their own mother to death.

The Du family didn't try to bargain at all, and they actually agreed. They just watched helplessly as their mother, Du Yunlan, was thrown into the river and drowned in a pigsty.

Is this Du family really the mother's kin?

Du Qingxue suspects!

Du Qingxue prepared herself to find the truth and now she seeks revenge, to catch this villainous scoundrel.

Just as the would-be murderer was about to strike, he suddenly noticed someone nearby. He whirled around in alarm, his pupils constricting violently.

Du Qingxue's scythe, which was originally aimed at the neck of the evil spirit, missed its mark when the evil spirit turned its head.

The sickle slashed across the evil neck, going downwards and to the right, deep into the bone.

Freshly cut, the skin is ripped open.

"Ah!" A cry of pain, the agony made him grit his teeth, his face contorted, eyes fierce, "Not a sound, like a ghost."

[Author's Note]

Start a new book, Lin Xi asks for support, just like it.

I will definitely write a more colorful story. Thank you for your support.

Moreover, Lin Xi has a completed book titled "Reborn as the Wife of a Divine Doctor," featuring romance, sweetness, and fast-paced plotlines with six stories.

The top boss fell for me, the beloved young lady from a farming family. I transmigrated into a wealthy novel as the adopted daughter of a powerful tycoon, became the seventh consort in Qing Dynasty, and lived a happy life as the spoiled child of a notorious bandit leader in ancient times. In my reincarnation during the Republic of China era, I became the progressive wife of a promising young man from an influential family.