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Chapter 1: Five Years Later After Waking Up?

Winter 1972.

The eighth day of the eleventh lunar month.

It was still dark.

In Shanghai, outside an abandoned villa on Wutong Road, stood a young woman dressed in thin clothes with a dirty face.

Even though her face was covered in ash, you could still see how exquisite and perfect her features were, and how radiant and beautiful she was.

She peered through the rusty iron gate into the abandoned garden, a place devoid of its former glory.

They were laughing and joking in the yard just yesterday, but today the garden is deserted.

"Dad, mom..."

Qiao Nian clenched her fists slightly, her almond-shaped eyes trembling, burning with hatred and anger.

"Don't worry, I will avenge my family."

Those who harmed their family will all suffer.

Qiao Nian looked firmly at the garden in front of her, then turned and left.

She didn't go far, but instead slipped under a hole in the wall behind the courtyard, where roses grew, and entered the garden.

My grandmother once said that under their house, there was enough rice, flour, oil, and salt to last them for several years, as well as several boxes of small yellow croakers and various jade artifacts.

If she encounters difficulties in the future, she should follow her grandmother's instructions to open the basement and retrieve the items inside for emergency use.

She was only in elementary school when her grandmother told her about it.

Grandma at the time certainly couldn't have imagined that their family would actually encounter such a tragedy.

In fact, wasn't this all just a dream for Qiao Nian?

She fell down the mountain yesterday, and when she opened her eyes the next day, five years had passed!
Five whole years.

During the night she was in a coma, she had a dream.

I dreamt that she was a cannon fodder female supporting character in a period novel, and the world she lived in was actually a book.

In the book, she was originally the most beautiful and pampered young lady in Shanghai, with countless riches.

Her loving parents and her childhood sweetheart husband who dotes on her.

But all her happiness came to an abrupt end on her nineteenth birthday.

On her nineteenth birthday, just three months after marrying Lu Xiao, she fell off a cliff and died while hiking with her cousin.

Not long after her death, her parents were reported by the Qiao siblings and sent to the remote Northwest, where they were tortured to death by endless labor.

As for her childhood sweetheart husband, he married the female protagonist of the book, Chen Jing, who was also her cousin, six years after her death.

Thinking about it carefully, it's been exactly five years since she's 'dead,' which means that scoundrel Lu Xiao will marry Chen Jing next year?
Thinking of this, Qiao Nian smiled coldly.

She placed her hand on her slightly protruding belly and said, "Baby, don't worry. After Mommy gets her revenge, I'll divorce your father. If he doesn't want us, we won't want him either."

Qiao Nian never knew how to write the word "wronged".

If she has a grudge, she will definitely take revenge.

If she encounters a jerk, even if she likes him a lot, she will not hesitate to kick him to the curb.

While I was thinking, I had already entered the courtyard.

Following her grandmother's instructions, she reached out and touched a switch on the villa wall that no one else knew about.

After pressing down the bricks on the wall in order, a downward-facing entrance appeared in the previously intact wall.

Qiao Nian stepped into the underground entrance.

The door above closed, but she didn't panic. Instead, following her grandmother's instructions, she found the flashlight and turned it on.

What comes into view are several rows of large shelves, filled with a wide variety of supplies.

Grandma prepared all of these.

Qiao Nian stepped forward, placed her hand on the shelf, and with a thought, the shelf in front of her, along with rice, flour, oil, salt, and all sorts of supplies, disappeared.

She opened her eyes, walked to a corner of the basement, reached out and pressed down on a brick, revealing a hidden compartment specifically for storing gold and jewelry.

Qiao Nian counted them; there were eight boxes in total.

Apart from two boxes containing jewelry, the remaining six boxes were all gold bars.

Grandma stored these supplies in anticipation of times of chaos. "Antiques in prosperous times, gold in chaotic times," so Qiao Nian could understand why gold made up a larger proportion of the supplies.

After collecting the supplies, she felt a little dizzy.

She was still a little unaccustomed to the extra space, about the size of a basketball court, that she found when she woke up this morning.

Although I don't know why there's an extra space to store things, I'll use it now that I have it.

Just as she didn't know why what was only one day for her was already five years for everyone else in the world.

After leaning against the wall to catch her breath, Qiao Nian left the basement.

Before leaving, she also put the flashlights made abroad into her storage space.

The loot has been collected; now it's time for revenge.

I wonder if her good uncle and aunt will be overjoyed to see her?
A faint smile appeared on Qiao Nian's lips.

She left the basement, restored the walls to their original state, and seeing that it was almost dawn, she grabbed a handful of mud and smeared it on her face.

He glanced at the garden one last time, then turned and left.

It's not even 8:30 yet.

A few people arrived outside the courtyard located in the middle of Xingzi Hutong.

They were wearing police uniforms, with a disheveled-looking girl behind them.

"Qiao Guowei, does Qiao Yuli live here?"

The police shouted into the courtyard.

Qiao Guowei, who was just about to go to work, quickly opened the door.

He was taken aback when he saw the people outside.

"Officer, what's the matter so early in the morning?"

The police officer stepped aside, revealing Qiao Nian behind him.

Do you know this person?

Before Qiao Guowei could speak, Qiao Nian raised her head and tears fell down her cheeks.

"Second uncle, it's me."

Qiao Guowei was startled. "Qiao Nian? You're Qiao Nian? What are you doing here? Didn't you die five years ago?"

"Waaaaah, I'm not dead! Second Uncle, I'm not dead!"

Qiao Nian rushed forward "emotionally," put her hand on Qiao Guowei's shoulder, and said in a voice that the police couldn't hear, "Second Uncle, if you don't want your cousin to be arrested by the police, listen to me."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for telling the police that Qiao Si pushed me off the cliff!"

Her voice was very soft, and even carried a hint of laughter.

Qiao Guowei wanted to deny it outright, but Qiao Nian continued, "I wonder what the reactions will be to Qiao Si's fiancé, her second uncle's workplace, and her second aunt's workplace after they find out that Qiao Si is a murderer?"

Qiao Guowei...

The words "I don't recognize you" that were on the tip of her tongue turned into "tears of joy" after going around in circles: "It's so great, it's Niannian, Niannian is back."

Qiao Guowei's happiness seemed genuine, and the police nodded, which also clarified that Qiao Nian was not a refugee.

The police left.

Qiao Nian swaggered into Qiao Guowei's home.

Qiao Guowei stared at Qiao Nian's back, a ruthless glint in his eyes.

He could harm his own brother, let alone a mere young girl?
You're still a long way off from being able to control him.

Qiao Guowei composed himself and went into his room.

I noticed Qiao Nian sitting on the sofa directly opposite the door, a faint smile in her eyes.

Qiao Guowei suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

He walked forward hesitantly.

"Niannian, I won't take your words seriously since you're still young and like to joke around."

"Tell your second uncle where you've been all these years."

(End of this chapter)