My whole family time-traveled! I became a god during my exile in a famine.

Chapter 40 Sixth Sister Has Mutated!

What comes into view is the well-maintained face of a woman. Although she looks disheveled and dirty, it is not hard to tell that she was a beauty when she was young.

grandmother?

Xin Mochen's mind was in a state of confusion. A large number of strange memories that did not belong to him flooded into his mind, making him feel dizzy and very uncomfortable.

"Read, read."

When he opened his mouth, he startled himself. Why was his voice so hoarse and deep?
“Brother, brother, I’m here. Niannian is here, right here.” Xin Nian pushed aside Uncle Xin, who was blocking her way, and stretched out her little hands to squeeze her brother’s hand tightly.

Xin Mochen's gaze shifted upwards, meeting Xin Nian's small face.

Her skin was like jade, her features delicate and beautiful; even with her hair disheveled, her exquisite features could not be concealed. She bore a striking resemblance to her sister, but was considerably younger!
How long has it been since he last saw his younger sister, so young and vibrant?
Xin Mochen stared blankly at the person in front of him, murmuring softly, "Niannian?", unsure if he had mistaken her for someone else.

"It's me, it's me, brother, it's me!" Xin Nian was extremely excited. She gripped her brother's hand tightly and blurted out a number: "1391530XXXX"

Xin Mochen's eyes lit up, and he squeezed his sister's hand back, confirming that she was indeed his biological sister.

Although everything before him was somewhat chaotic, his sister seemed to be in good condition, which put his mind at ease.

"Brother, don't panic. Ah, you've only just woken up, so it will take some time for you to adjust and recover."

"You had a persistent high fever and were in a daze for many days. You may have lost some memories during that time, which is a normal reaction. It's okay, we'll take it slowly and not rush things."

Xin Nian's words were implying to the Xin family that it was normal for her brother to have a high fever and amnesia, and that they shouldn't find anything strange about it.

Having spent decades with her younger sister, Xin Mochen naturally understood that she was trying to excuse herself beforehand.

"I..." he coughed, "What's wrong with my voice?"

"You've been unconscious for many days, so it's normal for your voice to be hoarse. I'm fine, I'll get you some loquat leaves to drink later. They're good for your throat and will help you recover quickly."

Xin Mochen nodded. Like his mother, he had an inexplicable confidence in his younger sister's medical skills, perhaps even more so.

"Brother, brother." Chang Mianmian pushed Zhuang Shi, who was standing to the side, aside and leaned close to Xin Mochen, her eyes full of excitement. "Brother, you're awake too. That's wonderful."

Xin Mochen looked at the girl in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Brother, this is Mianmian." Xin Nian winked at him, "Mianmian~"

"Xiao Chang?"

"Hey, it's me, brother, it's me, it's me." Chang Mianmian tried to grab Xin Mochen's hand, but was pulled away by Zhuang Shi.

"Oh, Miss Chang, when did you become so familiar with our Sanlang?" Zhuang's eyes darted around, looking inquisitively at Xin Nian and Chang Mianmian.

Xie Ninglan didn't even glance at her, and pushed her aside, saying, "Third Aunt, this isn't your business, don't get in the way."

"Hey, Xie, what are you saying? I'm just concerned about Sanlang."

"You don't need to worry about it. Just walk carefully and pay more attention to your own daughter. Don't meddle in other people's business."

Xie Ninglan got a headache as soon as she heard the name Xie Shi. Xie Shi, Xie Shi, didn't she have a name? There are so many women in the world with the surname Xie, are they all called Xie Shi?
A few days ago, I didn't have the energy to argue with my third brother's wife, but she's really taking advantage of my kindness, finding fault with everything. Zhuang glared at her, "Fourth brother's wife, what did you eat this morning to get so irritable?"

"I was just trying to be helpful, but you all have the nerve to complain. If it weren't for the old lady, I would have given you all a good talking to today. What kind of lousy things are you all doing..."

"Shut up!" Xin Nian suddenly shouted, startling everyone surrounding Xin Mochen.

"Aren't you annoying? You're always causing trouble everywhere. Are you tired of living? If you don't want to live, I can help you die anytime."

"Didn't you see me talking to my brother? Don't you know any manners? Don't you know about boundaries and limits? We, the fourth branch, are having a private talk here. What are you, the third branch, doing crowding around?" Xin Nian fired off a barrage of words, showing no regard for the feelings of those present.

"What kind of 'Third Madam of the Duke's Mansion' are you? What impoverished family have you come from, you shrew? You have no manners or etiquette whatsoever. All the women in my village know that you shouldn't meddle in other people's business. If you do, you'll just be a gossip! Are you a gossip?"

"You've been causing trouble the whole way here, and I've put up with you for a long time. You don't earn your reputation from others; you lose it yourself."

Xin Nian turned to stare at Xin Wen'an, a mocking smile slowly creeping onto her face. "Third Uncle, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but if you can't manage your wife, I wouldn't mind disciplining her for you."

"But my niece doesn't know her own strength when she strikes, so you'd better be prepared!"

Xin Wen'an stared wide-eyed, his face contorted with disbelief. Zhuang Shi, even more furious, turned a deep purplish-red, her breath coming in ragged gasps and her nostrils flaring.

Her lips trembled as she opened her mouth, barely managing to utter, "What a sharp tongue!" before the girl launched a barrage of attacks, wielding both a gun and a stick.

"No matter how capable you are, you can't be more capable than Third Aunt! Our whole family has ended up in exile, and you're still scheming like this?"

"Instead of just living a quiet life, you're always eyeing other people's houses, inside and out. Are you a jealous woman? You walk so much all day, don't you get tired at all? Can't you just behave yourself and mind your own business instead of always watching us?"

"What's it to you?"

"Grandma~~" Zhuang clutched her chest, nearly fainting.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, you can't win an argument so you go to the old lady for backup? Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"Sixth girl~" The old lady opened her eyes wide and uttered in a trembling voice.

"Grandmother, if you don't say anything, fine. But if you do speak, your granddaughter will have to be very disrespectful and give you a good talking-to. When choosing a wife, you have to consider the person. Not only does the wife have to be of good character and talent, but you also have to be careful about the in-laws. Don't just rush into marriage with anyone!"

"After searching high and low, we found someone who is blind and mindless, someone like Third Aunt who doesn't know any manners, and who can still cause trouble on the road even after her family was exiled."

"You were once the matriarch of the Duke's mansion, you should have a longer-term vision. Marrying a wicked wife can ruin three generations. I heard that Third Aunt's background wasn't particularly good either, and there were some problems when she found this wife?"

"It's not that I, as a junior, want to criticize you to your face! If you had firmly disagreed and sternly refused the marriage back then, wouldn't none of this have happened now?"

The old lady stared blankly at her granddaughter, who was chattering away incessantly.

You're really attacking indiscriminately; whoever opens their mouth gets attacked, and whoever comes forward gets torn apart.

Xin Nian has always had this temper. Since things have come to a head, she won't give the other person any face and will continue talking.

But the Xin family wasn't used to it; everyone in the Xin family felt that the sixth daughter had mutated...

(End of this chapter)