The Little Lucky Girl of the Hunter Family

In the shabby bedroom, dim light shines through the broken paper window.

"Mom, please take this medicine."

The wooden door opened silently, and a thin girl with red lips and white teeth, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old and had a slightly bruised cheek, walked in holding a bowl of bitter medicine in her hand.

She walked to the bed, helped the unconscious woman up, and fed her medicine.

The woman was about thirty years old, with a pale face and a somewhat sickly look, and her whole body exuded a decadent air as if she was about to die.

Jiang Yao had given her the medicine twice, but she couldn't eat it.

She frowned and whispered in her ear.

"If you don't eat and die, that's fine, but don't forget that you have four daughters. Do you want all of us to be ruined by Jiang?"

The sleeping woman was startled when she heard this, then frowned.

Jiang Yao was filled with excitement.

"If you want revenge, you must first be alive."

Maybe because she heard everything I said, it was much easier to feed her the medicine next time.

Jiang Yao drank Lu's medicine and closed the door.

There were three petite girls outside the door. When they saw Jiang Yao, all three of them looked nervous.

Jiang Yu, thirteen years old, is the second child in the family. She pulled Jiang Yao's patched sleeve and asked cautiously.

"Sister, is mother going to die?"

Jiang Yao shook her head firmly, "Don't worry, she won't die that easily."

The three girls sighed in relief at the same time and looked at each other.

Ever since Jiang Yao was beaten by her father, she seemed like a different person.

They didn't know that the real Jiang Yao had been beaten to death by her domestic violence father, and the Jiang Yao at this time had traveled from the 21st century.

"Jiang Yao, a well-known food expert with tens of millions of followers, died suddenly in his home in the early morning of the 18th at the age of ."

These were all reports about her, but Jiang Yao didn't see them.

When she woke up, she was transformed back into a fifteen-year-old girl with the same name.

The little girl's tragic life flashed through her mind.

Her mother, Lu, married Jiang Xue'an when she was fifteen.

Sixteen years later, he had his eldest daughter Jiang Yao, his second daughter Jiang Yu, and his third daughter Jiang Yue.

During that period, she experienced domestic violence, which resulted in three miscarriages. At the age of 26, she gave birth to her youngest daughter, Jiang Xin, with a seriously injured body.

Their father, Jiang Xue'an, passed the imperial examination at the age of sixteen and was still a scholar at the age of thirty-three, with nothing.

After more than ten years of marriage, he has never given them a penny, and most of the money was spent on study and college entrance examinations.

But what is the fact?

Most of the time, he would drink with his friends to vent his depression.

Several friends urged her to go back, saying that Lu had a miserable life and would bring bad luck to her husband and children.

Whenever he was dissatisfied, he would take it out on his wife and daughter, blaming them for ruining his future one by one. The five girls in the family, even the youngest, Jiang Xin, were covered in bruises.

The reason why Jiang Yao came into this world was that Jiang Xue'an betrothed Jiang Yao to one of his friends, Zhang Dechun, for five taels of silver as a betrothal gift.

But Zhang Dechun was a notoriously poor man with pockmarks all over his face and a disabled leg.

Mrs. Lu refused the marriage and was severely beaten by her husband. Jiang Yao, as the eldest daughter, stepped forward to protect her mother but was pushed out and hit her head on the table, dying on the spot.

Jiang Yao rubbed the scar on the back of her head, which was still aching slightly, and couldn't help but sigh.

The second daughter, Jiang Yu, pulled her sleeve, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

"Sister, think of a solution quickly, or Dad will kidnap you to Zhang Dechun's house!"

Jiang Yao's gaze fell on Jiang Yu.

She was only thirteen years old, but her figure was very skinny.

Fortunately, these two little girls are fair-skinned, with big eyes and delicate facial features, and have inherited their mother's good genes.

Jiang Yao felt a pang in her heart and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely not let him get his wish."

She opened her mouth, and there was a hint of determination in her eyes.

"I do have an idea, but I want to know, if your parents get divorced in the future, which side will you stand on?"

The girls around her stared at her in shock.

Peace and separation?

If it succeeds, doesn't it mean that all five of them can escape this disaster?

Jiang Yu didn't even think about it and said directly: "I want to follow my mother!"

Jiang Yue, Jiang Jiang and others also echoed, "We want to go too, we must follow mother!"

"Okay! The four of us must unite and deal with Jiang Xuean together, so that we can have a better life, understand?"

Jiang Yu's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The sister who has always been taciturn is actually going to fight with her father to the end?

She has really changed a lot.

However, change is not a bad thing.

It would be better to marry a man like Zhang Dechun.

"Sister, I'll do whatever you say!"

Jiang Yue and Jiang Jiang quickly said, "We thought so too!"

Jiang Yao rubbed Jiang Zhong's head with satisfaction. At this moment, her stomach suddenly growled.

Yesterday, Mrs. Lu used the little pocket money she had saved with great difficulty to buy medicinal herbs. Now she was left with no money at all.

Jiang Yao sorted out her thoughts, thought about it, and rushed into her study.

The Jiang family’s courtyard is not big. There is a hall in the middle and two rooms on the east and west sides. One is the kitchen and the other is for the children to live in.

Lu and Jiang Xue'an live there, and Jiang Xue'an's study is also there.

Jiang Xuean sold all the valuable things in his library, leaving only an empty bookcase with only some well-preserved saints' books.

He opened it and saw that it was full of "Thousands of Poems", "Hundred Family Surnames", "Sound and Rhythm Primer", "Three Character Classic", "The Book of Songs", "The Analects of Confucius" and "Mencius". These books were all his.

Jiang Yao thought about it and realized that the books here were not cheap.

A paper book would cost at least several hundred copper coins, and even if you took it to the flea market, you could still get a lot of money.

She picked up a pile of books from the desk, hesitated for a moment, and put the books away. She picked out a book called "Hundred Family Names" and a book called "Three Character Classic".

Jiang Yao called her second sister Jiang Yu over and spoke to her other two sisters.

"Yue'er, stay home and take good care of your mother and sister."

When Jiang Yue saw her holding the book, she nodded and pulled her youngest sister into the house.

After the two left, Jiang Yao walked directly to the bookstore.

As she reached the door, Jiang Yu suddenly grabbed her arm and asked in a panic.

"Sister, are you going to sell Daddy's book? It's the most important thing to him. Aren't you afraid that he will kill us?"

Jiang Yao looked grim and smiled coldly.

"I'm starving to death, why am I still keeping these things?"

"Jiang Yu, this kind of rubbish is not qualified to be our father! From now on, if he dares to attack us again, I will make him pay!"

Jiang Yao said as she walked into the pawnshop.

When he walked out of the room, he had more than four hundred coins in his pocket.

Although the quantity is not large, it is enough for five people to use for several days.

When she came, she had already thought about it. The most important thing now was to prepare some food for the family.

The two men were walking in a hurry, but unexpectedly bumped into another man.

The man looked cunning, apologized with a smile, and turned away.

Jiang Yao grabbed his collar and said coldly.

"Give me my money back!"