Quickly Transmigrate: I am the Heroine in a Bloody and Abusive Story

The red door in front of him opened a little from the inside. The boy wearing a tiger hat opened his two walnut-sized eyes and blinked as he asked, "Who are you? Where is Aunt Tofu?"

Ni Fang knew that the child with similar eyes in front of him was most likely his younger brother, and he also felt a little teasing. He deliberately shook his head with a stern face, "I'm not Tofu Auntie. I'm here to find your mother. You have a sister who is practicing in Liuyun Sect, right? She is really useless. I came here specifically to find your mother and ask her to go to Liuyun Sect to pick her up and take her home."

When Ni Fang said this, the little boy became unhappy.

"You're talking nonsense!" The little boy frowned. "My sister is really awesome. She's not useless at all!"

"You haven't even met your sister, so how can you say she's amazing?"

The little boy immediately became a little discouraged and stammered, "I heard it from my mother."

Ni's mother only heard the second half of what Ni Kuan said and thought that he was bragging to the other children in Chenjia Village about having a sister who practiced in Liuyun Sect, so she slapped him on the back of the head.

"You stinky boy, you're using your sister's name again..."

The moment Ni's mother saw Ni Fang, she was speechless. She recognized that the woman in front of her with a smile in her eyes and an outstanding temperament was her daughter whom she had not seen for eleven years.

"No problem."

"Mom, I'm back."

It took Ni Kuan a long time to accept that the person who was deceiving her was her sister who was said to be practicing in Liuyun Sect.

He felt that Ni Fang was both strange and familiar. He did not dare to approach her to talk to her. He just stood timidly behind Ni's mother and secretly looked at her.

Ni's mother shed a few tears, then she remembered and quickly pulled Ni into the house, "Your father has gone to the fields to weed, he will be back soon."

"Do you still remember? This swing was made for you by your dad when you asked him to. Kuan'er stopped playing with the swing after he turned five, and it looks a bit dusty. The two bamboo horses at the door were made by your dad. Kuan'er saw that other kids had them, so he wanted one too. Your dad had too much wood, so he made another one and said it was for you."

There are two childhood friends, one is badly worn out, while the other one, although old, shows no signs of use.

Ni Fang's mind moved, "How old is Kuan'er?"

"I'm seven years old this year." Ni Kuan shouted crisply.

Ni Kuan nodded. She and Lin Yi had also left Chenjia Village when they were seven years old. It seemed that fate had given her some hint that she would return to Chenjia Village again when she was seven years old.

Ni Fang had an idea and took out a testing stone. Because of Luan Cui, she always remembered to carry a testing stone with her when she traveled in the human world over the years, so that she could test the spiritual roots of orphans when she met them.

"Kuan'er, put your hands up and let us see." Ni Fang said softly.

Ni Kuan didn't know what was going on, he just thought it was interesting, so he put his hand on it as his sister said.

Ni's mother suddenly became visibly nervous.

After a while, there was no change in the test stone, and Ni Kuan had no spiritual roots that could be used for cultivation.

Only then did Ni's mother breathe a sigh of relief. Although she said it was a pity, her eyes and brows were filled with relief.

Ni Fang understood that her mother was afraid of being separated from her loved ones again, and she was deeply moved.

Ni's mother brought a few plates of cakes from the kitchen. She only regretted that she didn't buy more food to keep at home. "You must be hungry after all the way here. Eat something first. I'll make you something delicious later."

After building the foundation, the monks no longer need to eat frequently, especially the food without spiritual energy, which is difficult to digest and accumulates in the body. But Ni Fang didn't want to spoil the fun, and seeing that Ni's mother was happy with her preparations, she simply agreed to have lunch together later.

As Ni's mother put on her apron, she turned around and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

Ni Fang searched for the few memories of Chenjia Village, "I want to eat the vegetable pancakes made by my mother."

She still remembered that this was Ni's mother's specialty.

Ni's mother's eyes were slightly moist and she almost cried again, but she quickly stopped and went to wash her hands.

At this moment, Ni's father rushed into the house in a panic, put down his hoe and shouted, "Gui Niang, the neighbors on the street said that the fairy from Liuyun Sect came to our house. Is it a problem?"

Ni's mother immediately pulled Ni Fang up, lifted the kitchen door curtain and walked out, "It's Fang'er."

Ni Fang nodded slightly and called "father".

Father Ni only felt that the woman in front of him had a natural majesty. He was so overwhelmed by the glory that he couldn't look directly at her. He was stunned for a few seconds before accepting that she was the skinny yellow-haired girl from that year.

Father Ni washed his hands and moved four chairs to the stone table in the yard. There were many little heads lying on the roofs around, and Father Ni took a long stick and drove them away one by one.

"These little brats do nothing all day long, just watching."

Ni's mother kept preparing the dishes, and she took the time to reply to Ni's father, "Everyone heard that our Fang'er is back, and he came to see the fairy."

Ni Kuan looked so proud that the tiger-head hat on his head was pushed higher.

Ni Fang waved her hand, "She is just a cultivator from Liuyun Sect, not worthy of being called a fairy."

Father Ni asked, "Why did you come back suddenly? Is there anything wrong?"

"Nothing is wrong. Everything is fine in Liuyun Sect. I am about to advance to a minor realm recently, and I have a lot of feelings, so I came to Chenjia Village to take a look."

"Will your coming to see us affect your cultivation? Didn't the immortal master who took you away say that immortals must cut off worldly ties?"

"It doesn't matter. We just practice different ways."

"That's good," Father Ni was relieved. "Where's the kid from the Lin family? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Ni Fang didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he could only tell half the truth: "He is practicing the ruthless way with the head of the sect, and doesn't care about the secular world. He won't come back."

"Then do you still want to visit the Lin family?"

Ni Fang shook his head, "No, I don't want to be affected by his karma."

Father Ni said with some regret, "The boy from the Lin family has been attached to you since he was young. His father and I originally planned to arrange your marriage when you grew up, but we didn't expect that you two were destined to be immortals. This is good, becoming an immortal is better than staying in Chenjia Village."

Ni Fang then asked what had happened in Chenjia Village in recent years. Only then did he know that the emperor had finally been replaced by someone who was diligent and caring about the people, and the world had become much more stable.

Ni's father bought a few more acres of land from the village chief. When he talked about his plans for next year, his eyes were full of anticipation and enthusiasm.

It seems that life is pretty good.

Ni's mother finally made the vegetable pancakes and went into the kitchen to cook several of her signature dishes. The aroma soon filled the yard.

"In the first year after you left, your mother worried about you every day. She would wake up in her dreams worriedly. She was always worried that you would be short of food and clothing and have a hard time. It wasn't until Kuan'er was born that things gradually settled down, and we continued to live like this."

Being lenient to your children means being lenient to yourself as well as to your parents.

Ni Fang couldn't help but touch Ni Kuan's head and sighed, "You have a good name."

Ni's mother placed the dishes on the table one by one, slapped Ni Kuan's little hand that wanted to steal some, and looked at Ni Fang with a smile, "Fang'er, try it quickly. Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

Ni Fang finally had the lunch that he missed that year.