Traveling through the busy farmland of a peasant girl

Shen Li and Shen Liu are twin sisters, just like two delicate flowers blooming together. They are extremely beautiful and look as if they were carved from the same mold.

Anyone who sees her delicate facial features and fair skin will be unable to help but praise her.

This should have been something that made the whole family feel extremely happy, but as time passed quietly, the two children grew up gradually, and the differences between them were like seeds, slowly taking root and sprouting, and gradually emerging.

Shen Liu is like a shining little sun, exuding a lively and lovely aura.

Her cheerful and enthusiastic personality seemed to have a kind of magic that could draw people around her to her. In school, her grades were among the best, and her clever little head seemed to be filled with endless treasures of knowledge.

Her hobbies are as broad as the universe, including painting, music, dancing... She is good at each of them and performs very well.

Because of this, she made many like-minded friends, and wherever she went, she was always surrounded by laughter and joy. Shen's father and mother loved their little daughter to the extreme, and every time they saw her, their eyes were filled with pride and doting.

Shen Li, on the other hand, was completely different from her sister. She was like an isolated island shrouded in mist, cut off from the world and showing an extraordinary indifference and indifference to the people and things around her.

When I was a child, this trait was not very obvious, and I would occasionally appear a little quiet and introverted.

However, as she grew older, this condition became more and more serious, like a gradually spreading thick fog that wrapped her tightly.

She always likes to stay alone in the house quietly, immersed in her own world. During holidays, she may even stay at home all day, as if the outside world has nothing to do with her.

Mr. and Mrs. Shen run a fairly large company. They are as busy at work as a spinning top. They are often away from home and have little time to spend with their two children.

Most of the time, only the servants and the housekeeper were in charge of the household affairs. By the time they finally realized that Shen Li was too quiet, the problem had already snowballed into something quite serious.

Shen's father was extremely worried and hurriedly arranged for various tests. However, the test results were like a heavy shackle, almost all of which were the same - the child suffered from emotional deficiency disorder.

In fact, if the child is guided correctly at a young age, this situation can be gradually improved. However, Shen's mother has been partial to Shen Liu from the beginning. In her eyes, Shen Liu is like a bright pearl, shining brightly.

As for her eldest daughter, Shen Li, she was gradually ignored because of her taciturn personality and dull appearance, like a dull stone. In her eyes, Shen Li seemed to be just an insignificant existence.

Over the years, she didn't even know what Shen Li was good at, what kind of food she liked to eat, what kind of drinks she liked to drink, what kind of clothes she had a special liking for, and what her academic performance was like.

The only thing she knew clearly was that Shen Li was inferior to Shen Liu in every aspect.

Now, the sea breeze howled, carrying with it endless sorrow. Mr. and Mrs. Shen stood by the seashore, watching the police pull a cold body from the icy sea.

Father Shen's body was trembling slightly. He suppressed his inner grief and reached out to support Mother Shen, who was so sad that she couldn't cry.

His eyes were bloodshot, filled with endless sorrow and pain, mixed with deep regret. That regret was like a sharp sword, piercing his heart fiercely.

He could never have imagined that things would develop to this point.

Their neglect of Shen Li was like a ruthless knife, severing the beautiful family bond, and now, everything is irreversible.

Shen Li stared at her own hands that were as thin and small as chicken claws, then looked at her clothes that were patched up with patches and the original color of the fabric was almost unrecognizable, as well as the tattered straw sandals on her feet that were barely hanging on her feet, her heart full of disbelief.

She had lived a comfortable life in her previous life, so how could she have seen these things? She really didn't understand how she had died and come back to life, only to end up in such a poor place. Yes, it was poverty, a kind of poverty she had never experienced before.

Shen Li had been in Qingshan Village for three days. She remembered that on the first day, the original owner, the eight-year-old Daya, fainted from hunger, and then she inexplicably became Daya.

This matter is quite bizarre. Shen Li's soul just entered the body of this little girl.

At that time, there was a guy called Xitong in her head, chattering non-stop. The sound was like a fly in the summer, buzzing and annoying.

Shen Li was already feeling irritated and didn't want to pay any attention to this inexplicable voice, so she didn't even say a word to it.

I don’t know if it was because of her cold attitude, but the thin barrel seemed to be autistic and became silent.

Shen Li knew from the original owner's memory that Daya was a quiet person by nature, so her family had no idea that her soul had been replaced by someone else.

Today, her family asked her to collect grass for the pigs, and she went out without saying a word, carrying a bamboo basket that was almost as big as herself.

Shen Li's heart was filled with helplessness and confusion. She had not yet recovered from the shock of her rebirth, and she didn't know how she should survive in this poor and backward place.

Her personality was naturally a bit cold, and in this situation she felt even more alienated from everything around her, as if the people and things around her had nothing to do with her, but she knew clearly that she had to face all of this now.

Shen Li walked on the small path in the village, with a hint of indifference and a little confusion in her eyes.

Her steps were somewhat heavy, and the bamboo basket bounced as she walked, as if reminding her of the change in her current status. She frowned slightly, thinking secretly in her heart, where will her future go?

This strange place, the poor life, and the inexplicable soul crossing, everything seems like a mess, and she is now trapped in this mess and can't find a clue.