A post-apocalyptic female soul travels back to the War of Resistance against Japan

The venom inside its body instantly surged towards them and their surroundings. In that instant, the approach of death was no longer so frightening for them.

Finally, Cheng Ying shouted, "Remember, if we get to that world and we're separated, don't be afraid, don't worry, I will find you. The code is—never give up, always follow..."

The others also chanted, "Never give up, always follow!"

After shouting those words, Cheng Ying endured immense pain while slowly calming down and communicating with that mysterious power.

As she connected with that mysterious power, she slowly expanded it outwards from herself until it enveloped everyone, at which point she lost consciousness...

In the third year of Tianxiang in the Lin Yue Kingdom, in Wutong Town, Anqing Prefecture, one of the three prefectures of Yunzhou.

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Ying slowly woke up and found herself in an antique-style house.

There's a dressing table next to it, with a dressing box and a bronze mirror on it. Opposite the dressing table, there's a cabinet, which I think is a wardrobe.

A faint medicinal fragrance filled the air around her. Could it be that she had traveled to ancient times?

But looking further out, the view was blocked by a screen embroidered with fish playing among lotus flowers, obscuring the scenery outside the door.

A young woman sat beside him, her hair styled in an ancient style, with only a jade hairpin in her hair. Her light blue cotton dress was wrinkled from caring for a patient all night.

When she saw that the person in the bed was awake, she excitedly went over and touched her forehead, finding that it was still slightly hot. "Tong'er, you're finally awake! You scared your mother to death!"

"I, what's wrong with me?"

Unexpectedly, when she spoke, her voice was hoarse, but you could still tell that she was a young girl.

Cheng Ying felt that her forehead and body were still warm, as if she had just had a fever, and she was still very uncomfortable.

“You had a fever last night, and your father called a doctor for you overnight.”

"They said you caught a cold, and after taking the medicine, it lasted all night, with the symptoms recurring before it finally subsided. How are you feeling now? Does your head still hurt?"

Cheng Ying then looked at the young woman. So young, yet she was the original owner's mother.

But seeing the young woman's worried expression, she quickly shook her still somewhat heavy head and said, "Much better! But I still feel weak all over."

Moreover, she felt thirsty and wanted to drink some water, so she licked her dry lips.

When the young woman saw Cheng Ying licking her lips, she quickly turned around and poured a glass of water from the table.

"Tong'er, come here, let me feed you some water. You'll feel much better after you drink it."

The young woman helped Cheng Ying sit up, letting her lean against her, and then held a glass of water to her lips, feeding her water little by little.

Cheng Ying felt weak all over, probably because of her fever, and even lifting her arms was difficult. She felt a tenderness in the woman that she hadn't felt in a long time.

However, when she reached out her hand to hold the cup, she saw a child's hand with obvious little dimples, which looked small, cute, and fair.

Just as she was staring blankly at her hands, the young woman gently coaxed, "Tong'er, drink up, you'll feel much better after drinking water."

Cheng Ying then drank the water from the glass!

After she finished drinking the water, he slowly laid her down and tucked her in. As the woman turned to put the cup away, he realized that he had somehow ended up in a child's body.

Good heavens, what kind of divine plot is this? She has actually transmigrated into the body of a child. At this moment, she felt a severe headache coming on.

It took her a while to recover. By then, she had remembered all of the original owner's memories and was certain that she had indeed transmigrated into the body of a child, who was only five years old.

Oh my god, what am I going to do? Can such a small body even go out the door? How is she going to find Brother Yu and the others? Ugh, this is such a headache.

At this moment, the woman turned around and saw Cheng Ying's frowning face. She immediately asked with concern, "Tong'er, are you still feeling unwell?"

The woman looked outside and said, "It's just getting light. I'll go cook some porridge now. Drink it and then take your medicine right away."

Cheng Ying had no choice but to nod, still struggling with the fact that she had ended up wearing a child's body.

At this moment, a young man walked in from outside. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and was dressed in a long robe. He looked like a scholar!

A hint of surprise flashed in the man's eyes when he saw her wake up.

"Tong'er, you're finally awake. Are you still feeling unwell? Father has come to see you."

Oh! So this is the original little girl's biological father!

She searched her memory and found that the original owner's biological father was named Lin Zeyang, courtesy name Yunsheng. He was a scholar who would be going to the prefectural city to take the imperial examination in the second half of the year.

Her mother, Luo Wanyin, was from the capital, but the specific reason why she married his father is unknown.

Oh, the little girl has three older brothers: the eldest brother, Lin Beichen; the second brother, Lin Xingchen; and the third brother, Lin Yichen. The little girl's name is Lin Tong'er.

Currently, her three older brothers are also attending school, so the family lives in Wutong Town for the convenience of going to school. The family's money comes from the money her father sometimes earns from copying books, and from the three dowry shops owned by her mother, Luo Wanyin.

Cheng Ying looked at her father, her mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

She sorted through her memories and knew that she needed to adapt to this identity first before she could find an opportunity to look for her companions.