[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

A few scattered stars hung in the dark, cold sky, and the night wind, carrying a bone-chilling cold, stumbled hurriedly through the small village, leaving behind a series of faint, mournful cries like those of a young bird that had lost its parent.

This desolate and helpless night scene is a reflection of the inner world of Wei Chaoyan, a girl in the village who lost both her parents in a single day.

Dressed in hemp clothing, Wei Chaoyan knelt forlornly in the main hall, numbly burning paper money and keeping vigil for her deceased parents while inwardly cursing the irresponsible transmigration god: "Transmigration god, what did I do to offend you?? Waaah~(＞_＜)~, I was living a perfectly good life in my previous life, and then you suddenly dumped me in ancient times without warning! Being dumped in ancient times is bad enough, but this ancient time is mutated, filled with countless deadly creatures and evil spirits!! And with such terrible conditions, you even put me in a poor family with no status, no money, and no power!!!"

"That's fine, you're a god, so what if you're amazing! You don't have any cheat codes, fine, but you fucking made me lose my memory and be reincarnated!! I'm only ten years old, and suddenly my parents are gone, and I have a younger brother who's not even two years old. What am I going to do? ○|￣|_ =3"

Yes, the girl currently inwardly cursing the so-called time-traveling god is actually a modern-day time traveler. Wei Chaoyan, in her previous life, was from Ji'an, Jiangxi, China. At just twenty-two years old, she was celebrating her admission to her dream university when she was struck and killed by an out-of-control car while rescuing a toddler. After death, she should have been unconscious, but perhaps due to the so-called time-traveling god's prank, she lost all memories of her past life and was reborn in the womb of Lin Xiangqing, the wife of Wei Zhu in Wei Family Village, as Wei Zhu's eldest daughter in this strange, mutated, and fictional ancient world.

Although life wasn't very wealthy, her parents loved each other dearly and cherished her like a precious treasure, doing their best to give her the best life. Moreover, she had no memories of her past life and no strong contrasts, so in this life she was still a carefree child under her parents' care.

Now, with his dream shattered, he not only faces the grief of his parents' sudden death in this life, but also recalls the unbearable sorrow his parents and relatives must have felt in his past life in the face of his death. Doesn't this make the pain in his heart even heavier?

Wei Chaoyan shifted her knees, which were aching from kneeling, and continued mechanically adding paper money to the brazier with one hand, while rubbing her swollen and painful temples with the other. Then she sighed deeply, stopping her unwarranted cursing of the so-called time-traveling god and her reminiscences of her relatives from her past life, and began to calmly plan what she would face after her parents' funeral the next day.

In this life, she was reborn into a small, remote village near Yiling, nestled deep in the mountains. The village had about thirty households, and because most of the villagers shared the surname Wei, it was named Wei Village. As the name suggests, most of the villagers were related, making many things difficult to manage. Although the villagers were quite hardworking, the land was poor due to its location near the Yiling mass graves, resulting in meager yields. At the same time, numerous evil spirits, both large and small, lurked in the vicinity of the village, and no cultivators regularly came to exorcise them. Therefore, most villagers barely managed to survive, barely enough to avoid starvation.

Under these circumstances, their family had always stood out. Her father, Wei Zhu, was a kind and honest-looking man, tall and skilled at hunting. Wei Zhu was the third son of Wei Dazhu, the village chief. He had twin brothers who were highly valued by their parents, and a youngest daughter who was also doted on by them. He was caught in the middle, neither here nor there. Although he never lacked food or clothing, he was practically invisible at home, with no presence whatsoever.

Normally, children like her father, who are not valued in their families, are taciturn, weak, and mediocre. However, Wei's father was shrewd and ambitious from a young age. With his keen observation skills, ability to summarize and reflect on his learning, strong hands-on skills, and extraordinary courage, he managed to develop a remarkable hunting skill in the deep mountains behind the village all by himself from a young age. Although it was not a legitimate path, it was undeniably effective.

Thus, at the tender age of fifteen, Wei's father quickly became a promising young man in the village, highly praised by the villagers. This sudden rise to prominence overshadowed his two older brothers, causing them some displeasure. This was understandable; the two older brothers were merely slightly jealous of their unexpectedly successful and wildly growing younger brother, without harboring any ill intentions. What truly troubled them was that the girls they admired all secretly harbored feelings for Wei's father, showing no interest in them whatsoever. This incident completely shattered any remaining brotherly affection they had for Wei's father.

This also affected the impression that the village chief and his wife had of Wei's father. In order not to affect the relationship between her sons, the village chief's wife wanted to quickly find a new wife that she was satisfied with for her popular third son, so as to put an end to the other girls' hopes and allow her other two sons to get the wives they wanted.

The village chief's wife was having a good plan, preparing to find a matchmaker to find a suitable candidate. Meanwhile, Wei's father, because of these unspeakable matters, put his own idea into practice: while he was still young, he wanted to go out into the world and see what it was like.

And so, Wei's father left with the words "I'm going out to make my way in the world," packed his bags, and left. Five years passed without a word. When he returned, he brought with him a pregnant woman, Li Xiangqing, who was about to give birth and whose face was covered in scars.

This left several knots in the hearts of Village Chief Wei and his wife. Later, they discovered that the new bride was frail and needed frequent medication. Although gentle in nature, she did not do housework or work in the fields; even cooking and laundry were done by Wei's father. This greatly displeased the village chief and his wife. As the father-in-law, Village Chief Wei couldn't say much, so his wife voiced her dissatisfaction. However, Wei's father gently brushed her off, which only fueled their resentment towards him.

What nearly caused them to break ties with Wei's family was that Wei's mother had not conceived for eight years after giving birth to a sickly girl. Fearing that their son would die without a son, they planned to divorce this wife they were not satisfied with and find him a better new wife.

To their surprise, what they thought was a good intention provoked strong opposition from Father Wei, making them feel deeply ashamed. As a result, they became estranged from Father Wei, their son who had been neglected since childhood and who had grown up to be rebellious. They, along with their two sons' families and their married youngest daughter's family, cut off all contact with Father Wei, and even during holidays, they forbade him from entering their homes.

Ten years passed in this indifference. Now that Wei's parents have passed away, how can they expect their unlovable daughter Wei Chaoyan and their one-year-old son Wei Qingyan to take good care of them?

Moreover, during their lifetime, Mr. Wei and Mrs. Wei were quite well-off. Mr. Wei was an excellent hunter, often bringing back good catches from the mountains behind the village; Mrs. Wei was also a skilled embroiderer, and her works could sell for a good price. So, although Mrs. Wei often had to spend a lot of money on medicine to regulate her health, their family's life wasn't particularly impoverished. At least they lived in the spacious brick house that Mr. Wei had hired to build when he returned to the village, they ate meat regularly, their clothes rarely had patches, and Mrs. Wei even had the leisure to teach Wei Chaoyan to read and embroider.

This incongruous comfortable life had long been the envy of many in the village, but no one dared to retaliate while Father Wei was alive. Now that Father Wei is gone, many are undoubtedly itching to take advantage of his misfortune and vent their long-held resentment. Not to mention the brick house Father Wei left behind, the unspent money, the unsold embroidery pieces, and so on—all of which made everyone in the village drool with envy.

Even without regaining her past life's memories, Wei Chaoyan knew she was like a child carrying gold in the bustling city, surrounded by wolves and helpless. She also had to raise a one-year-old younger brother and a four-year-old amnesiac boy her father had picked up six months ago while gathering medicinal herbs for her mother deep in the mountains. She herself was only ten years old and still a girl. This level of difficulty, like a fully-fledged abyss, made her want to die. ┭┮﹏┭┮