Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

Seeing the woman gradually drift away and no longer thinking about climbing back to shore, Xiong Bufan yawned and slowly walked back.

Kongkong: "Bufan, aren't you afraid she'll drown?"

"The fact that someone who grew up by the water could drown only proves that she was utterly useless. Not only could she not swim, but no one she knew could pull her out of the water either. It's truly tragic."

Zhang Xuemei drifted to the middle of the river. Luckily, she encountered some early morning fishermen who managed to pull her ashore with great effort. "Meizi, what are you doing in the river so early in the morning?"

"Yes, the water is freezing cold this early in the morning; it's sure to make you sick."

"Hurry back and make some ginger soup."

Mentioning these things, Zhang Xuemei covered her face and started to cry. The villagers didn't know what to say, so they took Zhang Xuemei back by boat.

Xiong Bufan ran back to the house. There was a bowl at the door with a small piece of fish cake in it. Xiong Bufan picked up the fish cake and put it in his mouth. The fish cake tasted so-so, and the fish inside was not fresh.

The sooner the task is completed, the less trouble there will be. Following the original owner's memories, Xiong Bufan ran out and slowly stopped in front of a courtyard.

The yard looked like it had been abandoned for a while; the windows were broken, and weeds were growing everywhere. It didn't look like anyone lived there at all.

Xiong Bufan jumped over the fence and ran inside. There was no sign of any living person inside. There was a ghost hiding in the shadows. It was normal for an empty house to be haunted.

There was nothing else but ghosts. Xiong Bufan asked Kongkong, "Where are the people in the courtyard? Did they run away with the money the original owner received from selling herself?" She wanted to cripple the people who trafficked children.

Kongkong: "She's dead. The original owner's mother died the day after the original owner was sent away."

Fearing the original owner would be neglected, she had originally planned to send her to another family as a child bride, but no one wanted her. So she sent her to a family without sons to be a prospective groom's wife, symbolically charging a lower fee in the hopes that they would treat her better. The silver coins were sewn into the original owner's clothes.

Xiong Bufan scratched her head and fell silent. She had never seen such an unlucky little girl. She lost her mother when she was young, her husband when she was young, and she died before she even reached middle age. She sat under the eaves and began to think.

This world has completely avoided all the troubles of the previous world, and Kongkong is quite satisfied with these characters.

Undeterred, Xiong Bufan asked, "Did the original owner have any other relatives?"

"He had an uncle, but he was always a freeloader and couldn't be relied on at all, otherwise the original owner wouldn't have been sold."

Xiong Bufan sat under the eaves. It started to rain slowly. Xiong Bufan felt sleepy, so she climbed to the windowsill to sleep. She was really tired because she hadn't slept well the night before.

Kongkong thought Xiong Bufan was thinking about what to do next, but instead heard Xiong Bufan's even breathing.

When Zhang Xuemei got home, she started crying and recounting how Xiong Bufan had kicked her into the river. She said that if she hadn't met a kind person, she would never have come back. "Husband, how could Xiaoxing do this to me?"

Liu Dabao's eyes widened, and he grabbed his wood-chopping knife, saying, "Meizi, where did that brat Xiaoxing go?"

Zhang Xuemei sobbed, "I don't know either. I guess I hit her yesterday, and she held a grudge. Today she hit me. We originally wanted to find a wife for our son, but we ended up with a troublemaker."

Mentioning yesterday, Liu Dabao roughly knew where that brat Xiaoxing had gone, and he left the yard in a hurry, with Zhang Xuemei following closely behind, carrying a raincoat.

The two chased along the road for three or four kilometers without seeing a trace of him. Later, they took a boat to chase after him, but still couldn't find Xiong Bufan. Liu Dabao began to suspect that Xiao Xing, the girl, might have drowned, otherwise why couldn't they see her at all?

Zhang Xuemei grew increasingly angry. She had been so good to that girl, and she had actually run away. She was utterly heartless. If she caught her, she would definitely give her a good beating.

The two hurried to the original owner's hometown, arriving in the afternoon.

The gate to the courtyard was violently flung open. "Xiao Xing, come out."

After being woken up, Xiong Bufan felt inexplicably irritated. He picked up the brick he had used as a pillow and threw it at them. Not wanting to hurt anyone, he hit them directly on the shoulder. "Shut up! What do you want from me?"

A large hole appeared in his shoulder, and Liu Dabao was thrown away by the brick. Zhang Xuemei chased after him, calling out, "Husband, husband!"

Liu Dabao fainted from the pain, and his shoulder was still bleeding. Zhang Xuemei was really scared. She was afraid that Xiong Bufan would continue to hit her with bricks, but she was even more afraid that Liu Dabao would bleed to death. She quickly tore off some cloth from Liu Dabao's body to bandage him.

This guy is really weak; he couldn't even withstand a blow from his own brick. Xiong Bufan jumped off the windowsill, walked over, and pondered whether to whip him now or wait until he recovered before whipping him.

Zhang Xuemei pulled out the wood-chopping knife that Liu Dabao had tied to his waist and pointed it at Xiong Bufan, saying, "Don't come any closer! We've treated you well, you can't repay kindness with enmity."

Xiong Bufan scoffed and kicked the knife out of Zhang Xuemei's hand, breaking her fingers that were holding the knife. No one could point a knife or a finger at her anymore.

Zhang Xuemei's heart-wrenching screams echoed in the courtyard. Xiong Bufan, annoyed, yelled, "Shut up, stop making noise."

Zhang Xuemei obediently shut up, then helped Liu Dabao up and went to the clinic. Their injuries couldn't be delayed any longer, and Xiong Bufan followed closely behind them.

Zhang Xuemei had never seen such a clueless person. She didn't dare to scold them, and could only ask dryly, "Why are you following us?"

“You bought me, so I’m going to follow you. I’m even hoping you’ll give me a son. We’ll support each other.”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xuemei nearly vomited blood. This brat knew she had been bought? How could she be so arrogant? "You're dreaming."

Swearing is impolite. Xiong Bufan kicked Zhang Xuemei to the ground. "It's your good fortune that I'm following you."

Those around them watched as two adults were kicked over by a child and could only quickly leave, not wanting to get involved, as they still had a lot of chores to do.

Zhang Xuemei got up from the ground and slowly helped Liu Dabao walk towards the clinic.

Kongkong said with a touch of pity, "Bufan, Zhang Xuemei is also a pitiful person."

"No, she's the most hateful one. She brainwashed and manipulated the original owner, making her work for her wholeheartedly in this family without even thinking about escaping. She's half responsible for the original owner being drowned in a pig cage. Of course, that man wasn't a good person either; they both deserved to be beaten."

Kongkong listened, stunned. "Is that so?"

"Yes, they are the culprits who caused the original owner's misfortune."

Kongkong didn't quite understand Xiong Bufan's thought process, but since she said so, then maybe that's how it is.