After being reborn, I took my childhood sweetheart to cultivate immortality.

Xu Qingman's eyes flashed with anger as she glared at Zhao Liping and asked, "Did you hear that? I'm no longer your child."

You gave up on it yourselves eighteen years ago. Now, my father is Xu Jingheng and my mother is Xu Meifen.

As for you, go back to where you came from, and don't come looking for me again.

How could Zhao Liping give up so easily? She stepped forward, grabbed her, and pulled her towards the door. She had to take this wretched girl back today, or her son would be finished.

"Mom, Mom, please save me! I don't want to go with her!" Xu Qingman cried as she tried to tear at Zhao Liping with her hands.

When Xu Meifen saw Zhao Liping directly grabbing her daughter, she realized something was wrong and desperately rushed forward to snatch her daughter back.

But she wasn't strong enough, and it looked like her daughter was about to be dragged out the door. Her father hadn't returned yet, and she frantically screamed for help.

Inside the house, Xu Qinghe, the youngest son of the Xu family, who was just over a year old, was so frightened by the cries of his mother and sister outside that he also started to cry loudly.

Hearing the cries of Xu Qingman and her daughter, Yu Jinchen rushed to the Xu family's house despite his parents' objections.

When Yu Jinchen saw Xu Qingman being forcibly pulled away by a woman, he slapped the woman's arm, forcing her to let go.

Yu Jinchen hurriedly hugged Xu Qingman, turned her around, and held her firmly in his arms. "Manman, how are you? Does it hurt? Don't be afraid, Brother Jinchen won't let her bully you."

Xu Manqing looked at the man in front of her, his face as cold as she remembered, and his tall and muscular figure.

He had a cold, stern look, a high nose bridge, and perfectly defined facial features. Coupled with his clean-cut short hair and a slightly roguish air about him, he perfectly matched the person in my memory.

At this moment, his deep eyes were filled with anger and concern, and Xu Qingman couldn't help but cry as she leaned against him.

"Brother Jinchen, I'm so scared! I don't want to go with her. Waaah..."

Looking at the girl's tear-streaked face in his arms, Yu Jinchen felt a pang of heartache.

He wiped away her tears and said softly, "Don't be afraid, go inside first. Brother Jinchen will help you."

The little girl had always been pampered and protected, and she had never been willing to say a harsh word to her. Yet today, she had been bullied like this by this woman. It was simply unforgivable.

Yu Jinchen turned to Xu Meifen and said, "Aunt Qinghe is crying. Go in and see her quickly. I'm here."

Then, with a sinister look in his eyes, he stared at Zhao Liping and said, "You're the one who scared Manman like this? What do you want to do? You'd better find out before you come next time. Manman is my person. My name is Yu Jinchen."

Seeing Yu Jinchen's fierce gaze, Zhao Liping was too frightened to move. But thinking of her son, she mustered her courage and said, "I am her biological mother. I just want to take her home."

"Since you gave her up back then, then don't bother her anymore."

"I hope I never see you here again, or watch out for your precious son." With that, he kicked a brick next to him, crushing it.

When Zhao Liping saw how powerful this person was, she was so frightened that she turned around and ran away.

Seeing her son still standing at the Xu family's door, Yu Jinchen's mother angrily came out and pulled him home. She muttered, "Why don't you listen to your mother? Would I ever harm you?"

What's so great about this Xu family girl? She's so skinny, and only eighteen. Her mother says she's going to university. When will I ever be able to hold my grandson?

"That Xuefang girl from the Ding family is so lovely; she's strong, has a big bottom, and looks like she's destined to bear sons."

"Mom, I'll make my own decisions about my marriage. Don't interfere. If that Fangzhen from the Ding family is so great, why don't you let my second brother marry her? Anyway, I only like Manman, and I won't marry anyone else."

After saying that, he ignored Yu's mother, went to his room, grabbed some money, stuffed it into his pocket, and walked out the door.

He also needs to investigate what happened to Manman's biological mother. A daughter who hasn't been looked for in eighteen years can't just come looking for no reason.

Moreover, she seemed determined to achieve her goal without taking anything away, so there must be some reason why she had to do this.

Inside the room, Xu Qingman sat on the bed, leaning on her mother's shoulder, silently shedding tears.

I blame myself for being so stupid in my past life, causing my parents' deaths. And my grandparents are so old, raising such a young brother, I don't know how they are doing.

Fortunately, God took pity on me and allowed me to return to the most important point in time.

Xu Meifen touched her daughter's face. "This child must be terrified. That damned Zhao Liping actually dragged her out."

My family has never dared to say a harsh word to our precious child, and she treated her like this. It's all my fault for being useless; I couldn't beat her.

"Don't be afraid, Mom will risk her life to prevent her from taking you away. I don't think she came to pick you up out of maternal love; she must have some other purpose."

"Don't worry, no matter what she's thinking, your father and I won't agree to it. When your father comes back later, I'll have him investigate what's going on."

"Okay, Mom, I understand. I'm not afraid of them."

"You stay here and sleep with your little brother. Mom's going to cook. What do you want to eat?"

Xu Qingman said with a smile, "I like to eat anything my mom makes."

Yes, I've been craving my mother's cooking for decades, and I still remember its taste. So many times I've dreamt of holding a meal made by my mother, but each time I wake up before I can even taste it.

Xu Qingman lay on her parents' bed, looking at her younger brother's adorable sleeping face, but she wasn't sleepy at all.

I hope my poor child can be reborn into a wealthy family that loves children, and won't suffer from a useless mother like me again.

Xu Qingman habitually touched the stone beads on her neck, which her son had strung himself. Beads? She sat up abruptly. How did these beads end up on her neck?

Could it be? She recalled some online novels she had read when she was bored in her previous life, and the word "space" kept lingering in her mind.

She got up, took out her mother's embroidery needle, and pricked her finger. If she were eighteen, Xu Qingman would definitely be afraid of the pain and wouldn't dare, but for Xu Qingman, who had experienced more than ten years of nightmares, what kind of suffering hadn't she endured?

Seeing the beads of blood on her finger, Xu Qingman picked up the bead from her chest and pressed it against her finger. The blood was actually absorbed.

Once the bead had absorbed the blood, it flew automatically into the space between the eyebrows and disappeared instantly.

Following the typical plot of the novel, Xu Qingman thought to herself, "I want to get in," but failed. She then touched her brow with her hand, but still failed.

I tried many methods, but none of them worked. Could it be that there's no space? But the stone is clearly inside my body.

Suddenly, Xu Qingman remembered that the stone was given to her by her son, and that before he left, he had made her say "I love stones" every day.

Stone was my son's nickname. He used to say, "Mom, I'm leaving now. If you miss me, hold this stone bead and say I love Stone. Then you might see me again."

Thinking of this, Xu Qingman silently thought, "Baby, is this what you left for Mommy? Mommy will always love Stone."