Quick Transmigration: Refusing to Be a Victim's Child

Upon hearing this, Pangu Fan responded with an "oh," rubbed his stomach which was starting to feel hungry again, and skillfully pulled out a packet of pastries from one of the large bundles. He ate one of his own while also stuffing a piece into Shaolin Shen's mouth.

Shao Linshen hurriedly caught the osmanthus cake that was about to fall, and only then did he have time to look at His current physical form, and couldn't help but frown and ask:

"Where did you get this body? Where did it belong?"

Upon hearing this, Pangu Banner quickly explained:

"Don't worry, Brother Shen. When I possessed this body, it was already cold. Besides, I even gave the original owner some merit as 'rent.' There was absolutely no forced sale."

As he spoke, Pangu Banner explained the general condition of this body:

The original owner, Fang Jiaojiao, had a beautiful name, but her appearance resembled her father's. She had a rough appearance since childhood, and her physique was more like a man's, so much so that no one was willing to propose to her until she was eighteen years old.

Fortunately, the Fang family were butchers. They ran a butcher shop and the four members of the family also found work slaughtering livestock for others, so the whole family lived a good life.

Aside from some concern about the original owner's marriage prospects, no one in the family disliked the original owner because of this.

"Later, Fang's parents asked a matchmaker to find a scholar for them. The man was so poor from studying for the imperial examinations that his family couldn't even afford to eat. Fortunately, Fang's family had some extra money, so the marriage was arranged."

Pangu Banner recalled:

"Unfortunately, before the original owner could even marry into the family, the man turned his back on her after taking the Fang family's money and passing the imperial examination."

The Fang family was naturally unhappy and went to their door to make trouble several times. They managed to get the money back, but their daughter's reputation was completely ruined, so much so that the original owner was still unmarried at the age of twenty-one.

"A few days ago, the original owner saw her nephews being naughty and hitting people, so she caught them and brought them home to teach them a lesson. However, her nephews scolded her for being an old maid who could never get married and said that they would kick her out when they grew up."

The original owner, already burdened by her marriage troubles, upon hearing this, guessed that her sisters-in-law had been gossiping about her behind her back, which her children had overheard. In a moment of despair, she hanged herself from the roof beam.

When Pangu Banner received the corpse, it had a fractured and dislocated cervical vertebra, which He repaired.

Therefore, when the Fang family heard Pangu Fan say that someone was willing to marry her and even offer five taels of silver as a betrothal gift, although they felt it was unlikely, they still asked the original owner's three older brothers to come to Shanghe Village under the pretext of visiting relatives.

As Pangu Banner spoke, he patted the two large bundles placed on the bed, his tone quite smug:

"I insisted on taking these things with me, otherwise they would have just come empty-handed to test the waters."

If things go according to their plan, we might have to make another trip to the county town.

Now that they have the original owner's belongings as a foundation, the "couple" can claim that their food, clothing, and daily necessities come from the bride's family dowry.

Looking at the proudly raised head of the Pangu Banner, Shao Linshen recalled how he had seen the three Fang brothers off earlier, and thought to himself:

No wonder those three people were being chased by dogs when they left; they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She was afraid he would regret it and leave his girlfriend stuck in his hands again.

Inside the room on the left side of the east wing, the "couple" who had just finished baking were leisurely eating pastries, planning to go out after resting enough to take home the little dog that the original owner had raised in her previous life and take good care of it from now on.

Little did they know that Zhao, who was lying in the main room, had woken up once in the middle of the night. Because no one was looking after her, she was extremely thirsty and weakly called out a few times, but no one heard her.

She tried to turn over in bed, but accidentally rolled onto the ground, hit her head on a clod of dirt, and passed out again.

*

Meanwhile, in the county town.

Shao Zhixue was seriously injured and spent most of the day in the clinic, waiting and waiting, but no one from his family came.

He was already feeling uneasy, and then he couldn't hold his urine and soiled the bed in the clinic. As a result, the doctor threw him out the door, attracting a crowd of onlookers. He was so ashamed and indignant that he wanted to disappear.

At that moment, Shao Zhixue ignored the pain in his hands and feet, twisted his body and crawled with difficulty to a corner, where he lay face down to avoid being recognized.

However, this not only worsened his injuries but also caused him to miss his chance to meet Shao Dashan and the other person...

***

When Shao Dashan finally found his youngest son, he saw that his face was sickly red and his hands and feet were swollen and hanging limply to the side. The old man was immediately heartbroken and called out to him repeatedly:

"San'er, what happened to you? Quick, let's go back to the clinic for treatment."

Shao Zhixue slightly opened his eyes, let out a weak groan, and said with a hint of resentment:

"Father, why are you so late? I've been so embarrassed."

While checking his son's injuries, Shao Dashan anxiously responded:

"Third son, your father rushed here as soon as he heard the news. Don't say anything yet, let's go to the clinic first."

Shao Changgui originally wanted to carry Shao Zhixue back to the previous clinic for treatment, since it was the closest. He tried to dissuade him:

"Third brother, let's go to that clinic we went to before. It's closer and we can get you treated faster."

But Shao Zhixue frowned and kept pressing his head against the other person's back, stubbornly saying, "No, I won't go to that one, I want to go to another clinic."

Shao Dashan looked helplessly at his second son, whose face was grim, then at his third son, who was quite ill, and finally sighed and made the decision:

"We'll listen to the third brother; let's switch to another company."

Shao Changgui felt uncomfortable, but because the old man was in front of him, he could only lower his eyes and hum in response.

Unexpectedly, after spending a lot of effort to find a clinic further away, the father and his two sons ended up spending half a tael of silver more.

Looking at the half tael of silver left in his hand, Shao Dashan regretted for the first time that he had been too indulgent towards his third son.

He only borrowed three taels of silver from the village chief when he left home, and originally planned to use the remaining one tael of silver to buy some grain to take back.

Seeing this, the second son was very unhappy and couldn't help but mutter:

"Dad, you're just spoiling my third brother. How much food can we buy with this little bit of money left? Will our family even be able to make ends meet in the future?"

Shao Dashan glared at the second brother and said in a low voice:

"Your brother is already injured like this, why are you still talking about this? Getting him treated first is the most important thing."

Shao Zhixue, who was lying on the oxcart, heard his second brother's complaints. He was already resentful that they had arrived late and made him lose face, so he was even angrier now.

He retorted weakly:

"Hmph, all you know is how to be stingy with money. If this injury of mine causes lasting health problems, who will be responsible?" He still needs to take the imperial examinations in the future. If he delays his treatment, he can't expect him to help these people in the future.

The second son, Shao Changgui, was so angry that his face turned red, but he couldn't lash out, so he could only keep quiet.

Worried that the two brothers might develop a grudge, Shao Dashan took out an IOU and had his third brother put his thumbprint on it. He also told him about the burglary that had occurred at his home and all his valuables had been stolen.

Shao Zhixue's first reaction was not to worry about how his family would survive without food, but rather how he would continue his studies.

He frowned and asked anxiously:

"Dad, we're out of money. What will I do for my studies?"

Upon hearing this, Shao Dashan felt a chill in his heart. He hadn't expected his youngest son to only care about this matter. He stared at the other man for a long time before finally looking away and sighing helplessly.

"...Let's heal your injuries first. As for your studies, we'll take it one step at a time."

Fortunately, Shao Zhixue wasn't completely muddle-headed. Although he looked unwell, he didn't voice his complaints.

-

Because the second son had to work as a waiter at the restaurant, only Shao Dashan and his son Shao Zhixue returned to the village.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they drove the oxcart into the village, they were pointed at and gossiped about all the way.

Some nosy villagers deliberately asked Shao Zhixue by the roadside why he had returned before the ten-day holiday was over.

And deliberately asked with doubt:

“We saw Changgui bring the luggage back earlier. Did something happen to you at the academy? We’re all from the same village, so please don’t hesitate to ask if you need anything.”

Shao Dashan couldn't admit it, and hurriedly tried to cover it up:

"No, that's not true. It's just that the third brother is too kind. He got beaten up in the county for saving someone, so he came back to recuperate."

"Oh, I see—"

The villagers who responded drew out their words, but exchanged glances with those around them.

Just as the Shao family father and son were beginning to sense that something was wrong, Shao Linshen slowly walked past the roadside carrying a small dog.

Seeing this, some villagers even "kindly" moved closer to remind them:

"By the way, Uncle Dashan, you just came back from the county town, so you probably don't know yet. Your Changfu has brought a new bride into the family this time."

"New bride? What new bride are you talking about?"

Shao Dashan was taken aback, and for some reason, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

At this moment, another villager chimed in:

"So this is the new bride your eldest son brought home for just five taels of silver? Goodness, they even saved on the banquet. She's obviously a thrifty woman."

Everyone in our village who's seen her says she's a woman who can bear children easily. Uncle Dashan, you two are really lucky now; you'll have another wife to take care of you.

Shao Dashan had no mind to listen to any of this at the moment. His mind was completely focused on the five taels of silver he had just spent, and his gaze toward Shao Linshen seemed to be poisoned.

The way he looked at his son was nothing like how one would treat a biological son; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he looked at an enemy.

Shao Dashan suppressed his anger as he walked home.

Before he even entered the house, he saw the three maids being chased away by a burly "man" dressed as a woman, who was wielding a broom.

The broom was wielded with fierce power, and the burly "man's" mouth was also busy:

"You three ill-mannered wild girls, how dare you sneak into my house to steal things. No one taught you manners before, but I have plenty of ways to deal with you from now on."

While dodging, Shao Erya retorted unwillingly:

“What do you mean your room? The room on the left side of the east wing is where we used to sleep. Father always slept in the woodshed… Ah…”

Before she could finish speaking, she was slapped across the face.

The burly woman, hands on her hips, shouted:

“You bunch of ungrateful brats, if you’re not ashamed enough, go outside and shout it out, let everyone see which girl has kicked her father into the woodshed and is sleeping in her own room.”

This person complained about others' loud voices, yet their own shouts were so loud they hurt people's ears:

"You heartless bastards, you have no conscience at all. I think it's better to raise a dog than to raise you. At least a dog knows to wag its tail when it sees its owner."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little black dog in Shao Linshen's arms barked twice as if it were the right time, which prompted Shao Linshen to scratch its chin approvingly. The little black dog immediately wagged its tail happily.

But these words were extremely grating to Shao Dashan's ears. He had just entered the room and witnessed this scene; how could he possibly be happy?

He was so angry that his face turned pale and then red. He then kicked the door hard, using the opportunity to vent his anger:

"Shut up! You've caused such a ruckus since you came in. My Shao family can't afford a daughter-in-law like you."

"Boss, if you still consider me your father, then hurry up and send him back to me."

Shao Linshen coldly refused:

"No way! I finally have a wife who cares about me. If you insist on driving Jiaojiao away, then you can drive me out too."

Pangu Banner deliberately added fuel to the fire, saying:

“Brother Shen, that’s perfect. Come to my house and become a live-in son-in-law. I guarantee your life will be much better than living a miserable life in this wretched place.”

Upon hearing this, Shao Dashan's expression twisted. He was about to use filial piety to suppress Shao Linshen when, unexpectedly, the other party preemptively struck, patting his chest and weeping as he said:

"Father, are you really my father? Why do you have to force me to my death?"

What did I do wrong that you can't stand to see me doing well? If that's the case, then the five of us will just leave, and we'll be out of your sight.

As he spoke, Shao Linshen made a move to leave with his wife and children, which frightened everyone so much that they dared not mention kicking him out again.

"Big brother, you can't leave. Father just spoke without thinking because he was angry."

"Yes, yes, we're all family. Instead of staying here, you're going to become a live-in son-in-law. Won't that make people outside gossip about us?"

Upon seeing this, Madam Qian and Madam Sun, who had been watching the commotion, quickly stepped in to smooth things over.

This guy is an indispensable strong laborer. If he really leaves, who will do the farm work in the future?

Besides, those three girls are all under the eldest son's name. They can all be sold for money when they get married in the future. We can't let them all benefit the eldest son and his wife.

Pangu Banner rolled his eyes openly in front of everyone, muttering to himself:

"Hmph, why did you have to say it now of all times, to play the good guy and show off your abilities, huh?"

Qian and Sun's expressions twisted instantly, but because their elders were present, they could only swallow their anger and force a smile to get through it.

Seeing their third son, Shaozhi, lying stiffly on the cart, the two sisters-in-law worried that they wouldn't have enough strength, so they asked the neighbors for help to carry him into the house.

On one side, Qian Shi and the others were busy running around, while on the other side, the eldest son's new wife looked indifferent and was eating melon seeds. Shao Dashan could no longer suppress the anger that he had been holding back.

But in front of outsiders, he could only force himself to endure it.

After finally waiting for the neighbors to leave, he immediately kicked each of his three granddaughters in the legs, making a veiled insult:

“You bunch of lazy bums who don’t know how to do anything. You don’t know how to take the initiative to do anything unless the old man tells you to, right?”

Hurry up and cook! Are you going to let your whole family starve to death?!

"Get out! Get yourselves into the kitchen! You're all useless good-for-nothings who only know how to freeload!"

"Hiss, Grandpa?!"