I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

The police disappeared from sight, and Xie Yan also looked away.

The police inside the house also escorted the woman into the police car, and the woman was still cursing.

Neighbors who were watching the commotion peered out of their windows, pointing and whispering amongst themselves. Some even gave Xie Yan and her daughter a thumbs-up.

"What a brave little girl!"

Yang Huiyun forced a smile, then quickly pulled Xie Yan downstairs to go home.

This house was just rented, and the rent was paid for a year upfront.

The apartment is a small two-bedroom, one-living room unit. The living room is not large, but it is decorated with great care and warmth.

Aside from large pieces of furniture that are difficult to replace, Yang Huiyun carefully selected the curtains, desks, and vases after making several trips to the general market.

Yang Huiyun cherished her daughter dearly, even after moving to a new house, she still wanted to give her the best.

As soon as she got home, Yang Huiyun's expression fell.

She was genuinely afraid of provoking that madman. She and her daughter depended on each other for survival, and their relatives in their hometown lived far away, so they couldn't help them if something happened to them.

If she hadn't just paid the rent and didn't have much money left, Yang Huiyun would definitely have moved out again to hide away for a while.

Xie Yan noticed Yang Huiyun's changing expression. Although she knew in her heart that nothing was wrong, she also knew that no amount of comforting would help at this moment.

Besides, her body is only ten years old, still a little kid, so nothing I say will make a difference.

Xie Yan handed Yang Huiyun a glass of warm water and changed the subject, "Mom, I just transferred schools and don't have a school uniform yet. What should I wear tomorrow?"

The original owner was young and still in elementary school. He had taken a year off from school due to illness.

She should have been in fourth grade this year, but now she has to repeat a year and be in third grade.

The school atmosphere in the big city was too tense, so for the sake of her daughter's health, Yang Huiyun transferred Xie Yan to a school in the county town.

Academic performance is nothing compared to my daughter's health.

Now that this topic has come up, Yang Huiyun's attention has indeed been drawn in.

"I had forgotten it if you hadn't mentioned it. Look at my memory."

As Yang Huiyun spoke, she went to rummage through the wardrobe.

Xie Yan breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa, lost in thought.

She was originally a left-behind child, raised by her grandmother since childhood, but when she was ten years old, a younger brother was sent back to her family.

So Xie Yan spent her entire adolescence working hard while also helping her grandmother raise her younger brother, and never experienced maternal love.

After her grandmother passed away, Xie Yan had to juggle work, rent, and her younger brother's tuition, which put her under immense pressure and caused her to break down.

Fortunately, her younger brother listened to her and said he would never go west if he said he would go east.

Until she was 28 years old and had a car accident that brought her here, where she ended up as an ordinary passerby, Xie Yan didn't know whether it was lucky or unlucky.

Unfortunately, she died.

Fortunately, God gave her a mother who loved her very much.

She has a mother now.

As for other things like plot points and villains, Xie Yan didn't really care.

Anyway, her arrival at this point in time was a system error; the plot hasn't even started yet, so there's no need for her at all.

These days felt like they were stolen.

Hsieh Yan can live freely.

The next day.

It's another beautiful day, with fresh air.

The sun was a bit strong, but it wasn't particularly hot.

Yang Huiyun rode her bicycle to take Xie Yan to the school gate. What should have been a ten-minute walk took only five minutes by bicycle.

Xie Yan suddenly remembered that when she was in elementary school in a rural town, it took her an hour to walk home, and she couldn't help but sigh, "Is this what school district housing is like?"

"Get along well with your classmates at school, and call your mom immediately if you feel unwell..."

Yang Huiyun kept nagging Xie Yan, who didn't find it annoying and responded with a smile.

A few days ago, Yang Huiyun went to the business hall to buy Xie Yan a new mobile phone so that her daughter could contact her at any time.

These days, there are no smartphones; they're all candybar phones with buttons.

The new phone costs 500 yuan; it's white, small, and very pretty.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xie Yan will be the first primary school student in the county to bring a mobile phone to school.

Ten-year-old Xie Yan openly wore a bright pink dress, had two braids, and carried a newly bought backpack.

Very cute.

Xie Yan took her mother's hand and went to report to the head teacher, and then followed the homeroom teacher into the classroom.

The county town has a small population, unlike the city where there are often more than a dozen classes in a grade. This school only has four classes in the third grade.

Class assignments are based on academic performance; even though it's elementary school, there are good and bad classes.

Yang Huiyun pulled some strings and pleaded with someone to get Xie Yan into a relatively better class.

Although she doesn't care whether her daughter's grades are good or bad, at least the children in the good classes are more likely to be well-behaved, which is also for the sake of her daughter's future friendships.

The homeroom teacher of Class 1 was a woman in her early thirties, slightly plump, and very kind.

When Teacher Wang stood on the podium and announced the arrival of a new student, the noisy chatter below finally subsided.

"Hello everyone, my name is Xie Yan."

Xie Yan's self-introduction was very brief.

After all, she wasn't particularly enthusiastic about a room full of little kids.

I don't really want to be friends with elementary school students.

But she was undeniably adorable, with bangs, big eyes, two little braids, and a pink dress—she was simply a beautiful doll.

It turns out that no matter when or how old, the essence of humanity is being attracted to appearances.

The students in the class immediately became enthusiastic.

"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"

"New student, I have a seat here!"

"Xie Yan, Xie Yan, come sit here with me!"

The area below was filled with lively chatter.

Finally, Xie Yan sat down next to a female class monitor in the back row, and the class quieted down.

After settling Xie Yan in, the homeroom teacher nodded and left, and soon the first class of the new semester began.