The Rebirth of a Farm Girl from a Military Family and a Cannon Fodder Princess

When Zisu woke up, she found herself reborn, back in her childhood. Looking at Xiangli, who was only about ten years old, she realized that she herself was also about ten years old.

It was when she was ten years old that her mother died of an unexplained illness, and her younger brother died in the womb.

Zisu bit her lip tightly, her eyes welling up with tears.

Is it too late to stop it now?

A tearing pain shot through my chest: I hope it's not too late!

She sat up abruptly: "Xiangli, what day is it today? What's the date?"

Xiangli looked at her with a puzzled expression: "Miss, today is the first day of the fifth month."

What's wrong with you today, Miss? How come you don't even know what month it is?

The first day of the fifth lunar month?! That means she has four days to prepare!

She remembered that on the fifth day of the fifth lunar month when she was ten years old, it was the day her mother was forced to leave home. On that day, she listened to the instigation of her aunt and cousin and chose to stay at the Yun family home instead of being by her mother's side. Later, her mother was left alone and helpless, with no one to care for her, and she died mysteriously. Her five-month-old baby brother also died in the womb after her mother's passing.

All the tragedies began at this time.

Or rather, the tragedy began the moment the news of her father's death in battle arrived.

Thinking of this, Zisu couldn't help but feel a deep sadness.

She quickly changed out of her pajamas, casually slipped on a pair of shoes, and dashed out of the bedroom toward the garden where her mother lived.

Xiangli stared in disbelief, paused for a moment, and then quickly chased after her: "Miss, where are you going? It rained yesterday, the roads are slippery, please slow down!"

Zisu was so focused on seeing her mother that she didn't hear her mother calling out to her; she just kept running forward.

In her past life, she had wronged her mother. If she hadn't been so foolish and willful, and had been willing to go to the countryside with her mother, perhaps her mother and younger brother wouldn't have died!

Lost in thought, Zisu ran forward as fast as she could.

A thin woman, surrounded by several maids and servants, walked towards us.

"Darling, be careful, the road is slippery!"

Upon hearing that familiar yet anxious voice, Zisu instinctively stopped in her tracks, her eyes blurry with tears as she looked at the newcomer.

This is her mother, who is not yet thirty years old, but looks like she is in her forties.

These days, Mother must be going through a lot of suffering.

The news of my father's martyrdom came suddenly. Before I could even catch my breath, my grandmother and my uncle's family became aggressive and forced my mother to move into a nunnery to pray for my father's chastity.

Nannan? The only people who would call her that, besides her father, are her mother!

This is her nickname, and her mother always liked to call her that.

Tears welled up like a burst dam.

She suddenly knelt down in front of her mother and cried out sadly, "Mother, Mother, it's me, Nannan! Nannan misses her mother!"

In an instant, she burst into tears, like a helpless child. Only she knew that these were tears of regret, and tears of longing.

It's been over ten years since she last saw her mother!

“Good child, my little darling, don’t cry, don’t cry! Your crying breaks my heart! Don’t cry, your father is gone, but you still have your mother!” The mother said in a hoarse voice as she quickly comforted her.

But, dear Mother, you have no idea how dangerous our relationship is!