Quick Transmigration: Striving Every Day to Overcome Tribulation

Su Su wandered around outside for a while before slowly walking towards home.

When Su's mother was finally able to come out, she looked up at the doorway and saw that Su's father was no longer there.

Su's mother had been anxiously waiting inside. She didn't know what had happened between Su Su and Su's father. When she saw Su Su return, she immediately went to greet her and asked with a frown, "What exactly did you say to your father?"

Su Su, however, seemed unconcerned. She walked briskly to the sofa and then leisurely lay down as if nothing had happened.

Su's mother clenched her fists in anger, her eyes almost spitting fire. She really had an impulse to rush up and scratch Hua Su Su's nonchalant face, and teach this arrogant little girl a lesson.

Ignoring the look on her mother's face that seemed to want to devour her alive, Su Su calmly ordered, "Looks like you have plenty of free time. Go back to your room and do your homework! Don't loiter around here, and don't try to get any more information out of me."

"Who told you not to tell me which temple you prayed to, and I found a very interesting toy in the room."

Su Su's eyes held a hint of provocation, as if to say, "Even if you don't tell me, I'll still find out for myself."

She rummaged around in the corner of the sofa and pulled out a doll that looked exactly like Su Su.

The doll was extremely lifelike, like a miniature version of Su Su. The style of the hair and the style of the clothes were exactly the same as what Su Su's original body was wearing now.

When Su's mother saw the doll, her eyes widened instantly, her face turned deathly pale, and her voice trembled as she asked, "Where did you find this? How did you know...?"

Her heart was filled with fear, and an ominous premonition spread through her.

"I also saw the instruction manual next to the doll."

Su's mother bit her lip, her expression complex, her heart filled with turmoil.

She originally intended to stall Su Su, hoping to break free of control after a few days without drawing blood. She meticulously planned everything, never imagining things would develop to this point.

Various thoughts kept running through Su's mother's mind. She was annoyed that her plan had taken an unexpected turn and worried about the situation that might come next.

I never expected that Su Su would actually find it.

She had thought her plan was flawless, but she had underestimated Su Su's meticulousness and keen insight. At this moment, Su's mother felt as if she were in a predicament, unsure of how to deal with the situation ahead.

Switching back to a body is just a delaying tactic; who wouldn't like such a young body?

"Mom, you're so clever!" Su Su's tone was full of admiration, and her bright eyes sparkled with a special light.

She raised her chin slightly, and then continued, "But do you think I won't find it? How could you think that? Since I have a way to swap our souls, I will definitely find what you've hidden."

The moment Su Su successfully took control of her mother's body, Su's mother, disregarding her own pain, stumbled and ran to Su Su.

Her face was contorted in extreme pain, her eyes filled with terror and rage.

"You are not my daughter, who are you?" Su's mother shouted hoarsely, her voice trembling.

"You monster! My daughter is so well-behaved and obedient, how could she be a devil like you who doesn't care about her mother's life or death? You have no heart!" Su's mother's accusations shot out like sharp arrows.

Su Su yawned, tears welling in her eyes, seemingly oblivious to her mother's words.

She shrugged lazily, letting Su's mother's words go in one ear and out the other.

Immediately afterwards, Su Su used her control power without hesitation, making her mother obediently sit down and copy books all night.

That night, the lamplight flickered, casting a hazy, yellowish glow in the quiet room.

Su's mother sat at the table, her pen moving incessantly across the paper, her face filled with helplessness and resentment.

Each stroke seemed to be an outpouring of her inner pain, yet she couldn't stop what she was doing.

Even when she fainted from extreme exhaustion, Su's mother continued to write in her dreams, as if it had become an inescapable nightmare.

A few days later, Su's mother looked very haggard.

Her face was as pale as paper, her eyes were empty and lifeless, and her once neat hair was now disheveled.

Not only did Su's mother suffer endless physical torment, but her spirit was also tormented even more severely.

The incessant writing, the helplessness of being controlled, were like heavy shackles, tightly binding her soul.

"I can't take it anymore. I want to sleep, I want to go out, I don't want to do my homework, I don't want to be here." Su's mother said, tears streaming down her face, her expression filled with pain and despair.

The sight of her with snot and tears streaming down her face truly disgusted Su Su. Su Su frowned, looking at the weak woman before her, feeling no pity whatsoever.

In her opinion, Su's mother's suffering was nothing but self-inflicted; who told her to try to control the original owner and suppress her?

Su Su looked coldly at her mother, plotting her next move.

Su Su asked sternly again, "Where did the Obedience Soup come from?"

However, Su's mother still did not answer, but just kept crying to herself. The crying grew louder and louder, and became more and more unpleasant and jarring.

"I really can't take it anymore, I really want to rest, sob sob sob..." Su's mother cried and kept repeating this sentence, as if it was her only request.

Su Su watched her mother cry with a cold smile, her heart unmoved.

She carefully observed Su's mother, silently commenting in her heart: Crying like that is really ugly, this angle is too awful! Not pitiful at all, not pretty at all.

A gentle breeze rustled through the sheer curtains on the balcony, its soft touch bringing a sense of tranquility. The curtains swayed gently in the wind, like dancing sprites.

A figure suddenly flashed across the balcony next door; it was only for a moment, and if you weren't paying special attention, you wouldn't have noticed it at all.

That figure was none other than the older brother from next door!

He was the kind neighbor who connected the female protagonist of the small world to her live stream after the original owner of the story died in the timeline of fate.

Su Su's gaze was as deep as a pool, fixed on her mother, a sarcastic smile curving her lips.

That hint of irony seemed to mock Su's mother's weakness and helplessness, and also seemed to be a scathing critique of the capriciousness of fate.

Su's mother's crying gradually subsided, but she felt uneasy, thinking that Su Su had discovered something.

However, Su Su said in a rather cheerful mood, "Now that you've cried enough, let's keep working hard! I believe you'll have good grades when you start high school in September, Mom."

Her words carried an undeniable firmness, as if she had already planned out the future path for Su's mother.

Under this immense pressure, Su's mother could only silently shed tears and continue to endure this endless torment.

She felt a sense of relief.