Transmigrated into a seven-year-old child, my fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens.

Thinking back to when the fortune teller said she couldn't throw her away, otherwise the He family would suffer a calamity, unless she herself said she wanted to leave the He family, but that was simply impossible.

Old Mrs. Yang paced nervously back and forth in the main room.

Seeing that they remained silent, Old Madam Yang became furious: "You two should come up with a solution!"

Madam Gao from the third wife spoke up: "Mother, I think we should do this: burn her. Put her on the fire and burn her. That way, that jinx will probably leave."

He Mu shook his head repeatedly: "This won't do. This is burning her to death, which is illegal."

No matter what, she's still my daughter. How can I just burn her to death?

No one said anything. The older brother was right; this was illegal.

Gao glanced at He Mu and then said, "Brother-in-law, now that the jinx has possessed Zhao Lian, we can't burn her to death by making a fire."

Besides, we're not really going to burn her. We'll keep the fire away, and once this jinx is gone, we can put her down.

After listening to Gao's well-reasoned explanation, everyone suddenly felt that this method was feasible.

Yang Sen exhaled a smoke ring, tapped his pipe, and said coldly, "I think the third son's wife is right. Let's do as she says."

With the old man's words, everyone immediately picked up the firewood and placed it in the middle of the yard.

When Zhao Feng and Zhao Di heard that Zhao Lian was to be burned, they burst into loud sobs again.

A large group of villagers gathered outside the He family's courtyard gate. Not long after they finished lunch, they heard mournful cries coming from the He family's house.

At first, no one took it seriously, because the He family always beat those girls, and everyone was used to it and turned a blind eye.

After all, this is their family matter, and it's not appropriate for me to comment.

But usually the crying wouldn't last long, but today was different.

The crying not only did not stop, but showed signs of intensifying.

The cries were accompanied by screams of agony, a sound that was heartbreaking to hear.

The villagers from next door began to leave their homes and come to the He family's door, only to find that the gate was locked from the inside. They knocked on the door but no one answered, which made them worried.

More and more villagers, both men and women, gathered around, and they began to discuss the matter.

"What's wrong with the He family today? They've started beating that girl again."

"That's right, those sisters are really pitiful, they get beaten every single day."

Just then, a woman said, "I saw them this morning and they were perfectly fine. Those kids went to the foot of the mountain to dig for wild vegetables."

Hearing her say this, some other women chimed in: "That's right, I saw them when I came back. At that time, Zhaolian's basket was full of black nightshade. I told her that it was poisonous and could not be eaten, but she didn't believe me."

"Oh dear, could it be because of this?" A woman in her fifties clapped her hands anxiously.

This woman's name was Zhao Chunliu. She was the second sister-in-law of Old Yang. According to seniority, Zhao Lian should call her Second Aunt.

She remembered that a few years ago, this woman had eaten black nightshade and suffered from vomiting and diarrhea for two days, almost losing half her life.

This stuff is weird; some people eat it and are fine, but others get poisoned.

Anyway, eight out of ten villagers in Datian Village would feel unwell after eating it, the symptoms varying in severity. Over time, the word spread, and no one dared to eat it anymore.

Hearing her say this, everyone nodded in agreement. It was very likely that Old Madam Yang had taken her anger out on Zhaolian because of this.

Immediately afterwards, everyone heard the sound of firewood being moved, and some people became curious.

The courtyard wall isn't very high, only about two meters.

Zhao turned her head and looked over, then said to a thin middle-aged man, "Liu Qi, you're tall, look inside and see what's going on?"

Liu Qi estimated that he was over 1.7 meters tall, which was considered tall among the villagers. He stood on tiptoe but still couldn't see him.

He then climbed onto the courtyard wall with both hands and was able to see a little bit of the wall. He saw the He family moving firewood.

He then jumped down and told everyone what had happened. Everyone was completely confused, not knowing what the He family was up to.

Then the sound of crying came from inside the house again, and you could vaguely hear something like "Don't burn your sister."

Everyone gasped in shock. Surely the He family wouldn't be so bold as to burn Zhaolian?

Immediately, the crowd began to stir, and then some sharp-eyed villagers spotted the village chief arriving.

"The village chief is here!"

Everyone quickly made way for them.

"Village chief, the He family is carrying firewood inside. I wonder if they're planning to set someone on fire?"

"what?"

The village chief glared angrily; if that were true, it would be against the law.

Upon hearing this, Wang gasped, wondering how Zhaolian and the others were doing now.

Now all she can do is clasp her hands together and pray fervently to the Bodhisattva to protect them from harm.

"Bang bang bang!"

The village chief knocked on the door and shouted, "Open the door, Old He, open the door, it's me, Fu Lin."

But there was no movement inside, and no one came to open the door.

……

Inside the house

"Mother, what should we do? The village chief is here." Liang was very anxious.

Their whole family just started moving firewood, and they haven't finished yet. What if the village chief finds out?

He Sen thought for a moment and then slowly said, "Never mind them, this is our family matter. Besides, it's not like they're the ones who got jinxed, so of course they're not in a hurry."

"Hurry up, you guys speed things up!" Old Yang hurriedly instructed them to speed things up.

"Open the door! Open the door now, or I'm going to break it down!"

Zhao Lian raised her eyelids slightly; she knew the village chief had arrived and she was saved.

Right now, they're all outside carrying firewood and don't have time to look at her. Zhao Lian has already been put down by Zhao Feng and the other two.

Zhao Feng and Zhao Di held Zhao Lian, crying their hearts out: "Zhao Lian, wake up!"

Zhao Lian weakly opened her eyes: "Eldest sister, second sister, please open the door quickly. If you open the door, we will be saved."

“Oh~oh~”

Zhao Feng and Zhao Di hurriedly ran outside, but because they were injured, they couldn't walk very fast. The sharp-eyed Gao Shi grabbed them both.

Gao gave a cold laugh: "You two still want to open the door? Don't even think about it." After saying that, she forced the two of them back inside.

Seeing that no one came to open the door, the village chief was afraid that something had really happened inside, so he quickly called his two sons to climb over the wall and go in to open the door.

Fu Biao was tall, so he squatted down on the ground. Fu Gui stepped on his shoulders, and then Fu Biao slowly stood up. Fu Gui climbed up the wall, jumped down, and opened the door from the inside.

As soon as the door opened, everyone rushed inside.

The He family members were hurriedly carrying firewood, forming a circle. When they entered, they only glanced at them and did not stop what they were doing.

The village chief asked, "What are you doing? Why didn't you open the door when we told you to?"

Old Yang said with a smile, "Oh, it's the village chief. We were busy and didn't hear you."

Old Yang felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look the village chief in the eye.