Who understands? He traveled through time with a high-spec spatial ability.

In the third year of the Shengyuan era of the Great Liang Kingdom, in Daba Village

From inside a dilapidated thatched hut came a woman's sobbing, "Father, Daya has been unconscious for several days, and she's about to die. Why are you so heartless, Father and Mother? You won't even lend us a single tael of silver!"

Seeing the man remain silent, slumped on the low stool, she gritted her teeth in anger and said, "If Daya is gone, I won't live either. I'll go to the old house and hang myself in front of them. They were heartless enough to let me die, but I'll haunt them even as a ghost! My poor Daya, it's all because I'm powerless, sob sob sob."

Qiao Jingjing was awakened by the crying, and her splitting headache prevented her from waking up immediately.

Realizing she had transmigrated, a tear rolled down her cheek. She understood that these tears were the original owner's farewell to her parents.

She didn't open her eyes immediately, lying weakly on the hard wooden board, her mind in turmoil.

The memories of this body's growth over the past ten years flooded back to her, and Qiao Jingjing, who already had a headache, felt even worse.

A sharp pain came from the right side of my forehead, which must have been caused by an injury that led to my unconsciousness.

I'm so thirsty, so incredibly thirsty. My throat feels like it's about to explode with heat.

The woman was still crying when Qiao Jingjing heard the man sighing, "Mother said that this head injury is all Da Ya's bad luck, no one else is to blame. Don't make a fuss, or Father and Mother will scold me again."

"Qiao Wanjun, are you even human?! Da Ya is your own daughter. It's one thing if others don't care about her, but you, her own father, treat her like this too? Our eldest son's family always does the most work and eats the least."

All the good things we had were given away as gifts, while the second and third wives were lazy and shirking their responsibilities. My poor children are as thin as chicks. And yet, in the end, we couldn't even borrow money for my eldest daughter's medical treatment!

She was filled with anger and couldn't hold back her venting, so she continued, "You, as a father, were able to just watch your daughter die because you were afraid of being scolded by your own parents. I was so blind to have ever thought you were honest and reliable."

"Hey Qiao, if anything happens to your daughter, I'll never forgive you! If I don't make a scene and the whole village know, I'm not Lin Cuicui!"

Qiao Jingjing slowly opened her eyes. The room was poorly lit, and it took her a while to see clearly.

She glanced around and saw a tattered bamboo basket hanging from the low beams, with a cloth bag barely visible through the gaps inside.

The walls around the room were peeling, revealing the mottled wall material. The floor was pitted and covered with dust and stains.

In one corner of the room, there was a simple wooden bed. It was more of a plank on a few mud bricks than a bed. Qiao Jingjing didn't know that, because she was lying on this plank bed at that moment.

Because of the hot weather, the old and blackened bedding was piled at the foot of the bed, emitting a musty smell.

In another corner of the room, there was a dilapidated wardrobe with its door open. It was probably left open because someone was rummaging through things. There were very few clothes inside, and large patches and loose threads could be seen even from a distance.

The room had a small, dimly lit window, covered by a tattered cloth. Both inside and outside the window, the room was a scene of desolation.

The room was bare, poverty permeating every corner.

Qiao Jingjing was shocked by how poor this new home was; she feared that even a thief would have to leave behind two steamed buns before leaving, with tears in his eyes.

The two people arguing were none other than Qiao Daya's biological parents, Qiao Wanjun and Lin Cuicui.

Qiao Wanjun's father, Qiao Zhengguo, and his wife, Xu, had three sons and one daughter.

The eldest brother, Qiao Wanjun, married Lin Cuicui, and the two had a son and a daughter.

The eldest daughter, Qiao Jingjing, is fifteen years old this year. She has never been very bright and is always a step behind in her reactions, so she always does the dirty and tiring work at home, and she eats the least.

Madam Xu disliked her for being slow-witted and a mere maid. In addition, her eldest daughter-in-law, Lin Cuicui, had a fiery personality and was not under her control. Madam Xu disliked the eldest son's family and disliked Qiao Daya even more.

The second son, Qiao Shiming, is 5 years old this year, but looks only 3 due to chronic malnutrition. Qiao Wanjun is weak-willed and blindly filial; if it weren't for Lin Cuicui's fierce and protective nature, it's hard to say whether the two children would have grown up smoothly.

Qiao Wanshi and Huang, the second wife, had one son and two daughters. Qiao Erya is 14 years old this year, and her full name is Qiao Lanlan. Qiao Sanya, Qiao Tingting, is 12 years old this year.

The two sisters are clever, quick-witted, and sweet-talking, making their lives at home much easier. The youngest son, Qiao Shilang, is eight years old this year. Although he is from the second wife's family, he is the first grandson of the Qiao family. In addition, Huang is a distant relative of Xu, so she dotes on Qiao Shilang.

Huang was a typical woman who loved to take advantage of others and gossip. She was the one who instigated many of the conflicts between Lin Cuicui and Xu. Bad bamboo produces bad shoots; the three children thoroughly learned Huang's bad habits and openly and secretly bullied Qiao Daya and Qiao Shiming.

Qiao Wanhe and Liu, the third wife, had a daughter, Qiao Yueyue, who was only two years old this year. Liu was alright, not very talkative. Qiao Wanhe was a petty thief, and whenever something happened, he would coax Xu to secretly make up for it.

He was indeed clever, never causing any serious trouble. He knew when to stop with cockfighting and playing cards, clearly understanding that Old Mrs. Xu was his get-out-of-jail-free card in the family. Because the trouble wasn't significant, Mrs. Xu let him have his way.

Everyone says that the youngest son and eldest grandson are the old lady's lifeblood. Since none of the people the old lady cares about are in the eldest son's family, life in the eldest son's family is extremely difficult.

Qiao Jingjing also has a younger sister-in-law, Qiao Furong. She married into the Zhu family in Shangyang Village three years ago.

Before she got married, her aunt was the only person in the family who was kind to Qiao Jingjing, often saving a piece of cornbread from her own food to give to her. She would also help Qiao Jingjing with chopping firewood and cutting pig feed when she was out.

The couple were still arguing, completely oblivious to the sound of Qiao Jingjing waking up. Lin Cuicui, overwhelmed with grief at the thought that her daughter might not survive, began to hit and kick Qiao Wanjun, venting her pent-up resentment from over a decade ago.

Qiao Jingjing wanted to shout, but her throat was too dry and she was extremely weak, so she couldn't make a sound.

A small figure flashed through the doorway, peeking out to watch her parents argue and fight. Her eyes were filled with tears, and she raised her dirty little hand to wipe her nose, but then suddenly realized that Qiao Jingjing was awake. She quickly ran to the bedside.

"Sister, you're awake! Wow, sister, you're finally awake! Mingming, go get me some water." After saying that, she turned around and ran outside, wiping her nose with her sleeve as she ran. If you looked closely at the sleeve facing the door, you could even see the reflection.

Qiao Jingjing was very pleased with the little one's suggestion to go pour water.

Lin Cuicui had already looked over when she heard her son speak, and when she saw her daughter leaning against the wall while holding onto the bed, she quickly ran over.

She was already in tears after only a few steps.