Crossing Over to Yamada Love

Mu Lan looked around and saw that the first person to enter was an elderly man, probably in his fifties, with a long beard and a very kind face, just like the doctors often portrayed on television. He was both respectable and approachable. He must be Doctor Qin.

A boy followed the doctor in, about the same age as Mo Lan's older sister. He had delicate features and resembled Mo Lan's sister somewhat; he was probably the original owner's older brother. He was also dressed in plain clothes, which were also clean. However, the color of his clothes was the same pale white, and for some reason, Mu Lan felt her eyes sting slightly from the pale color.

Wait, two more women appeared behind the boy. The one in front was probably around 50 years old, with a fairly good-looking face; one could tell she had been quite pretty in her youth. She wore a dark blue silk skirt and a matching embroidered jacket, the material of which wasn't cloth, but silk. It was far superior to the coarse cloth skirt her grandmother wore. However, she had powdered her face, making her appear pale but giving her an old hag-like air.

She pushed the boy aside, glanced at the scene inside, and pursed her lips, saying, "It's just a minor bump. Why is this little girl so precious? She even made Erlang go and fetch a doctor, and had the eldest son's wife take Xiao San'er to the fields to call the eldest brother and our master back. If this delays the work, we'll starve. Since your eldest son's family cares so much about this girl, then you can pay for the doctor yourself. Don't go through the public treasury; our second son's family won't honor the debt later."

She had barely finished speaking when the younger woman behind her chimed in, "That's right, Mother is right. Aunt and I always complain about being poor and have no money, feeding us only vegetables every day, not even meat during holidays. Now we have money to hire a doctor. We should use that money to buy some good food to nourish my Zhu and Ju."

What, is her life so worthless? In the eyes of the second wife, being injured and bleeding is not as valuable as a good meal?

Mu Lan frowned, scrutinizing the last woman to enter. She appeared to be around 30 years old, with delicate features and a gilded hairpin in her hair. However, her heavily made-up eyebrows and powder marred her natural beauty. She wore a silver silk skirt and a silver-red embroidered jacket, also made of silk. Her expression was full of disdain, clearly showing her contempt for the people in the room.

Mu Lan was puzzled. Weren't they from poor families? Then why were they all wearing silk? The contrast was so stark. Why?

Suddenly, a strange memory surged into her mind, slowly merging with her memories of her past life.

Because Mu Lan was receiving information from the original owner of the body, she appeared somewhat dazed as Doctor Ren took her pulse. The room was filled with various conversations, which she ignored.

Finally, she finished receiving the information from the original owner of the body. Mu Lan sorted through the original owner's memories. It turned out that there were two heads of this family, her grandfather Mo Quan and her second grandfather Mo Jin. The two were brothers. Because their parents died early and their sisters had all married and moved away, and because the surname Mo was not a common surname in this village, the two brothers were afraid of being bullied by outsiders, so they agreed not to separate the family and to live together.

Because the two families lived together, Mo Quan's side was referred to as the "eldest son's family," and Mo Jin's side as the "second son's family." All their income went into a common treasury, managed by Mo Quan's wife, Wang, who was in charge of finances, social obligations, household expenses, and daily life.

The father of the body that Mu Lan is wearing is Mo Changhe, the second son of Mo Quan, the eldest son's wife. Her mother, Qiu, has four children, and Mu Lan is the third child, named Mo Lan. She is nine years old this year.

The little girl who had helped her fetch water earlier was her older sister, Mo Mei, and the boy who came in with the doctor later was her older brother, Mo Song. They were twins, but Mo Song was born a few minutes earlier than Mo Mei. They were both 12 years old.

The old vixen who pushed Mo Song—oh, no, the old woman—was none other than Feng, Mo Jin's wife. Following behind her was her daughter-in-law, Cui.

Cui's husband was the only son of the second wife, so after Cui married into the family, she was very obedient to her mother-in-law.

The original owner of the body she transmigrated into was lively and energetic, and quite clever, though a bit naive. She was doted on by her grandmother at home; her grandfather was rather strict, but treated her fairly well. Her parents were good to her, and her older brother and sister were also kind to her, as was her younger brother. A very loving family, Mu Lan sighed! In her previous life, she had no older siblings. She never expected to have them here, but that wasn't bad; at least she had two more people who cared for her. It was just that the second branch of the family was a bit...unpleasant.

Once Mulan figured out why this body was injured and that's why she was transported here, she was both amused and exasperated.

Mu Lan rubbed her head. She had thought it was God's way of compensating her by letting her transmigrate to the side of her grandmother and mother from her previous life, thinking she could finally enjoy their warmth. But then this second family appeared. She knew God wouldn't be so kind to her.

Mu Lan sorted through the original owner's past memories. She glanced around the room, taking in everyone's expressions. She thought to herself: From now on, she is Mo Lan, a maid of the Mo family (for convenience, the female lead will be referred to as Mo Lan from now on). Since she will be living in this world, she will live well. She will love and cherish her kind family members even more. As for those who are unkind to her, she's sorry, she's not the original owner, and she has no blood relation to them. She will never tolerate them just because they share the surname Mo.

"Where do you feel unwell now? Do you have any symptoms of dizziness or vomiting?" Doctor Chen asked Mo Lan after taking her pulse.

"I don't feel like vomiting, but my head hurts a lot. I'm also a little dizzy," Mo Lan replied softly to Doctor Chen.

Before the doctor could reply, Mo Lan's second wife, Madam Feng, chimed in, "I told you it would be nothing serious. A little blood won't kill her. She's just a little girl acting like a rich lady. Why call a doctor? Doesn't she even have the life to survive?"

“Exactly, they don’t even know their background. A rich young lady? Pah! My Ju’er is more like that.” Madam Cui echoed her mother-in-law. The expressions on the faces of the two women were identical, both filled with disdain.

"Shut up! What business is it of yours what Lan's fate is? If you say another word, get out." Grandma Wang, Mo Lan's grandmother, frowned and said sternly to the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law of the second branch of the family.

"Huh?" Mo Lan looked at her grandmother in surprise. In the original owner's memories, her grandmother, Madam Wang, had always been a very easygoing person with no temper. She was also very tolerant of the second branch of the family. In her previous life, her grandmother was also a very kind person. She had never argued with anyone in her entire life. Today, she had only just transmigrated here, and she already saw her grandmother with a stern face. This was quite unusual.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, Madam Feng and Madam Cui, stared in astonishment at Mo Lan's grandmother, Madam Wang, their mouths agape. Had the sun risen in the west today? Why was this old lady suddenly so fierce? She was actually telling them to shut up and even wanted to kick them out.

Madam Feng pursed her lips, but didn't say anything more. At that moment, she felt that her sister-in-law, Madam Wang, possessed a kind of imposing aura that she had never seen before. And this aura made her somewhat afraid.

Seeing that her mother-in-law remained silent, Cui also wisely kept her mouth shut and did not interrupt.

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Today is Children's Day, and my husband and I spent the whole day playing with our daughter. Seeing her happy little face, Xuexue feels so blessed!

Xuexue wishes all children in the world a happy Children's Day and good health!