A lonely, unlucky military officer with a stubborn fate insisted on marrying me.

Lin Yinyin opened her eyes and saw the blackened roof beams.

Didn't she starve to death?

"Slap!" A slap suddenly came.

A burning pain shot straight up to the top of my head.

Lin Yinyin was slapped so hard she saw stars and almost died again!

"Still playing dead?"

A shrill female voice shouted impatiently, "Do you want me to slap you twice more to wake you up?"

Lin Yinyin looked at the nagging woman in a daze.

A middle-aged woman with a black mole on the corner of her mouth, wearing a maroon floral jacket, stood by the kang (a heated brick bed) with her hands on her hips, glaring fiercely at her.

"What are you looking at? Get up and get dressed right now, the Wang family will be here to pick you up soon!"

This is... the original owner's stepmother, Lin Xiulan.

Standing next to her was a spectator, her stepbrother... Lin Baogui.

Unfamiliar memories surged back, and Lin Yinyin covered her head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

A father who died young, a mother who died of illness, a cold-blooded stepfather, and now this stepmother is about to sell her!

She transmigrated into the body of a pitiful little boy who had lost both his parents.

But thankfully she's still alive, which is better than anything else.

Just as she was feeling a sense of relief, she suddenly sensed a wave of malevolence washing over her.

Seeing that she didn't react, Lin Xiulan reached out and grabbed Lin Yinyin's hair.

Lin Yinyin's eyes narrowed. She hadn't settled the score for the slap she received earlier, and now this woman dared to hit her again. Did she really think she was a pushover?

"You son of a bitch!" she cursed, then twisted her waist and neatly dodged to the side.

At the same time, precisely grab the wrist that is grabbing you and pinch the other person's wrist bone.

With just this movement, she felt a piercing pain in her arm, but she didn't care anymore and twisted it with all her might.

Ouch! It hurts!

"My hand! It's going to break!" Lin Xiulan screamed in pain.

Her body was twisted and tilted, and she hurriedly tried to pry Lin Yinyin's fingers off with her other hand, but she couldn't reach them.

Seeing this, Lin Baogui cursed, "You little bitch, you've gone too far!" and kicked Lin Yinyin.

Lin Yinyin immediately released Lin Xiulan, bent down to dodge the kick, and at the same time raised her foot to kick Lin Baogui hard in the back of his knee.

"thump!"

Lin Baogui knelt down in a sorry state, wincing in pain.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xiulan was both shocked and furious. "You...you actually dared to hit us?"

Lin Yinyin couldn't help but roll her eyes. "Nonsense! If I don't hit you, do you expect me to be kidnapped and sold to that 30-year-old idiot who's still drooling?"

In order to raise fifty yuan for Lin Baogui's bride price, the stepmother sold the original owner of the body to a mentally challenged man in the next village.

The original owner resisted to the death, but was pushed and shoved, hitting the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and died from a sudden loss of breath.

Hearing Lin Yinyin say this, Lin Xiulan not only showed no remorse, but instead became even more self-righteous, "Hmph! Don't be ungrateful!"

You've been a jinx since you were little!

"You killed your own father and made your own mother sick. If I hadn't found someone like Wang Dagen, who has a strong destiny, to neutralize the evil spirits, you would have died long ago!"

"Wang Dashan is so good, why don't you marry him!" Lin Yinyin raised an eyebrow and asked.

These words made Lin Xiulan's face turn ashen instantly, while Lin Yinyin's mind was filled with the original owner's memories.

The original owner had just been born when her grandmother suddenly fell ill and passed away.

I learned to walk at the age of one, and then my grandfather passed away.

Her father passed away when she was eight; her mother died when she was fourteen.

The series of misfortunes coincidentally proved her to be "destined to be alone and cursed".

No one cared about her grief over losing her loved ones; instead, they were all busy labeling her a "jinx."

Unfortunately, she took other people's malice seriously and transformed from a lively little girl into a pitiful little thing cowering in a corner.

Thinking of this, the coldness in Lin Yinyin's eyes intensified.

She approached Lin Xiulan step by step.

Lin Xiulan was so frightened by the fierce look in her eyes that her voice trembled: "You... what are you doing!"

"You...you stay away! I'm your elder, you dare touch me!"

"elder?"

Lin Yinyin scoffed, "Just a stepmother, and she really thinks she's something special!"

After her biological father died, her biological mother married Lin Dayong.

After his biological mother died, Lin Dayong quickly married Lin Xiulan.

From then on, her life was plunged into misery.

She'd scold you if you didn't light the fire in the morning, beat you if you fed the pigs too slowly, and even hit your wrist if you took an extra bite of pickled vegetables with your chopsticks.

She even heard about some evil magic from somewhere, and they actually inserted four needles into the inside of her wrist, the back of her forearm, and the Daling and Sidu acupoints, saying it was called "pressure acupoint killing" to seal her evil energy!

Four sewing needles were hidden in her flesh, causing her excruciating pain with every movement.

What's more, she also has to do laundry, cook, and do farm work!

Lin Yinyin raised her arm, her eyes brimming with anger.

Even a simple action like this was difficult for her, who had survived in the apocalypse for 25 years, to bear, let alone an 18-year-old girl.

She shook her head; she couldn't think about it anymore.

The memories are too cruel; she cannot dwell on the past.

What we should do now is to collect all the debts owed by Lin Xiulan's family, including principal and interest!

Lin Yinyin stared at Lin Xiulan, her steps heavy as she approached step by step.

Upon seeing this, Lin Xiulan was so frightened that she retreated repeatedly, crying, "You, you stay away!"

Lin Yinyin didn't say anything more, but instead raised her foot and kicked Lin Xiulan in the stomach.

However, at that moment, Lin Baogui, who had been kneeling on the ground, got up, grabbed a wooden stick from the corner of the wall, and swung it around with a howl.

"I'll beat you to death, you little bitch!"

Lin Yinyin's eyes sharpened, and she easily dodged to the side.

Although she is a "useless" space ability user with no offensive abilities, she is still more than capable of dealing with a farmer!

Before Lin Baogui could regain his footing, she raised her leg again and kicked him in the back of the knee.

With a "thump," Lin Baogui knelt down again, and the wooden stick in his hand flew out.

Lin Yinyin seized the stick and slapped him on the back with her other hand.

"Snapped!"

The wooden stick struck Lin Baogui's flesh with a strong gust of wind, causing him to grimace in pain.

He was about to open his mouth to say something, but the second and third blows came one after another.

"Smack!"

"Snapped!"

The wooden stick fell one after another on his wrists and arms, which were also the four places where Lin Yinyin had been pricked with needles!

"Aww!"

"Awooo!"

With each slap, Lin Baogui's screams grew louder.

"Stop, stop hitting him!"

Lin Yinyin didn't stop for a moment, "Slap slap!"

"Stop! Stop!"

Seeing Lin Baogui being beaten, Lin Xiulan rushed up and tried to sneak up on Lin Yinyin from behind.

But Lin Yinyin was prepared. She turned around abruptly and struck Lin Xiulan's arm with the wooden stick in her hand.

There was a sharp "crack." "Ouch! My arm! My arm is broken!"

"Bang!" Lin Yinyin raised her foot and kicked her in the waist again.

"Bang!" The next second, Lin Yinyin darted to the door and slammed it shut, beating the dog!

What followed was a one-sided crushing defeat.

(This is my first time writing a historical fiction, so please feel free to leave comments! I wish all those who add it to their bookshelves great success in their studies and careers.)