Cleanup not allowed [Quick Transmigration]

Having a son is "Jia" and giving birth to a daughter is "Baojia"

Women who have not given birth to boys cannot attend weddings, and mourning for men is more important than mourning for women.

This is patriarchy.

With the development of society, electricity is available in remote villages. This is a "prosperous village" with inconvenient transportation and backward facilities. The usual source of income is mainly from farming and wholesale potatoes, and life is poor. It's delicious.

Although the transportation is inconvenient, but in order to survive better, the village head gathered everyone's strength to build a small road to facilitate the export of yams and grains. If you have a little money, you can go outside with the truck to take a look, or When there are children in the village who are admitted to junior high schools outside the village, they go out with the school bus.

"Prosperity Village" has a small population, with only a little more than 100 households. There are primary schools and junior high schools in the village. If you haven't passed the high school entrance examination outside the village, it means that your studies have come to an end.

Zhao Qingqing walked on the muddy road with her head down, carrying a schoolbag painted with various paints on her back. From the tattered bag, she could clearly see the books with several layers of adhesive tape and still have cracks.

It was obvious at a glance that he was bullied at school, and it was the worst method.

The girl was walking on the road, so thin that she could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Zhao Qingqing touched the wound at the corner of her mouth with her hand. It was pushed to the ground by the boys at the school and bruised, but she didn't cry out for pain, because there were more painful wounds on her body.

It was the fight between father and mother.

The girl raised her head, her sallow and thin face was indifferent and numb that didn't match her age.

She is not Zhao Qingqing, or she is not the current Zhao Qingqing.

In the future she is a woman in the red light district, a prostitute named Zhao Qingqing, and this body is her childhood body.

After she died, she returned to her childhood. It would be such a joy to come back from the dead, but Zhao Qingqing could do nothing but resent her. She didn't think there was any difference between her in the future and her now.

A woman born in this village has long been cursed, and a woman should not have been born.

Zhao Qingqing recalled her childhood life, and her thin body shivered reflexively. Since she can remember, she has never had a good day, and she is not as important as a beast at home.

She has been studying hard since she went to school, but it is a pity that she did not leave the village because of family reasons when she was promoted to junior high school. Finally, she was successfully admitted by city a with high scores during her high school entrance examination, and she finally walked out. At that moment The happiest time in her life, but unfortunately...

Zhao Qingqing's withered eyes couldn't even shed tears. She didn't reach City A smoothly. The day before the school bus arrived, she was abducted by human traffickers who sneaked into the village. It was many years later that she knew why her family never found her. because it was her father who sold her.

The nightmare life of childhood intensified after being sold, and her virginity was ruined before she was a teenager. She traveled to many cities, and finally settled in the red light district of city b.

So what if you are not reconciled, there is nothing but death to make yourself stand higher, and finally more and more people order her, and she no longer has to serve those guests with eccentricities, and many dignitaries have also named her.

Wear designer clothes, eat fancy food, and die with a dirty body.

If she is happy after the high school entrance examination, then death will be happiness for her.

Why... give her a chance to start over!

Zhao Qingqing clenched her hands tightly. It has been a week since she was reborn as a child, nothing has changed, nothing can be done, so what is the significance of her rebirth.

effort?

This is a ridiculous word. She has been working hard, but some things can't be done without hard work.

If this rebirth made her feel anything, it was her mother. It was something she buried deep in her memory and never thought about it. Thinking about it now makes her extremely complicated.

That is, why she was able to go to school.

How low is the status of women in this village? The girl who can go to school is not because she is favored at home, but because the family has some small capital to fully support a family with multiple girls who go to school. Although her family has only one child , but the family is not rich.

She didn't think much about it when she was a child, but now that she thinks about it, what a shocking answer, so shocking that even if her mother and her memory have never changed, they beat her, scolded her, and abused her the same way, but in her heart Apart from disappointment, there is no way to complain like in the previous life.

The way back was very long, Zhao Qingqing tightened the belt of her schoolbag, she didn't want to go back, even if she knew what she had neglected when she was a child, it didn't mean she didn't change anything now.

But... she had to go back, Zhao Qingqing quickened her pace, if she didn't go back sooner she would be beaten, she was afraid that she would never wake up again if she was beaten severely in her current body.

She has always cherished life very much, and she is still alive after being humiliated in her previous life. Even if this rebirth is not what she wanted, but she is still alive, then she will continue to live.

Because of last year's reform, tile-roofed houses of the same specifications were successively built in the village, but because her family is poor, she has not kept up with the pace of the times and can only live in an earthen house.

For this, Zhao Qingqing was not surprised, because the mother was the only one who worked in the family, and the father and grandparents lived only on the mother's income. Under such circumstances, the father still went to eat, drink, and gamble.

As a woman here, she is naturally numb, and her mother is very cowardly, and she can't do anything to resist except to send the pain to her daughter. When Zhao Qingqing was beaten since she was a child, what she heard the most was...

Why are you not a boy!

Zhao Qingqing pushed open the door, closed her eyes and waited for her mother, who had been exhausted all morning and had nowhere to vent, to beat her up.

This has long been commonplace, and she has long been used to being beaten, by guests, bosses, colleagues, parents, and relatives.

Zhao Qingqing frowned tightly, but after waiting for a long time without pain, she opened her eyes slightly.

An elderly woman stood beside the tattered and clean table. Her sallow face was full of wrinkles, her lips were dry, and she was wearing a light garment made of rags. Her emaciated body seemed to be unable to stand still.

People in the countryside get married early, and no one can tell that this is a woman in her 30s. The vicissitudes in her eyes look like an old woman in her dying years.

If it is normal, what should be seen is a cowardly but cruel mother, which is really rare like now.

Although Zhao Qingqing was a little puzzled, she still stood there without moving. What she was afraid of was that her mother would torture her in different ways.

Zhao Qingqing smiled wryly. She hated her mother since she was a child. Her beatings were no different from that of the drunken father, except that his father beat him to death, while her mother just wanted to vent her dissatisfaction.

Even so, her mother still exists special in her heart, at least when her mother is in a better mood, she is still very gentle to her, not to mention that she now understands the truth about her going to school, she hates and loves such a mother, Just hit it, anyway, it's something I'm used to.

"...Mom?" Zhao Qingqing made a trembling sound, which was a conditioned reflex from the body, the body had long remembered the feeling of pain.

The elderly-looking woman glanced at the little girl, then turned her head away, and walked to the next room without asking for anything from the little girl, as if she was just passing by the living room from another room.

The woman didn't seem to feel the substantial gaze behind her, and closed the door with a bang, isolating the suspicious and somewhat relieved girl.

Fo Yuan sat on the ground weakly, covering his eyes with callused hands. If you look carefully, you will find some corpse spots on the exposed skin.

This woman possessed by Buddha's fate has been dead for more than two hours.

Foyuan gently lifted his hand covering his eyes, there was a dazzling light on the top of the room, the light shone into the eyes, and there was a tingling sensation, and a vague feeling of wanting to cry.

He had never been so tired before, and the last world seemed to have used up all his strength.

Foyuan sighed, stood up staggeringly and turned off the light. If the husband of this body came back and saw that the light was still on, he didn't know what he would do. This body can't stand any trouble now.

When it went dark with a snap, Foyuan suddenly woke up, what was he doing, what if he couldn't stand the toss, wasn't this body already dead, and he...wouldn't die at all.

"What the hell is going on in this situation." Foyuan couldn't laugh or cry, how could he become like this.

Ever since he chose to die in his last life, he knew that he would never become a Buddha. how?These do not determine that he must become a Buddha.

What about the expectations of the master, what about the pleadings of the common people?This does not determine that he must satisfy their ideas.

From the very beginning, I never thought about myself. The only thing I thought about for myself was not wanting to disappear. This is the instinct of anything in the world, and Foyuan doesn't want to forget the instinct.If he forgets, then he really doesn't exist, and everything he does now will be meaningless.

He has always remembered what Gongxi Heishi said in the last life, and he can do whatever he wants, as long as he doesn't make himself regret it, it's worth it.

Foyuan sat cross-legged on the ground. He was originally a demon, but he never had a demon's body, but now it doesn't matter anymore. After such a long time of reincarnation, Foyuan knows that everything is in the soul, and the body is just a pair of It's just a skin.

Since the mind was broadened, the previously neglected monster power stored in the soul has been accumulating vigorously, and now it is just right to use it on this decaying body.

In another time and space far away, Gong Xizhuo was sitting on a stool with his chin resting on his chin, watching the body floating in the air gradually disappear, and his lover's body was about to disappear, but he was not in a hurry at all, and even showed a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Father, Foyuan's heart demon body has disappeared. It seems that he has understood what is going on with such things as entities. I will see him soon. My little Gongxi Zhuo is so lonely."

Gongxi Heishi, who gradually appeared from behind him, looked at the aggrieved expression on his son's face and shook his head in dissatisfaction: "It's that pervert Yaotian who led you to ruin."

Gongxi Zhuo squinted: "I think you are quite happy."

"No." Gongxi Heishi pouted, hesitating for a moment: "...Although it's very comfortable and good, but doing that kind of thing doesn't even have time to eat."

Gong Xizhuo's eyes widened, and he quickly covered his father's mouth, he was relieved to make sure that the people lying in the inner room didn't hear him.

"Father, please keep your voice down. I'll teach you a method. I'll make sure it's comfortable and edible, and my mother will definitely like it." Gong Xizhuo looked mysterious.

Gongxi Heishi also hurriedly covered Gongxi Er poked his mouth: "It's not that you don't know how sensitive Yaotian is to the word mother, and you still said that you wanted to wake him up, besides, Yaotian was also my first life father. The emperor, you are not right to call it that."

Gong Xizhuo said that he did it on purpose, who made him suffer from all kinds of tricks by that person when he was a child.

"Your circle is really chaotic, it's not right to call it anyway, so let's call it that way, I'm just calling it in private." Gong Xizhuo admitted that he didn't dare to call it in front of his face, thinking that he would be ashamed if he accidentally uttered these two words at the beginning. He still remembers the painful experience of being kicked to the lower realm.

Gongxi Heishi coughed dryly, as if he hadn't heard his son's complaint, and his eyes widened excitedly when he thought of the conversation that had just been interrupted: "...Well, what is the method you just said."

Gongxi Zhuo ambiguously leaned into Gongxi Heishi's ear: "Have you ever heard of the feast of the human body?"

Gongxi Heishi was stunned for a moment and immediately realized, with a look of disgust on his face: "Isn't it dirty to eat things on your body?"

……

"Dirty your head, you cleanliness freak!" At some point, a tall and handsome man stood behind Gongxi Heishi, kicking Gongxi Heishi's ass.

Gongxi Heishi squatted down aggrieved, and looked up at the man who was still tall and noble even with dense hickey marks on his neck: "...It's obviously dirty."

Gongxi Yaotian kicked again unceremoniously: "Then tell me who was the one who gnawed happily last night."

Gongxi Zhuo looked at the two flirting and cursing speechlessly, a feeling of helplessness in a long-distance relationship arose in vain, and he really wanted to have a human body feast with Foyuan...

Fo Yuan, who was meditating, felt a chill rise from his back to the tip of his hair.

Foyuan opened his eyes slightly and took a look. He was relieved when he found nothing. Now he doesn't need to go to Gong Xizhuo to get back the demon body. As long as the spiritual power of the soul is strong enough, he can squeeze a new shell Sub is not a problem.

It wasn't until all the corpse spots on his hands were pressed down that Foyuan stood up, dead is dead, all he can do is to slow down the rate of decay.

It's a pity that 101 is no longer there.

101 copied his emotions and used them as materials for making souls, but now he can't give it anything. From 101's point of view, its host can't be a normal human being at all.

Foyuan felt very sorry for this, obviously 101 helped him so much, but he couldn't fulfill its wish.

Buddha's relationship is not without emotions, but it is still weaker than human beings in all aspects, and it is not enough for 101 to be used as a material.

[It's enough, I don't feel sad about it, I'm just a little disappointed.I am very happy to know you, you see, at least I can still express some emotions, and I am very grateful to you for letting me understand these.I may not be with you in the future, and you are fine if you are alone. If you think you can do it, then do it. After all, we are not human beings. 】

Thinking of what 101 left behind at the end, Foyuan sighed softly. Although 101 doesn't talk much, this machine is a good teacher and helpful friend to him. Next, it will go to Master Lian. I hope Master Lian can help it and find it. A better host than him.

Hearing the crackling sound of cleaning up outside, Fo Yuan focused on himself.It must be the daughter of this body who is packing things outside.

Without 101, Foyuan doesn't know what kind of world this is, and doesn't know if it belongs to the description in a certain novel, but he just got the memory of this body.

This is the "Prosperity Village", with serious patriarchy. The name of this body is Liu Yuling, and she is also one of the women who were poisoned by this feudal ideology.

Cowardly, numb, and brutal at the same time.

When a person is under extreme oppression, the beast in his heart will be released on another weak body that can be controlled. The daughter of this body is one of the tools to vent.

Maternal love is another limit.

Cruelty and maternal love are vividly embodied in Liu Yuling, and it can also be said to be vividly embodied in the women of "Prosperity Village".

Liu Yuling loves her daughter deeply, she is willing to sell herself to her father-in-law in order to let her daughter go to school, and escape the village just so that her daughter can be admitted to a good school.

At the same time, Liu Yuling hated her daughter. It would have been nice if she had given birth to a boy, so she wouldn't have to suffer so much, so she could cruelly abuse her to find out her dissatisfaction.

Foyuan looked at this tragic body, Liu Yuling's failure to give birth to a daughter was the heart disease of the whole family, since she gave birth to her daughter, she had not had a good day, she was played by her father-in-law, abused by her mother-in-law, and beaten by her husband.

If it hurts, Foyuan has had enough in these lifetimes.

"Ahhhh—"! ! !

There was a scream outside, and Fo Yuan clearly heard that it was the voice of Zhao Qingqing, the daughter of this body.

It was Zhao Da who came back.

Foyuan narrowed his eyes, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes.

Foyuan is very clear about how this body died, not only because of overwork, but also because of Zhao Da's beating yesterday.

"Little bastard, how dare you give me a wink to see if I won't beat you to death, you lose money!" Zhao Dana's unheard voice sounded like killing a pig, and the neighbors around impatiently closed the windows and doors. Closed, but no one came to help, as if this is normal and can't be normal anymore.

Zhao Qingqing spat out a mouthful of ascites from the beating, her malnourished body shivered and shivered, and she hardly ate any food, so she was completely blinded by the beating and did not move for a long time.

Zhao Da spat foul-smelling saliva on the people on the ground: "What's the use of me raising you, you don't know how to do anything, you just know how to spend my money."

He burped as he spoke, his face flushed like a skinned pig, and he smelled of alcohol all over his body: "Damn woman, hurry up, burp, get out of here quickly, money, give me the money, I won't believe in winning!" No."

When Zhao Da saw someone coming out, he squinted his mung bean-sized eyes for a while, and suddenly smiled wretchedly: "You woman, why do you look better, have you been nourished by the old man, come on, let me I also have a taste."

As he spoke, he walked towards Buddha Yuan twisted and twisted: "It's cool to be a wife after drinking, it's really cool."

Fo Yuan looked away in disgust, the visual pollution was too serious.

When Zhao Da's fat hand was about to touch Foyuan, Foyuan did not hesitate to lift a brick out of Zhao Da's field of view and smash it down. Before Zhao Da could react, he fell to the ground and twitched a few times. The next will no longer act.

Foyuan endured his disgust and pulled Zhao Da to the table leg, and moved his head to smear on the corner of the table, until he created the illusion that he accidentally slipped and hit the corner of the table.

After that, Foyuan threw the bricks out of the window at the corner with the neighbor's house, and then lay on Zhao Da's body and cried loudly.

"Woooo, Zhao Da, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!