A Hint of DisdainDong Jiaojiao hurried back to her family courtyard with the beads she had just acquired.
On the way, she ran into the neighbor, Sister Wang Cuihua, who asked if she had eaten.
Of course, Dong Jiaojiao hadn't eaten, but she had something more important to do and barely paid attention to the question. She quickly headed home and locked the door behind her.
Sister Wang Cuihua sighed sympathetically and said to another military wife, Cai Xiuqin, "It's tough for little Dong. Her husband hasn't returned since she came here."
Cai Xiuqin, who lived on the same floor, was aware of Dong Jiaojiao's situation and nodded in agreement.
Inside the house, Dong Jiaojiao sat cross-legged on the bed with a pair of scissors and two stone beads in front of her. One was Dong Jiankuo's, and the other was hers.
She pricked her finger and watched the blood flow out, first testing her bead, but it showed no reaction at all.
Then she tested her brother's bead. The blood was instantly absorbed by the bead, and before long, it turned into a pile of powder that scattered with the breeze...
At the same time, a magical space appeared in Dong Jiaojiao's mind.
Dong Jiaojiao was ecstatic. She had succeeded! The space was real!
With a thought, she entered the space.
In the center of the boundless grassy field was a small spiritual spring, less than two meters in diameter, with crystal-clear water.
Dong Jiaojiao immediately recognized it as the spiritual spring from her previous life, which Lu Yao had owned. Lu Yao used the spring water to become increasingly beautiful, with skin as smooth as cream, and the water had healing properties.
Although it couldn't cure all diseases, it was effective for minor ailments and injuries, and it provided excellent supplementary treatment for more serious conditions.
In her previous life, Lu Yao had used the spring to help a significant figure, who then owed her a debt of gratitude and took good care of her.
Besides the spiritual spring, the surrounding land in the space could also be cultivated. With the spring's nourishment, anything planted thrived easily and was of better quality than what was sold outside.
However, Lu Yao had found farming too laborious and had only planted some fruit in the beginning before giving up.
Dong Jiaojiao remembered eating cherries from Lu Yao's garden back then, which she thought were luxury items only rich families could afford. Lu Yao had mocked her for it.
Now that Lu Yao no longer had the space, Dong Jiaojiao was eager to see how Lu Yao would fare without it.
Dong Jiaojiao joyfully drank several sips of the spring water. It was cool and slightly sweet, making her feel refreshed.
But soon after, she began to experience severe abdominal pain.
She quickly left the space and ran to the public restroom, barely making it in time.
If she had been even a moment slower, she would have had an embarrassing accident. She could imagine her eighty-year-old grandmother pointing at her and telling her younger granddaughter, "Look, that's the person who had an accident. Don't follow her example!"
As Dong Jiaojiao squatted in the restroom, she resolved to buy a house with a private bathroom in the future.
"Ai, why is it so stinky? Who's messing up the pit? This smell is unbearable! I can't stand it anymore!"
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Rebirth in the 1970s: Refusing to Be a Side Character
General FictionSummary: After dying, Dong Jiaojiao discovers her life was a story in which she was the original protagonist, but her fate was stolen by a transmigrator, leading to her tragic end. Given a second chance, she is determined to rewrite her destiny an...