Chapter 3: Big Aunt, Watch Your Step

Seeing Lee Shuhua becoming increasingly irritable, a few middle-aged women, who were also afraid of causing a big scene, held onto her. Yet, Lee Shuhua would not listen to anyone trying to calm her down; she angrily shook off those holding her hand and stepped forward, not realizing that a stone of no particular size on the ground had her stumble toward a nearby tree, falling hard and forming a big bump on her head.

"Ow..." Lee Shuhua fell to the ground, clutching her forehead and howling in pain.

No one had expected Lee Shuhua to actually fall on the ground due to her own misfortune, and because of their shock, they just stood there, resulting in no one coming to her aid.

Qin Qin's lips curled into a smile, "Big Aunt, watch your step!" It seemed the visions she saw could become reality. She should try it out more next time. Since her rebirth, other than her family's financial situation, everything seemed rather nice—a space called 'Medicine Realm,' and these peculiar eyes that allowed her to see future events.

[Master, that's so mean!]

In the space, Xiao Fong flapped its wings. If the master disliked someone, it would dislike them too. This woman was really detestable.

Lee Shuhua, still clutching her forehead, glared at Qin Qin, who was taking delight in her misfortune, "Qin Qin, your mother..."

"Sister-in-law, I respect you as my sister-in-law, but not to the point of allowing you to insult my daughter at will. Sister-in-law's forehead is bleeding; better go and put some medicine on that. As for the five hundred dollars, I'll find a way to pay you back in the next couple of days."

Qin Qin looked at Qin An, who was speaking coldly—an intonation she never recalled Qin An using on anyone before. Perhaps this was the first time she'd witnessed it.

She hadn't expected Qin An would speak so coldly to Lee Shuhua on her behalf. Was this... affection?

No, Qin Qin, you mustn't go soft. Have you forgotten the lesson? That deadly lesson.

Lee Shuhua wanted to continue cursing but was half-dragged away by a few middle-aged women.

Seeing Lee Shuhua leave, Qin An finally turned around, "Qinqin, go inside and rest. Don't bother with your Big Aunt."

Qin Qin nodded lightly and walked toward the modest single-story house she would now call home.

Entering her room, she surveyed its arrangement—simple to the extreme. There was a single bed with a washed-out white bedsheet, opposite the bed and by the window stood an old wooden desk, neatly stacked with books, and not far from the desk was a small, aged dark-colored wardrobe with a mirror in the center.

Qin Qin walked to the wardrobe and looked at herself in the glass.

She was about one meter sixty-five, with a figure that was slender and exquisite. Her face was also quite pretty—with willow-brow eyes like crescent moons, crystal-clear and pitch-black eyes, a delicate and beautiful nose, and small, rosy lips.

After two days of rest, the redness around her eye sockets had somewhat subsided, and the scabbed wound was healing slowly. The medicine in this world really had a poor effect; when she had time, she decided to prepare some herself.

Qin Qin lifted her head and touched her eyes as she looked into the mirror. She realized that these eyes were quite nice—intricately clear, shining like brilliant stars in the night, lustrously captivating.

"These eyes are indeed strange, almost like ghost eyes. What's the deal with those visions?"

Qin Qin murmured quietly to herself, when suddenly, Xiao Fong's clear voice reached her ears.

[Master, I've heard that thousands of years ago, the Ghost King also had a pair of ghost eyes, said to see through people's past and future, all the filth of the mortal world.]

"Oh, these are not bad eyes at all. Seems like this rebirth isn't too shabby, either."

["Master, you deserve the best things in the world. Since heaven has bestowed these eyes upon you, it's a blessing for you, Master."]

"Hehe, you sure have a way with words."

Forget it, why get so entangled? Since heaven has given them to her, she should make good use of them. It's actually quite nice to have such a pair of eyes.

The next day, Qin Qin woke up quite early, opened her door, and jogged alone around the street. Her body was in terrible shape; she had to work out. She couldn't be like her last life, knowing only medicine until she was easily killed in the end.

After running for about an hour, it was already seven in the morning. The weather in October wasn't too cold, quite refreshing and pleasant.

When she returned home, Qin Qin found that Qin An was already standing at the doorway. Inside a rather old tricycle were many apples, and Qin An was placing a scale and food bags into the tricycle when he saw Qin Qin coming back from outside and asked in surprise, "Qinqin, you're up?"

Qin An looked at Qin Qin with some shock; how could his daughter come in from outside so early? She was the one who loved to sleep in the most.

Approaching Qin An, Qin Qin looked at the tricycle's contents and raised her head, "Couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk. What are you up to?"

Qin An gave a forthright smile, "Dad's going out to sell fruits. Breakfast is ready; you eat at home and rest well."

Sell fruits?! Qin Qin slightly frowned, her mind then flooded with many things. Qin An was disabled, and few people sought him for work. He could only rely on some income from the fields and selling fruits and vegetables at the market with the tricycle to support the two of them.

For a moment, she felt a complex emotion inside as she watched Qin An greet her and leave with the tricycle, pedaling away with difficulty with his left hand.

Qin Qin turned to watch Qin An's thin silhouette, one hand guiding the tricycle handle, his feet on the pedals as he departed.

Her heart seemed to feel an irregular pain, and Qin Qin brought her hand up to her chest.

Was this... the feeling of paternal love?!

Once upon a time, she was adopted by her master as a child. The master had only her and a senior sister as disciples. In her eyes, her master and senior sister were her family. Her master was always strict with her, and if she did poorly, cruel punishment awaited. And her senior sister... had killed her.

Now reborn in another world, this Qin An made her experience a different kind of emotion, a love emanating from deep within the heart that wouldn't scold her for doing poorly, that wouldn't...

No, Qin Qin, wasn't the lesson from that time not enough? Have you forgotten the lesson?

No, no, no, why? There was always a voice inside her head contradicting her.

Qin An was a good man, not like her master, not like her senior sister, because in his eyes, his daughter would always be his daughter, no matter how difficult his life was. He wanted to give his daughter the best and do everything in his power to ensure she lived worry-free, even though the previous Qin Qin had always resented him, resented him for being disabled and not being able to give her a wonderful life.

What a foolish man, but this is what fatherly love is, isn't it? An unconditional outpouring of love!

Returning inside, Qin Qin stared at the breakfast on the table, remaining stationary. It seemed to be the first time someone had earnestly made breakfast for her, even if it was just simple vegetables and a bowl of clear porridge.

In the past, she had thousands of servants yet she was still lonely. Now, it felt as if a warm current flowed through her heart, so comfortable, so touching.

"Qin Qin, are you at home?"