SCT-Novel Chapter 598
Chapter 598
Chapter 598: Chapter 590: She Wants to Go Home Chapter 598: Chapter 590: She Wants to Go Home She had seen rural kitchens before and used the traditional stoves there.
“Light the fire.”
Old Madam Song pushed Tang Yuxin towards the stove without further ado, rolled up her own sleeves and started cooking.
“Cough...”
Tang Yuxin, coughing, stoked the stove, remaining silent.
Whatever old Madam Song commanded, she obeyed: Light the fire, fetch water, don’t talk, she did it all.
In the midst of all this uncertainty, she couldn’t do anything else.
She couldn’t run, and she didn’t dare to either.
She knew the consequences if she tried to run, she would be beaten.
...
There was a possibility she wouldn’t even make it out of the village, but die here instead.
Old Madam Song, however, seemed satisfied with her docile behavior.
“Mom, I’m hungry.
Is the food ready yet?”
Song Dashaa’s booming voice filled the room.
He ran directly into the kitchen, lifting the pot with one hand and holding a bowl in the other.
Seeing that the meal was not ready yet, his face immediately fell.
“Mom, where’s the food?”
“Almost ready, almost ready.”
Old Madam Song, hasty and placating, addressed her son.
She then glanced at Tang Yuxin, her expression changing.
“Stoke the fire faster.
Are you hungry or not?”
Without a word, Tang Yuxin’s stomach let out a loud growl.
She touched the corner of her mouth as she fetched more firewood to add to the stove.
If she weren’t in possession of her memories, she might begin to believe she had been reborn as some unfortunate young bride again.
“Mom, hurry up!”
Song Dashaa kicked the oven angrily, the next kick landing on Tang Yuxin.
Kicking the oven didn’t hurt him, but kicking Tang Yuxin did.
Tang Yuxin’s thin frame bore the brunt of the kick, the pain shooting through her.
She clenched her teeth in response, scrambling over to Old Madam Song and tugging at her sleeve.
“Mom, I don’t like her.
Get rid of her.”
She laughed bitterly at the thought of her inability to bear children in the future.
All her life, she had dreamt of having her own child.
She had always been extremely careful about her health, never letting herself come into contact with cold water.
After she got her periods, she would drink a specific herbal soup every month to nurture her health.
However, all of that had come to naught.
Just because of one incident…
She gnawed on her cornbread, swallowing the tasteless crumb while washing it down with icy water.
Before she could finish eating, old Madam Song threw a broom in her direction.
“Go clean the courtyard.
If I see even a single leaf, you’ll get a thrashing.”
Tang Yuxin gripped the broom tightly, limping through the sweeping.
Her leg, almost broken by Song Dashaa, throbbed with pain.
She was relieved her bone hadn’t broken; otherwise, she might have ended up disabled.
She swept her way through the yard, the wind stirring the fallen leaves into a desolate whirl.
Despite everything, she still had some hope.
She wanted to go back home.
She missed her father.
She wanted to continue being a doctor.
She still wanted to save Gu Ning.
She didn’t want him to suffer, like in her previous life.
The wind blew into her eyes, causing her to blink, and she swallowed the lump in her throat.
The iron chain that bound her ankle chafed her skin, causing wounds that bled, healed, and reopened.
She opened the door and entered.
It was the kitchen, huge and pitch black, with piles of firewood.
She found herself a corner, where she sat, hugging her knees, letting the cold wind caress her thin clothing.
The clothes bore an unpleasant smell, but she had become desensitized to it; perhaps because she had been wearing the same thing for too long.
Her sense of smell and touch were numbed.
After all, she only had that one piece of clothing.
No matter how dirty it got, she couldn’t wash it.
She sat curled up in the corner.
The familiar sound of the wind rustling the leaves outside filled the room, piercingly clear.
Perhaps it was because of the silence that she could hear the noises outside.