Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 546

Chapter 546: Chapter 480 Ancient Hunter Family’s Lonely Elder Sister and Younger Brother 1

In this life, Rong Yan was also very happy. Although she and her husband had only one daughter, this daughter was incredibly filial.

Moreover, she was very capable; she inherited her biological father’s company and managed it brilliantly.

Rong Yan left a portion of her money to her daughter, and the majority was spent on charitable causes.

Because the wealth and company left by Qin Ye alone were so immense... immense enough that several generations couldn’t spend it all.

Thus, keeping a portion of her own earnings for her daughter was sufficient.

When she closed her eyes at the age of ninety, the warmth of Qin Ye’s hands still lingered in her palms...

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Rong Yan struggled to open her eyes, only to realize that her body was running a high fever, and her throat was extremely dry, as if scorched by a burning stick.

Clearly, the body was in the throes of a high fever, and even lifting her hand required a great effort.

It seemed she had transmigrated again.

Regarding the word "again," her feelings were subtle, for she had no memories at this moment. Yet, she inexplicably knew who she was and that she didn’t belong to this body.

She had nothing from the past to reminisce about.

But she could access the memories of this body.

It was an imaginary era, and the body’s original owner was also named Rong Yan, who had become an adult just last month.

Originally a family of four, the original owner’s parents, and her younger brother and herself; the brother was much younger, merely five years old.

Three days ago, what was once a happy family of four... was shattered when the original father went hunting in the mountains and accidentally fell off a cliff to his death.

And their ever-loving mother couldn’t withstand the shock and died on the spot.

Now with both parents gone, only the original owner and her young five-year-old brother were left.

The older sibling was a girl, and the boy, capable of carrying on the family name, was just five years old – wasn’t that an invitation for others to covet their possessions?

The original owner’s uncles hoped to carve up the household for themselves.

Indeed, the families were discussing how to divide their property just the day after the funerals.

Since the original owner’s brother was still present, they were negotiating which family would take him in.

As for the original owner... To those people, she was merely a girl, easily married off... given the girl’s looks, she could be sold either as a maid or a concubine, and there would be takers.

The original owner did have a fiancé, but after the death of her parents, her eldest uncle, in collaboration with her other uncles, went to the fiancé’s family to call off the marriage.

They annulled it under the pretense that she had brought ill-fortune upon her parents.

The family’s surname was Li, and the son was a Scholar, headed for a bright future. If not for the respect owed to the original parents, they would have wanted to call off the marriage long ago.

After all, how could marrying a hunter’s village girl befitting? Li’s son was destined for an official position and was also extremely handsome; even marrying the daughter of a high-ranking official was within his means.

But it wouldn’t do for them to initiate the annulment; the son’s reputation mattered.

Now, the opportunity had presented itself.

The original parents had just passed away, adding to the already immense sorrow of being repudiated by her uncles, and to add insult, there was a risk the household couldn’t be preserved.

Even the original Rong Yan herself was to be sold by her uncles.

Overwhelmed with panic and grief, the person succumbed to the fever, only to be replaced by her...

Rong Yan consolidated her memories, exhaling a breath of turbid air, unsure if she should say "fuck."

Just then, a small figure burst through the room door.

Followed by his overly excited voice.

"Sister, give me the bowl." Rong Jin took the empty bowl and ran out with it.

After putting the bowl back in its place, he ran back quickly.

"Sister, our aunt came by earlier... She saw you passed out, didn’t enter the room, and then left... Sister, is aunt planning to sell you? I heard... she was muttering about sending you away tomorrow..."

As Rong Jin spoke, his tears could no longer be held back and started flowing down.

This time he was genuinely scared, "Sister, I don’t want you to go, I don’t want to leave you... wuu wuu..."

His crying was incredibly sorrowful.

It made Rong Yan’s heart also clench with pain, "Okay now, don’t cry, Sister won’t leave you, and Sister won’t be sold."

Upon hearing this, Rong Jin immediately looked up, "Really, is it true?"

Rong Yan looked into his tearful eyes and wiped them gently, "Of course it’s true. When has Sister ever lied to you?"

Rong Jin turned from crying to smiling.

He was truly happy, his greatest wish... was never to be separated from his sister.

Seeing his joy, Rong Yan felt her heart soften completely, "Alright, come here and sleep for a bit."

Originally, the little guy slept alone, but in these few days after the tragedy, the original owner had to attend a vigil, and last night she was unconscious.

And she wasn’t going to be fastidious about it, especially since her brother was only five years old.

Rong Jin didn’t hesitate, he needed the sense of security urgently, quickly took off his shoes, and then lay down at the innermost side...

Perhaps it was because he was truly exhausted, or maybe lying next to his sister gave him a sense of security, he almost instantly fell asleep.

After seeing him fall asleep so quickly, Rong Yan then slipped into the space...