The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space Chapter 6 - 6 6 Dizzy_1

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Previously on The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space...
Xun Hui endured years of abuse as a bought wife in the Yang family, slaving away under her tyrannical mother-in-law Yang Anshi even after her husband drowned during the imperial exams. Despite giving birth to daughters and later twins including a son, she and her daughters remained the family's servants and outlets for frustration. As Yang Anshi mercilessly beats Xun Hui and her thin, young daughters with a rattan cane amid jeering onlookers, Yang Ruxin watches, her fierce impulses restrained by filial piety and societal constraints.

“Dad…” Yang Ruxin got a sudden flash of genius and cried out shrilly, “Your daughter-in-law and daughters are getting beaten to death, and your son Xiaofeng will soon be an orphan without father or mother.

What if he can’t get a wife later—who will pass on your family line?

Your lineage is about to end, Dad!

You might as well take us all with you…”

That piercing cry plunged the courtyard into instant silence.

Feng Caie, who leaned against the doorframe cracking melon seeds and watching the show, got badly startled; a stubborn seed lodged in her throat.

Face flushing red, she hacked and coughed hard until spitting it out, then gazed at Yang Dani in the yard in sheer horror.

Had a ghost taken over her body?

Yang Anshi, mid-swing with the rattan whip, jolted to a stop as shock hit her.

Xun Hui’s eyes gleamed: “Dani…

have you finally snapped out of it?”

Not stopping at yelling, Yang Ruxin lunged forward and clutched Yang Anshi’s whip-holding arm.

“Dad, look sharp.

With you gone, your daughter-in-law and kids won’t last either…

If we’d known, wouldn’t you rather we died by rat poison first?”

Fury boiled hotter in Yang Anshi—was this intimidation?

But as wrath surged to burst out, her arm went numb, sparking instant panic.

Hidden from prying eyes, Yang Ruxin jabbed hard at the Quchi Acupoint on Yang Anshi’s arm.

“Dad, filial piety tops everything.

If Mom wants us beaten dead, we’ll just face our fate.

We’ll join you right away; at least we’ll travel together to the Netherworld…”

Yang Anshi tried shaking Yang Ruxin loose but lacked any power.

Her fingers slackened, sending the rattan whip clanging to the dirt.

A eerie cold pierced her heart, draining color from her face…

Xun Hui got spooked by her big daughter’s daring ploy, cradling the kids in stunned confusion.

“Dad…” Out of nowhere, a small girl by Xun Hui echoed Yang Ruxin’s call, “Wait for us…”

Yang Ruxin felt inwardly shocked, noting how sharp this little Sanni was.

Sanni’s wails sparked Erni and Sini to join, with Rufeng bolting from the house to sob and cling to his mom…

Xun Hui’s pent-up tears flooded out; she bellowed, “Their Dad…

hold on for me…” Her eyes flipped back, and she toppled over.

“Mom, take us if you’re off to Dad…” Yang Ruxin swiftly dropped Yang Anshi’s arm and raced to brace Xun Hui against a hard fall.

The young kids freaked and scrambled to help prop up Xun Hui.

Yang Ruxin slyly checked her pulse—no fatal risk.

She eased her to the ground and sobbed wildly, “Mom, debts go to their makers, and you’ve toiled endlessly…

Ghosthood will end your fears.

Come back tonight to haunt Grandma and second sister-in-law…”

Icy dread crawled deeper into Yang Anshi’s back, worse upon seeing Xun Hui’s ghostly pallor.

With a yelp, she bolted indoors.

Feng Caie had dashed inside and barred the door even swifter than her mother-in-law.