1977, Wang Family Village.   “You know that girl—she’s educated, used to live well, grew up on fine food, which is why her skin is so fair. Slim waist, wide hips… and most importantly, she can bear children.”   “Old Wang, don’t you just need a woman to have kids with? She gave birth to twins after just one night with her husband years ago. With you, having even more children won’t be a problem.”   “One price—nine hundred yuan. She’ll give you three sons. You won’t find a deal like this anywhere!”   Hidden behind a worn wooden door, Song Yuntang listened to the conversation outside. A faint, cold smile appeared on her lips.   The sharp-tongued woman was her aunt, Ding Yuzhen. The man was Wang Laizi, a well-known bachelor in the village. And the woman they were talking about—sold for nine hundred yuan to bear children—was her.   An hour earlier, Song Yuntang had woken up with a sharp pain in her head. When she opened her eyes, she found herself in a strange, shabby hut.   The room was bare except for a broken bed beneath her. The roof was thatched, with cobwebs hanging in clusters.   She had collapsed from overwork in her previous life. The good news: she wasn’t dead. The bad news: she had transmigrated.   The original owner of this body shared her name—Song Yuntang.   Ten years ago, the original Song Yuntang had been the beloved daughter of highly educated parents. Her father was a weapons researcher who had studied abroad, and her mother was a senior doctor. They were both high-ranking professionals, earning generous salaries. She had grown up pampered and well cared for.   But those good days didn’t last.   During a turbulent period, her parents were sent away to a remote region. Worried about leaving their underage daughter alone in the city, they entrusted her to distant relatives in the countryside, giving her money and supplies to ensure her safety.   Unfortunately, they had misjudged those relatives.   Her uncle and aunt were greedy and cruel. From the very beginning, they set their sights on her belongings. Her cousin took advantage of her kindness, while her cousin sister claimed her clothes and shoes as her own.   Instead of being cared for, she was treated like a servant—doing chores all day, barely given enough to eat or wear.   She had thought about resisting, but with no money and nowhere to go, she was threatened into silence. Terrified, she endured everything.   As Song Yuntang absorbed these memories, she felt anger rising within her—but worse was yet to come.   Five years ago, a group of people were sent to the village, including a man named Fu Weicheng.   Before everything changed, Fu Weicheng had been from Beijing, the son of a high-ranking military official and an officer himself. Due to his family’s situation, he had been implicated and sent away.   Unlike the others, who appeared worn down and timid, Fu Weicheng stood out. He was tall, composed, and carried himself with quiet authority—even in simple clothing. No one in the village dared provoke him.   Despite his circumstances, some still admired him. But he remained distant and kept to himself.   Ding Yuzhen, however, had her eyes on something else—money.   Rumor had it that Fu Weicheng had brought a considerable amount of savings with him. Believing this, she devised a scheme. She drugged Song Yuntang and arranged for her to be placed in Fu Weicheng’s home. Then, she gathered people to “discover” them together, creating a misunderstanding that forced the situation into a marriage.   Under pressure and public scrutiny, Fu Weicheng had no choice but to marry her.   Ding Yuzhen collected three hundred yuan as a bride price and happily sent Song Yuntang off.   For Fu Weicheng, the marriage was something he was pushed into. For Song Yuntang, it was completely unexpected.   When she regained clarity, she was already married.   At first, life improved slightly. Though reserved, Fu Weicheng treated her with a degree of care. She no longer had to work endlessly or go hungry.   But this peace lasted only a week.   Soon after, news arrived: Fu Weicheng’s family had been cleared, and he was reinstated. He returned to Beijing the next day—and never came back.   He left behind only an empty house… and, a month later, the realization that she was pregnant.   Alone and with nowhere else to go, she returned to her uncle’s home, living in a drafty cowshed. Months later, she gave birth to twins—a boy and a girl.   People said Fu Weicheng had risen to success in the capital and no longer wanted his wife or children.   The three of them lived in hardship, relying on others, until not long ago—when Song Yuntang lost her life after an incident… and the new Song Yuntang arrived in her place.   Five years ago, her aunt had profited from her marriage. Now, she planned to profit from her again.   Through the crack in the door, Song Yuntang watched as Ding Yuzhen took the nine hundred yuan, her face full of greed.   “Just wait,” Ding Yuzhen said with a grin. “I’ll make the arrangements. Everything will go smoothly—you can come in later.”   After counting the money, she tucked it away and pushed the door open.   Inside, Song Yuntang tightened her grip on a wooden stick, a cold smile still on her lips…