Transmigrated into a fat wife, farming, raising children, and picking up husbands

Lin Xiuer shouted this out with all her might.

A hoarse roar suddenly ripped apart the noise in the courtyard.

The previously chaotic noise instantly fell silent.

All eyes turned to the entrance of the thatched hut, to the fat woman who was said to have hanged herself.

Lin Xiuer stood leaning against the door frame, holding a rusty woodcutter's knife in her hand. Her face was swollen and pale, with a large bruise on her forehead, a shocking sight.

Her hair, more disheveled than a chicken coop, fluttered in the wind.

Coupled with her fierce and ugly appearance, well, you know what, she really looks like a dead person who has come back to life.

Time stood still for a full half minute.

"A ghost—"

Someone must have been the first to come to their senses, because they yelled out and then ran away.

"Lin Da Pang has come back to life!"

The villagers who had come to watch the commotion immediately erupted into chaos, screaming and scattering in all directions as they scrambled out of the yard. In no time, they were all gone.

The three thugs were also terrified, their faces turning pale. They huddled together, their legs trembling.

Only Wang Shi, lying on the ground, had an expression of unbelievable ecstasy on her aged face.

Zhang Mazi, who was in the lead, pointed at Lin Xiuer with a trembling finger.

"Linlinlin, Lin Da Pang, are you a human or a ghost? We just checked, you're already dead."

Lin Xiuer gripped the wood-chopping knife tightly, trying her best to imitate the original owner's fiery tone: "I'm just lucky, the King of Hell didn't dare take me. What, you seem disappointed that I didn't die?"

She endured the excruciating pain in her ankle and moved forward step by step. Her obese body and fierce eyes gave her a truly intimidating aura.

"Paying back debts is a matter of course, but you dare to touch my son," Lin Xiuer glared, thrusting her wood-chopping knife forward with a whoosh, "first ask my wood-chopping knife if it agrees!"

Zhang Mazi was so frightened by her reckless and ruthless demeanor that he involuntarily took two steps back.

But the thought of the pile of silver and the written agreement in his hand emboldened him: "Lin Da Pang, stop bluffing. Since you're not dead, you owe the neighborhood twenty taels of silver, it's all in black and white! Either pay up, or... use this brat to settle the debt!"

"Twenty taels?" Fragments of the original owner's memories flashed through Lin Xiuer's mind, and it seemed like there was such a thing. With bloodshot eyes, amidst the commotion of the people around her, she gritted her teeth and pressed her fingerprint to borrow money at exorbitant interest rates.

With interest compounding, what started as ten taels of silver turned into twenty taels after she gambled away all the borrowed money and couldn't repay it.

She waved her hand: "Stop talking nonsense, I'll pay you back, just give me a few more days!"

"Grace period? I'm not trying to be mean, Lin Da Pang, but if this interest keeps accruing for a few more days, do you think you can still pay it back? You wouldn't even be worth that much if you were sold. You need an explanation today!"

Liu, who was standing next to her with a slanted eye, saw that she was indeed a living person, and his attitude gradually became arrogant.

Holding her son, Wang sobbed uncontrollably, "My son, where is there any money left at home? Your older brothers have already emptied their pockets and won't care anymore!"

The villagers who were watching the spectacle stood at a distance, pointing and whispering, their eyes filled with disgust and schadenfreude.

"Oh dear! That Lin Xiuer is a real menace. It would have been better if she had died, but she came back to life. What a tragedy!"

"That's right, poor Aunt Wang and Xiao Bao, having such a daughter (mother)."

"Tsk tsk, look at her, holding a knife, she's probably going to throw a tantrum again."

Lin Xiuer was furious as she listened to the whispers around her.

She was a bright and promising female college graduate who had just graduated. It was one thing for her to die while trying to help someone, but she could also tolerate being dressed as an ugly, fat woman, and she accepted that her family was destitute.

But this ugly woman started by giving her a high-interest loan, how could she possibly tolerate that!

Lin Xiuer was furious. She gritted her teeth and endured the excruciating pain in her ankle, dragging her injured leg forward two more steps, her eyes fixed on the piece of paper in Zhang Mazi's hand.

"IOU?"

"Let me see."

Zhang Mazi felt uneasy under her gaze, but the IOU was his confidence. He forced a smile and waved the paper in his hand: "It's written in black and white, twenty taels, principal and interest! If you don't bring the money today, you'll have to pay with your own body."

"Oh?" Lin Xiuer frowned. The original owner borrowed ten taels, and in just a few days it had ballooned to twenty taels. This wasn't interest; it was outright robbery.

In her original world, this would have been wiped out long ago by the anti-gang campaign. But now, in this remote ancient mountain village, far from the reach of the emperor, these people are openly cannibalizing people!

Lin Xiuer's anger finally exploded: Robbery is considered perfectly justified? Bullshit! Since you have no sense of morality, then I don't need to follow any rules with you.

IOU, is it? I'll make sure you don't have a written record of it!

The next second, she suddenly reached out!

Three thugs. No one expected the 200-pound fat man to move so fast. Zhang Mazi only saw a blur before the IOU was in Lin Xiuer's hands.

Then, to everyone's surprise—without even looking, Lin Xiuer stuffed the IOU into her mouth without hesitation.

"Damn it! You fat bastard, what are you doing?" Zhang Mazi's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The group was both anxious and angry, and hurriedly tried to grab it.

Lin Xiuer brandished her machete in front of her (chewing sounds): "Let's see who... doesn't want to live!"

The paper was rough and bitter, and it even smelled of ink, but she chewed it with a sense of relief and pleasure. Then, she stiffened her neck and swallowed it whole.

Wang, lying on the ground, was terrified, her mouth agape, forgetting to cry. The little baby in her arms, whose eyes had previously been filled with unfathomable numbness and lifelessness, suddenly showed a glimmer of light.

The three thugs turned green, their hands trembling as they pointed at Lin Xiuer: "Lin... Lin Da Pang! You're insane! You dare to take Master Zhao's IOU?!"

"That's right, Lin Da Pang, you're finished!" Slanted-eyed Liu clenched his fists in anguish, how were they going to explain themselves when they got back? "Do you know what happens when you offend Master Zhao?"

Lin Xiuer didn't care. She wiped her mouth, slung the wood-chopping knife over her shoulder, and acted even more arrogantly than the thugs opposite her: "So what if you ate it? Now that the IOU is gone, you think you can just say twenty taels and call it twenty taels?"

"You! Everyone in the village knows you owe money! Are you trying to renege on your debt?" Zhang Mazi's temples throbbed with anger.

"I know I owe money, but I only accept ten taels of silver as principal." Lin Xiuer mimicked the original owner's nonchalant attitude. "Your gambling den is too ruthless, doubling your money in just a few days. Zhao Tianba wants to take everything for himself? No way!"

"Go back and tell Zhao Tianba that if he wants his money back, he should stay home and wait patiently. Give me a month to figure out how to make money."

"If he doesn't agree, I'll send you to my house to cause trouble every day," she paused, her gaze like a poisoned nail, fixed on Zhang Mazi's face.

"Anyway, I was given a second chance at life. If he insists on forcing me to my death now, fine, since my son and I are going to die anyway, I'll take my son and smash my head against the entrance of his gambling den tomorrow."

"I'd like to see if he can even keep this business going!"

After Lin Xiuer finished speaking, she took a step back and looked coldly at Zhang Mazi and the other two.

The three men's expressions shifted constantly. Zhao Ergou, the least timid of them, swallowed hard and said, "Brother Ma, this woman is acting very strangely today. Judging from her reckless behavior, it doesn't seem fake."

"If someone dies, the boss will definitely put the blame on us, and in the end, the three of us will be the ones who suffer."