"Dad, this is the last time! I swear, if I gamble again, may I die a terrible death!"
Chen Sheng was awakened by the wailing sound coming from the main house. He slowly opened his eyes, staring at the beam above wrapped in old burlap paper, his face still bearing the usual silent restraint.
Only in the depths of his eyes, a faint trace of impatience and coldness flashed, so quickly that it was impossible to catch.
The original owner of this body was originally taciturn. Having crossed over for several months, he too was always acting according to the original owner's temperament, restraining his own nature and showing no sign.
No one knew that within this frail body was a soul from Earth.
The noise outside was already familiar to him.
The Chen Family had five siblings; the first three were girls and all married to neighboring villages. At home, only he and his fourth brother remained.
