“Transmigrated with a Space to the 70s: The Cannon Fodder Real Daughter Slays”
“Transmigrated with a Space to the 70s: The Cannon Fodder Real Daughter Slays” Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Dealing with a Scumbag Dad and Stepmom, Collecting Some Interest

That brings us to her tragic experience of having her throat cut by a kite string.

When she was in trouble in the modern world, the jade pendant absorbed a large amount of her blood, opening a dimension and binding her soul. Wherever her soul resides, the dimension exists.

And the space’s principle is: “Everything is for the benefit of its master.”

So all the assets she had in the modern world were brought over by the space.

Unfortunately, the three million yuan in her bank account for retirement couldn’t be taken—it was just a string of cold, lifeless numbers.

Liu Xinghe: If I’d known, I should’ve spent it all… now the bank benefits for free ╮(╯▽╰)╭

The most painful thing in life is dying without having spent your money!!

So frustrating!

However, the building came along, and there was also a large space. Most importantly, her martial arts and strength were also transferred. Liu Xinghe was more than satisfied—this was already great.

Doing good deeds really does pay off; surely this was the merit she had accumulated by donating supplies.

With these resources backing her, she could confidently start taking action.

The space appeared at just the right time. Liu Xinghe had a plan forming in her mind. She put the copper coins into the jewelry box and left the space.

When Liu Xinghe lay back on her bed, she tested taking things out of the space with her mind. Thinking of taking an apple from a shelf, the next second an apple appeared on her bed.

Touching the apple and thinking of putting it back, it disappeared from sight, returning to its original place in the space.

Quite convenient.

She lifted the blanket, quietly got out of bed, reopened the wardrobe, and put the tape recorder and tapes inside the space. Anything placed outside the space wasn’t safe; she would take them out again tomorrow to make full use of them.

Now, the place where the scumbag phoenix-man father and stepmother were eyeing—the housing and land deeds.

Liu Xinghe touched her chin and looked up at the ceiling.

This was nothing for someone like her, who had graduated from a martial arts academy and worked as a stunt double in film productions.

It was time to show her real skills.

She touched the wound on her neck, clenched her fists, shook out her legs, and went to the stone column by the wall. Hugging the stone column, she squeezed with her legs and leapt up like a nimble monkey, quickly climbing onto the beam and crouching there.

The room was pitch dark—she could see nothing.

To avoid attracting attention, Liu Xinghe took a glow stick lollipop from the supermarket shelf and broke it to temporarily use as a light source. The glow was just enough without being noticeable.

Her eyes scanned the beam and finally found two nails driven in the middle triangular section.

This was it.

Liu Xinghe took out iron pliers from the space, gripped the exposed nail heads, and pulled them out—both nails came out cleanly.

Her other hand pressed against a wooden seam, gently lifted, and removed a piece of wood, revealing a small piece of black cloth about the size of a thumbnail.

Layer by layer, she unfolded the cloth, and inside were the housing and land deeds the whole family had been searching for.

The original owner really knew how to hide things—who would have thought of this place?

After storing the deeds in the space, Liu Xinghe restored the beam’s wood pieces and quietly climbed down to lie back on her bed.

Holding the deeds, she entered the space again, compared the papers, made a copy of similar paper, and after confirming she could hear the tape recorder’s contents, she left the space.

She placed the copy under her pillow, a faint smile on her lips, and closed her eyes, waiting for tomorrow’s show to begin.

The next morning, the sky was just starting to lighten.

Li Xiuhua entered Liu Xinghe’s room, completely ignoring the person lying on the bed, and began searching through things.

“Where did this little bitch put the stuff? I can’t find anything! Is she a mouse or something, hiding so well?”

“Looking for the housing and land deeds? Here they are. Want them?”

Liu Xinghe held up two papers in one hand, resting the other on Li Xiuhua’s shoulder, hair loose, standing behind her, speaking softly.

“Ah—”

Startled by the sudden voice and touch, Li Xiuhua screamed, turned around, and saw Liu Xinghe. She wanted to curse, but the papers in Liu Xinghe’s hand caught her eye. Ignoring her words, her greedy eyes went for the deeds and lunged.

“You little bitch, give them here! Those are mine!”

“That depends on whether you have the skills to get them.”

Liu Xinghe made a swift turn, causing Li Xiuhua to fall flat on the ground in a classic face-plant.

“Watch closely. The papers are right here—if you want them, come get them.”

With a smirk, she ran to the yard and tossed the papers into a chamber pot in the corner.

“Ah, that damn girl! Old Shen, come quickly—”

Li Xiuhua’s eyes nearly popped out. She scrambled like a whirlwind toward the pot, instinctively reaching in to grab the papers.

Liu Xinghe: She’s fearless, really bold.

She could see that the pot contained a mix of urine and feces.

Liu Xinghe toyed with a stone she picked up from the ground, frowning, and stepped back to the doorway.

At this moment, the scumbag father Shen Qiang finally appeared, rushing out of the room.

Li Xiuhua, holding the papers she pulled from the pot, ran anxiously toward Shen Qiang, the papers and her hands covered in their foul, uniquely disgusting excrement.

“Old Shen, grab a cloth and wipe! That damn girl threw the deeds into the pot!”

Hearing this and seeing Shen Qiang glare, Liu Xinghe couldn’t hold back. She snorted coldly, gauged the distance, and threw the stone hard at Li Xiuhua’s thigh.

Li Xiuhua stumbled, falling face-first onto Shen Qiang, the papers landing perfectly on his mouth. She couldn’t avoid smearing excrement on her own face either.

“Ugh~”

Seeing the man’s face, Li Xiuhua vomited her breakfast all over Shen Qiang, making the man, already furious, wish he could kill her. He pushed her away, but Li Xiuhua, strong and sturdy, couldn’t be moved by his thin frame.

“Ah, Old Shen, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it! Are you okay? Get up… ugh~”

Li Xiuhua scrambled up, apologizing while inadvertently vomiting more on him.

The amount of excrement on Shen Qiang’s mouth was ridiculous—like corn paste, coating it entirely.

Liu Xinghe, holding her neck wound, leaned against the door, laughing so hard she could barely stand.

Collecting some interest isn’t too much to ask, right? Haha~

“I say, you two came to my room early just to perform a ‘face-plant’ show for me over two sheets of toilet paper? I’ve seen it—thank you for the spectacular performance. I’m satisfied. Here’s a reward: keep eating shit.”

Shen Qiang and Li Xiuhua froze, eyes wide. Li Xiuhua, looking ready to devour someone, shouted:

“Liu Xinghe, you little bitch! You’re messing with us—”

Hate maxed out, the couple wiped the filth from their faces with sleeves and tried to get up to hit her.

Liu Xinghe grabbed the clothes rod by the door and swung at them. After a few rounds, she suddenly heard a knock at the door.

It must be Director Zhang and the others.

The Shen couple, blinded by rage, didn’t notice and forgot that someone else was coming—they only wanted to catch Liu Xinghe.

Especially Li Xiuhua, fueled by both old and new grudges, had lost all reason. Like a madwoman, she rushed forward:

“You little bitch! Stop, or I’ll beat you to death!”

Liu Xinghe smirked, dropped the rod, and ran toward the front door, wailing pitifully:

“Ah—Dad, Stepmom, don’t hit me! Please don’t! I never told anyone that Shen Xi is your biological daughter! Ah, I didn’t know! I didn’t hear it! Please don’t hit me…”

As she shouted, her hands were busy. She pressed on her neck wound, tearing it slightly, and took out one of the Halloween props from the supermarket shelf.

She smeared blood on the gauze, around her mouth, even in her teeth. Expression and movements prepared, she threw open the door and leapt out.

Several curious onlookers outside had clearly overheard what she said.

Liu Xinghe ignored them and performed her act with dedication, weakly hiding behind Director Zhang, clutching his sleeve, trembling.

“Officer, you finally came! They… they… I’m so scared… ugh… cough cough…”

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