Chapter 2: The Two Coppers of Poverty

  Tang Ling sat in the rest area, digesting the fact of her rebirth. She raised her hand to rub her forehead and was shocked to find that her bleeding palm was intact, without even a scratch.

  She clearly remembered her hands bleeding, how could it be like this?

  "Tang Ling, how are you? What just happened to make you fall down?" The boy from just now wiped the sweat with a towel, drank half a bottle of water in his hand, and casually sat down next to Tang Ling to rest.

  Tang Ling was taken aback by his words and fell back onto the trash heap, really unable to bear looking back!

  "Uh, accidentally fell down."

  She glanced at the boy with a slight tilt of her head, and Tang Ling shook her head, having to admit that the world was indeed wonderful, and you could never guess what would happen in the next second.

  "Didn't break anything, did it?" The boy asked casually and took a big gulp of water.

  Tang Ling's mouth slightly hooked, this boy is not bad, he didn't laugh at her for falling into the trash heap.

  "It's okay, nothing happened, thanks for your concern just now."

  "It's nothing, we're all classmates, it's what should be."

  Tang Ling nodded silently, without responding, because she still couldn't recall who this boy was, only feeling a sense of familiarity.

  "Zhou Yi, how was your run? What's your ranking?"

  A sweet and clear voice of a little girl came from afar, accompanied by several little boys, walking towards this side with a rustling sound.

  Tang Ling raised her head and looked at the newcomers. She found that most of them were familiar faces, her elementary school classmates, and the girl who just spoke was named Wang Ziqiong.

  "It's okay, I came in 6th place, didn't make it to the top 5." Zhou Yi, the boy who had just pulled Tang Ling up to run together, said with a hint of regret.

  "6th place, not bad at all! Made it to the top 10! You know, this competition had a total of 1,000 participants from the whole city!" Wang Zicong leaned in close to Zhou Yi, holding out the water in his hand, "Have a drink, you must be thirsty after running for so long."

  Wang Zicong saw Zhou Yi take the water from his hand, smiled sweetly, and then turned his eyes to see Tang Ling. "Tang Ling, what ranking did you get?"

  Tang Ling saw everyone's gaze shift onto herself and casually said: "Twelve."

  Tang Ling remembered that in her previous life, she was the third-place winner of this competition among women, and there was no falling incident in the previous life. For a moment, she felt a little puzzled, how could an error occur? It's really strange, but rebirth can happen to oneself, so historical changes are also normal.

  "Oh no! Only 12 people?"

  Wang Zicong was somewhat schadenfreude, "I thought you could make it to the top ten, I knew you couldn't make it, it's better to let Zhang Wenwen run instead, what a waste of a quota!"

  "Yes, it seems that our school won't get the overall first place this time." The boy next to Wang Zicong said somewhat dejectedly.

  Tang Ling glanced at the boy, whose name was Situ Hao. She had a deep impression of this boy, not only because of his surname but also because Situ Hao and Situ Wen were twins. The two boys looked very handsome and had excellent grades in school. In elementary school, many girls liked these twin brothers. The one who just spoke was the younger brother, Situ Hao.

  "Tang Ling didn't run well because she fell down while running, but her 12th place finish is still pretty good!"

  Zhou Yi is 2 years older than Tang Ling and other classmates. This year he is in the fifth grade, so everyone still listens to what he says.

  Tang Ling swept a glance at everyone, and when her gaze stopped on Wang Zicong, she was slightly evasive. As clever as Tang Ling was, how could she not guess the reason behind it? She lowered her head, a hint of playful smile playing on the corner of her mouth, and retracted the sharp glint in her eyes.

  Seemingly feeling Tang Ling's gaze, Wang Zicong's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted out, "I didn't do it on purpose, I just accidentally bumped into you!" His tone was somewhat weak, but still spoiled.

  Tang Ling kept her head down and didn't say a word, as if she had been wronged.

  Everyone saw it and sympathized with Tang Ling, but they also looked at Wang Zicong with some blame.

  Wang Zicong saw everyone staring at her and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed, her face turning slightly red.

  At this time, Tang Ling finally spoke up in a low voice, "Sorry, I've troubled everyone today!"

  "It's okay, it's okay!" Situ Hao waved his hand, "Can't blame you either, you were injured and still managed to run down here, that's already very good!"

  "Is that so, didn't you get hurt?" Si Tuwen saw his brother hadn't asked for a reason and followed Wang Zicong's blame towards Tang Ling, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart, so he spoke up to show concern for Tang Ling's injury.

  "Classmate! Where are you hurt?" A handsome little boy exaggeratedly leaned in close to Tang Ling, pulling on her arm and looking left and right, his handsome face even more delicate than the girl's.

  Classmate?

  Yes, this handsome young man is called Duan Yu, and he is indeed Tang Ling's deskmate. He looks handsome, is good at sports, has a sunny disposition, but his studies are not great, however, he gets along well with others, and many young girls like him!

  Tang Ling's eyebrows twitched, she pulled back her arm, although the scar on her palm was gone, but her arm still hurt a lot, this guy was pulling her arm around, it was simply speechless!

  "I'm fine!" Tang Ling didn't dare say too much, because she had never liked talking since childhood, introverted and quiet, suddenly becoming too quick would easily arouse suspicion!

  Duan Yu stared at Tang Ling with wide eyes for a while before nodding and saying, "It's okay if nothing's wrong, otherwise I'd be in trouble during this afternoon's exam!"

  His deskmate just doesn't like talking.

  Tang Ling's mouth twitched!

  "Hum! It's just a small fall, why be so finicky!"

  Seeing the white prince in her heart so close to Tang Ling, everyone's attention was actually on Tang Ling, Wang Ziqiong felt quite unhappy in her heart! Obviously she should be the one who is valued by everyone, right?

  The long-distance running competition finally came to an end, with Shengli Primary School taking first place and Jingyang Primary School, where Tang Ling is from, coming in second.

  After lunch, Tang Ling's mother gave her 2 yuan and went home. In an era when one could buy several pieces of candy for a dime and a large bottle of soda for 50 cents, 2 yuan was not a small amount of pocket money.

  Looking at the 2 yuan in her hand, Tang Ling lowered her head and thought about something, her lips slightly raised, her eyebrows relaxed. Since she wanted to change, she might as well start with the family income first. In her previous life, her parents had worked hard for a lifetime, living a humble life. Now that they were old and not in good health, this life would let their daughter create a stable and comfortable life for them.

  Tang Ling stretched her waist, raised her head and gazed up at the azure sky, her eyes narrowed, feeling an unprecedented comfort.

  "Wow! Your mom only gave you 2 bucks? What can you even buy with that?" Wang Zicong saw Tang Ling and felt annoyed, his words were laced with sarcasm, what a poor taste! He could still afford to give out 2 bucks!

  There are always people who ruin the atmosphere in life, and obviously, this Wang Ziqiong's role player is very professional!

  Tang Ling picked up the mineral water beside her, twisted open the cap, took a sip, completely ignoring that "dedicated" person.

  Wang Zicong saw that Tang Ling was ignoring him, and he felt a bit sulky. Since everyone knew that Tang Ling wasn't fond of talking, he turned to the few boys who were participating in the competition with great enthusiasm and said, "Anyway, it's still early, and we have to go back to school for class. Why don't we go to Zhonghua Street and take a stroll?"

  "Alright, I agree!" Duan Yu was the first to raise his hand in agreement. Who wouldn't want to skip class? Missing a little bit of school was no big deal!

  "Alright, I heard that there's a lucky draw at the Chinese Street Plaza, it seems quite interesting." Si Tu Hao wasn't interested in shopping, but was instead very interested in the lucky draw activity.

  Everyone had never seen a lottery draw before, it was very novel and everyone wanted to go take a look.

  "Classmate, you must go!" Duan Yu said with a smile.

  Tang Ling shook her head, she was too familiar with the lottery. How many people had dreams of winning big prizes, spending a lot of money on lottery tickets, but hardly anyone really won? Winning the jackpot? What a huge probability!

  "Ah?" Duan Yuman cried out, pulling on Tang Ling's arm. "Classmate! You can't not go! If you go back to class alone, we'll definitely get caught by the teacher! Go, go!"

  "Tang Ling, why do you always have to be contrarian with everyone! Everyone has already agreed, what's the worst that could happen? You don't have money to buy a lottery ticket, I'll buy it for you, consider it a gift!" Wang Zicong was full of disdain, poor people are really such a nuisance!

  "Let's go take a look together, it's okay if we don't buy anything, just to join in the excitement!" Twin brother Situ Wen also joined in on the persuasion.

  Tang Ling thought for a moment and nodded her head. Now that she was young, she had few opportunities to go out, and this might be an opportunity!

  Digression

  Gunpowder should be kept for slow torture, torturing people to death is not worth it!

  The heroine's special ability appears in the next chapter!