Flowers Bloom from Battlefield

Lin Family Residence 12 years before

Inside a remote courtyard, a woman was packing her belongings with a heavy expression. By her side, there was only a little kid at the age of four years old. There were not many things she has, so her time to pack up didn't take a long time.

"Hua'er, let's go," taking hold of the girl little arm, Jun Saya walked out from the courtyard. In front of her were several people from the Lin family residence. She could recognize Lin Tang and Chun Maora, who came to see her off.

"You're such a disgrace to the Lin family, don't bother to return back," Lin Tang said coldly.

Jun Saya stared at the man back. He may be her husband, but he never even treated her as a woman or looking at her straight to the eyes. This was not that uncommon as many men in this era only searched for a woman in order to climb the rank or to satisfy their desire.

Seeing him with Chun Maora by his side, she didn't feel any jealousy. Because she never loved him, she didn't care if he were to stay with whoever he wanted. Instead of rage, her eyes were filled with pity for the man who never experienced love and his life was filled with the pursuit of higher ranks and connection.

Unbeknownst to her, Lin Tang could see her eyes of pity very clearly and felt deeply insulted. As the head of Lin family, he has the countless connection and people willing to serve under him. The only thing he didn't need was a pity. However, this disgrace of a woman actually dared to pity him.

Jun Saya didn't bother greeting back as she picked up her daughter and walked to the carriage. Despite she felt insulted for him accusing her of cheating, she was actually felt relief because she could bring her daughter away from this place of agony. At the very least, she could go with her daughter stayed with her. This little girl was all she had, and she loved her very much.

Sitting calmly on the carriage, she held Jun Hua on her arm gently.

"Hua'er from today, we need to learn things differently," in the past, Jun Hua was still learning about poets and manner in the Lin Family. However, there was no need for her to learn such things because they didn't live among the nobles anymore.

Little Jun Hua didn't understand, so she could only nod her small head and snuggled into her mother embrace. She felt comfort inside her mother's arm that held her as gentle as she could.

When they arrive at the mountain, Jun Saya stared at the rundown small hut in front of her. She already expected that she would not be able to live luxuriously, but was it not too much? Complaining inside her mind, she cleaned up the house with little Jun Hua's help on the side.

As the daughter of Jun family, she never experienced this many hardships. After all, she was the pampered princess of the household before being sent to marry Lin Tang. In no time, Jun Saya could feel that her hand was incredibly hurt. She thought to herself that she couldn't do the cleaning of the household anymore.

Seeing her mother sitting, little Jun Hua came over and peered to her mother face, obviously worried.

"Mother is fine, Hua'er, Mother is just tired," Jun Saya smiled slightly and explained patiently. Her daughter was very perceptive, so she worried that this little girl would be able to notice her real condition.

Little Jun Hua nodded her head before walking to the side and pulled the bucket full of water again. Although it was heavy, she still did her best to help her mother.

Touched by her daughter determination, she moved her feet and finished cleaning. Even if it was hard, it was nothing compared with their life in the times to come.

After cleaning, it was time for Jun Saya to cook. Because of the limitation in the ingredients, she could only make simple dishes. Still, it was more than enough for her and little Jun Hua to eat since the condition here was far better compared to the Lin family.

As the day passes, little Jun Hua got used to live in the village and unknowingly a year had passed since she first came here. Although Jun Saya was still feeling quite indignant living here, she had mostly accepted the fact, so she didn't think much about it anymore.

However, her life was not always filled with peace.

"Jun Saya, your work is not good enough. Do you want the pay or not?" one of the village women berated her with dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, I will redo it," Jun Saya took the clothes back as she sighed. Because of her previous luxurious life, she found it hard to live as a girl in the village. Many times, she got scolded because of her work didn't reach the standards.

"Mother, are you alright?" seeing her mother gloomy face, little Jun Hua quickly come over to her mother.

"Mother is fine," Jun Saya reassured her daughter.

As they walked across the street, Jun Saya could hear the mocking from the village women very clearly. Her identity was not a secret to them and many of them mocked her because of her incompetence thus making her come here. She tried her best to ignore them.

However, the children there instead took it seriously as they often threw stones towards her.

"Mother!" little Jun Hua yelled as she stood in front of her mother. Her small stature seemed like a joke when standing in front of the bigger Jun Saya, "Don't bully my mother!"

"You're just a useless kid!"

"Yeah, you're the disgrace of your family!"

The kids didn't stop as they instead mocked the two of them. They only stop because the village head came and berated them.

"Jun Saya, I'm sorry for the children behavior…"

Jun Saya could only smile wryly as she brushed it off. However, little Jun Hua's eyes were burning with determination, she would not let her mother be bullied.

Reaching her home, Jun Saya treated both of their wound. The wounds were not that deep because they were only lightly hit by the stones. Still, her heart ached when she remembered the scene from before when Jun Hua tried to protect her.

"Don't do that again, you might get heavy wound," Jun Saya warned her.

Little Jun Hua pouted as she clung to her mother side. Jun Saya sighed and took out her flute before giving it to Jun Hua. Little Jun Hua smiled widely as she started playing the instrument, making some incoherent sound. Despite the sound were still terrible, Jun Saya smiled when she watched her daughter trying her best to make beautiful melodies.