Little One Tears the Villain’s Script

Three and Half Year Old Villainess (2)

The system looked at the panel that showed less than ten points and fell into a weird silence.

Not to mention that it was a villain system whose job was to urge Jiang Xiaoman through the plot, even if it really wanted to save, there weren’t even ten points… save with what¹?

For the first time, the system experienced for itself the sorrow of humans and experienced what is called the pain of ‘a penny stumps a hero’².

“Mr. System can’t do anything either.” The system answered truthfully.

The timing when it’s bound with the host was not right. It should have been after Jiang Xiaoman was reunited with her wealthy family, but there was an error with the program and the timing was messed up. The system was bound when Jiang Xiaoman was still a toddler. Facing the villainess in a child’s body, the system was also very depressed.

What could a three or four years old child do?

It could give out tasks to earn points for doing bad things. At most, Jiang Xiaoman could secretly smash a plate when her grandmother was not looking. The system closed one eye and rewarded her with some points, hoping to plant the seeds of evil and encourage her to do bad things. Later on, Grandma replaced all the plates with unbreakable metal plates, so Jiang Xiaoman couldn’t even earn points this way.

Life really was not easy, even the system wanted to sigh.

Without points, it also could not be upgraded. It tried to honestly and diligently do its job to bind with the host to grow up and be a big villain system, but now it seemed too difficult.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn’t get a solution from the system, so she laid down and sobbed, and finally fell asleep when she was too tired from crying. In her sleep, she was still worried about her uncle, so she couldn’t sleep well.

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The next day, Jiang Xiumei woke up early as usual when the sky was only slightly bright. After preparing some soup and water, she went to wake Jiang Xiaoman up. But when she opened the door, she was surprised.

Jiang Xiaoman’s blanket had been kicked to the ground a long time ago, and her short hair was messy like a chicken coop. Traces of tears from last night were still on her face, her pair of big eyes were swollen, and her chubby little face was red. It wasn’t clear what she was dreaming about, but she was sobbing with a half-opened mouth and looked very miserable.

“My dear good child.” Jiang Xiumei was taken aback and woke her up. “Xiaoman, what’s the matter? Are you sick?”

Jiang Xiaoman had always slept with her. The child behaved very well at night and never cried, and she had a very gentle and delicate sleeping face. It was only because Jiang Xiumei was sick lately and afraid of spreading the sickness to her that she chose to sleep in a separate room. Otherwise, who would have the heart to let such a young child sleep alone?

But who knew that after only a night apart, the child would become like this?

Jiang Xiumei put her hand on Jiang Xiaoman’s forehead and was relieved when she found that she didn’t have a fever.

“Grandma…” Jiang Xiaoman put her arms around Jiang Xiumei’s neck and rubbed it in her arms, her milky voice sounding weak.

Seeing that she was okay, Jiang Xiumei breathed a sigh of relief. She picked her up and brought her to the bathroom, gave her a small toothbrush, and said, “Quickly wash up and brush your teeth, then come with Grandma to school. We’re going to be late if we don’t leave soon.”

Jiang Xiumei was an old lady with no particular skills. Her son was disobedient and rarely went home. She had no choice but to work to support her family. She cooked and served meals for students in the canteen of the small town’s elementary school. She didn’t feel relaxed leaving her alone at home, so she would take Jiang Xiaoman with her every time she went to work.

Jiang Xiaoman replied unhappily, and obediently washed her face and brushed her teeth.

After hanging up the small toothbrush and towel, Jiang Xiaoman started daydreaming. She wanted to cry again when she thought of last night’s dream, but she closed her mouth and held back.

Even if she told Grandma, she wouldn’t believe it. Only Jiang Xiaoman could hear Mr. System’s voice and communicate with it. If she told her, Grandma would say that she was talking nonsense and find a shaman to cure her.

Jiang Xiaoman tried talking about it once, but Grandma thought she was talking nonsense and asked the town’s shaman to exorcise the evil spirits. Saying that it could drive away the evil spirits, the shaman brought a burning red iron pot and chased Jiang Xiaoman all over the yard, scaring her silly.

T/N:

1. Literally, “save with my head?”

2. Even a hero can’t escape money problems

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