Who Are You

Chapter 1

Strong girl Samantha

"Bang, bang, bang..." A round of hurried knocks on the door pulled Samantha from her deep sleep. Her eyebrows knitted together, the displeasure clearly visible on her furrowed forehead due to the disturbance.

She yanked the quilt over her head, intending to continue sleeping, when the knocking and a voice followed, "Sam, Samantha, wake up! Open the door!"

The person knocking seemed hell-bent on not leaving without getting her to open the door.

All the noise made it impossible for Samantha to go back to sleep. She shot up in her bed, ready to hurl abuses at the person, but her words came to an abrupt curve, "Damn it!"

She had remembered, she had gone back in time!

In her original time, she was a rich, beautiful, and modern girl, she had enough money to last a lifetime.

Her parents had initially married because of a business alliance. After both their parents died, they quickly divorced and married other spouses, leaving Samantha without any parental care.

Eventually, she lived alone. Save for the regular inflow of pocket money, her parents had also transferred the inheritance she received from her grandparents.

After graduating from college, Samantha had essentially given up on her family.

She didn't have any ambitions, she lived in the moment and didn't have plans for the future. Hence, she didn't work and spent her days binge-watching TV shows, reading novels, shopping, and traveling around the world.

Mysteriously, during a trip to her personal farm in the suburbs out of boredom, she slipped and fell into a ditch face-first. When she woke up, she had become the Samantha of the 1970s.

"Samantha, if you don't open up, I am barging in!" The person outside continued to holler with slightly faltering determination.

Clearly, they didn't dare to actually barge in.

Samantha rolled her eyes, halted her thoughts, ran her hand through her hair, and got up to open the door.

As soon as she opened the door, Samantha was met with a pair of furious eyes. Lazily, she asked, "What's up? Why are you disturbing my sleep so early in the morning?"

"Early morning?!" The man widened his eyes in disbelief.

Samantha glanced out the window at the already-risen sun.

"What do you want?."

"Young woman, that's no way to speak to your father!" the man ground his teeth in anger, it was all he could do not to slap her across the face.

Although he knew better. His daughter had a temper and if he got on her nerves, he wouldn't hear the last of it.

"If you weren't my father, you wouldn't be standing here right now." Samantha's eyes held deep meaning as she looked at him.

This was the original owner of her body's father, who had been held in check entirely by his very daughter.

Taking advantage of her physical strength, the original owner acted like an unbridled tyrant at home. Anyone who dared to go against her always bore the brunt of their actions.

Everyone in the house was scared of her.

After getting the memories of the original owner of her body, Samantha understood that the original owner couldn't be blamed for her behavior.

The original owner lost her mother when she was young. Her maternal grandparents were indifferent towards her, and even her father neglected her. Only three months after her mother's death, he brought a new woman into his home.

That woman even brought two children along, a pair of troublesome twins

People from outside didn't know this but Samantha was convinced that the kids were her father's biological children.

Now that they had become one family, Samantha, who was already neglected before, was now completely ignored.

At first, Samantha was helpless against the bullying, until one time when she was beaten up by the twins for two hours, and then left starving on the balcony for three days. When she was on the brink of death, she finally had an epiphany: better to live shamelessly than die honorably. From then on, if anyone treated her badly, she would return the favor twice.

Since then, the Greens began to live in chaos.

In the beginning, Samantha always ended up getting hurt, but as she grew up and became stronger, no one in the household was a match for her.

Frightened by her, they began to behave.

Samantha's father glanced at her, her face was changing expressionless. "...You've gone too far this time. You pushed Leticia into the river. She almost lost her life and is still in the hospital. My paycheck has not arrived yet. Can you give me some money? The hospital bill is still short."

As soon as he finished speaking, Samantha's father glared at her.

Samantha scoffed, "I have no money. Find someone else."

Having said that, she slammed the door shut.

Since Samantha was unwilling to give money, he could only leave while cursing.

Samantha sat on the bed and sneered. Did they think she would believe there was no money at home?

She sat on the bed, laughing coldly. Both she and Leticia fell into the river yesterday, however it was not a push, Leticia jumped in and deliberately pulled her in with her.

Leticia could swim and naturally, was not scared.

However, she was inexperienced and was overwhelmed by the strong currents. Thankfully, Samantha managed to take over in time and with great difficulty they both swam out of the river.

Looking at the river, she ignored Leticia, went home, poured herself a bowl of soup, and slept until the next day.

Rubbing her forehead, Samantha sighed.

In this decade of the 70s, marked by poverty and scarcity, how could she, who had been used to a luxurious life, cope?

Lying down for a while, she resigned herself to sitting up, prepared to go out to find something to eat. The next moment, her stomach grumbled and she disappeared from the room.

Looking around the unfamiliar surroundings, Samantha widened her eyes, belatedly realizing what had happened, she had gone into her personal time vault.

She excitedly observed her new environment.

This looked like the warehouse of her family's farm.

Samantha rushed over to push open the large door of the warehouse and sure enough, it was her family's warehouse.

And it was packed with grain.

This farm was owned by her, not only planted with rice and wheat, but there were also a lot of fruits and animals like pigs, sheep, cattle, and chickens. The warehouse was filled with rice and wheat that had been harvested during the year. The hulls from the grains were removed, and the wheat had been ground into flour.

There were about eighty thousand bags of rice and an approximately equal amount of wheat.

The farm was not large, just eighty hectares of land, and a season's yield was about this much.

Samantha also went to check the orchard and the animal pens by the side, all still intact, she excitedly surveyed her land.

Unlike the farm, the amount of land in her time vault had was not large, only about two hectares in front of the warehouse.

Nothing had been planted on it, and next to it was a well, reminding her of the mystical springs mentioned in novels.

Samantha quickly rushed over.

Reaching the edge of the well, the knowledge emerged in her mind. This was not a mystical spring that could rejuvenate one's body, but long-term consumption could strengthen the body, beautify, and rejuvenate the skin.

Better than nothing at all, one must learn to be content. Samantha left her time vault contentedly.

She opened the door, went out to wash her face, then searched the kitchen for something to eat.

The cabinet was locked, but she didn't mind. With a slight exertion, she unlocked the lock.

Physical strength was indeed an added advantage!

There wasn't much inside. Probably to prevent her from cooking, there was a loaf of bread, a jar of jam, peanut butter, five eggs, and a few condiments.

Samantha didn't mind, she quickly made herself a sandwich and some omelettes.

Before turning off the heat, she added a couple drops of sesame oil, releasing an instant aroma.

Samantha enjoyed her meal, savouring each bite.

Just after eating, she heard someone approaching.

The house was allocated by the factory that her father worked at, a two-bedroom, one-living room, apartment. The sound insulation was far from good.

Oh, aren't you supposed to be sick?" Samantha glared at the people who walked in, her gaze settling on Leticia.

Leticia was the same age as Samantha, she was also eighteen. She was doing a very good job of pretending to be weak and sickly.

Especially when she stood there with her pale face.

This only served to contrast further with Samantha, making her seem like the wicked older sister.

Upon hearing Samantha's words, Leticia flinched, "Sis... Sister, I... I know you didn't push me on purpose, I am not angry, I am not that sick either, I don't need to be hospitalized."

"Samantha, how much longer are you going to be a menace?" Her father shot her a look filled with disdain.

Her stepmother, Abigail also had a look of displeasure on her face.

Leticia's twin brother was no different, his eyes filled with hatred as he looked at Samantha, "Samantha, you've gone too far!

Samantha studied their faces calmly.

She didn't mind being the evil tyrant. It meant she didn't have to care about others, she could continue to protect herself.

"You..."

"Samantha, I never thought you would be this kind of person!" Samantha's words were cut off as soon as she started speaking.

She turned to look at the person who spoke.

A young man, about eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a white shirt and black pants. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, quite handsome, but his eyes were filled with loathing. It was as if Samantha was a filthy piece of rag.

Samantha raised an eyebrow, "Who are you?"

"You..." Brandon frowned, surprised that Samantha pretended not to recognize him.

"Heh, Samantha, stop playing dumb, you know who I am." He sneered at Samantha.

Regardless of what she was up to, he was not interested.

Samantha looked surprised, she took a careful look at Brandon, recalling him from some corner of her memory.

The original owner didn't care about him, so he was obviously not important.

She scoffed, "Who you are is none of my business. This is my house, so beat it."

Brandon, "You are being unreasonable!"

"Brandon, I'm okay. My sister won't bully me. You should go home now. Your mother must be worried." Leticia spoke in a soft voice.

Brandon felt a pang of sympathy.

His gaze towards Samantha became even more hostile. Samantha glared back, did he think she would be intimidated by his big eyes?

"Leticia, you just rest up then, I'll come visit you another day." He spoke to Leticia in a tender voice.

Then he greeted Bowie, their father and the others before he left.

After the man left, a trace of darkness flashed in Leticia's eyes. She continued to put up an act, but Samantha didn't fall it.

She was playing with her slender fingers and her family became terrified.

She felt thrilled that they were all scared of her.

Her father hesitated before saying, "Samantha, this months' salary...won't be given to you for now, Leticia has spent a lot of money in the hospital, and our family..."

"Oh, what does that have to do with me?" Samantha put on an air of nonchalance.

This sight left them filled with frustration.

"It was you who pushed Leticia..."

"Really? Leticia, did I push you?" Samantha turned her head to look at Leticia, her gaze indifferent.

Leticia felt a little chill down her spine . How could this sister, who only knew how to use her fists, speak to her calmly?

Her eyelids drooped halfway, "Dad, it wasn't my sister who pushed me, it has nothing to do with her.

In a split second, Samantha suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Leticia's neck.

The three, who hadn't reacted yet, exclaimed: "!!"

Leticia: "!!"

"Hmm, I just love that look of terror in your eyes," Samantha smiled wickedly.

"Samantha, what are you doing?! Let go of Leticia now!"

"Samantha! Release my sister!"

"Samantha..."

Samantha remained unmoved, tightening her grip, "Leticia, would you like to talk about what happened?"

She tilted her head, acting extremely malicious.

Leticia didn't dare to fight, she felt that Samantha really wanted to strangle her, she started to panic, she didn't pretend anymore, "It was me, It was me who wanted to get her into trouble, I accidentally pulled her down into the river."

"Accidentally?"

"No, it was, it was on purpose." After saying this, Leticia's eyes reddened, and tears rolled down.

Samantha raised an eyebrow and withdrew her hand hatefully, "Did you hear that? What on earth happened? Still asking me for money, are you sick?"

She pondered for a moment. The reason her father asked her for money was probably because the original body was a bully, She was always extorting money from them every month.

Her father's monthly salary was only forty-eight dollars and five cents, and her stepmother only had twenty-eight.

Half of it was handed to Samantha, the stepmother also needed buy groceries for the home and the father still had to pay five dollars for other utilities every month, they were barely making ends meet.

But Samantha didn't believe that the house would be out of money.

The original body was extraordinarily strong but Lazy, She also had no idea how much savings her family had previously.

After receiving the memories, she realized that there should be quite a lot of savings. The original body's mother died when she was seven, due to an accident at her factory, the factory must have given out compensation.

However, her father, Bowie always denied this.

The original body had never seen the money and had no option but to let it be.

But now that Samantha had arrived, she had to get this money back no matter what. Leticia owed the original body her life, how could she not repay?

"Samantha, Leticia didn't mean it, please forgive her this time." Abigail quickly held Leticia who was slowly losing consciousness.

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Bowie and Leticia's twin brother, Lucas, looked at Samantha, their hands clenched into fists.

No doubt, as soon as they got the chance, they would attack Samantha.

But they knew better than to be impulsive.

Samantha glanced at the four people leisurely, sneering, she swaggered into her room, put all valuable items and cash into her space, and left the house.

Only when the door was shut did the family of four breathe a sigh of relief, their eyes filled with resentment as they stared at the door.

Samantha left the house, briefly chatting with a neighbor she met on the road and walked out happily.

Bowie was a deputy director in a food factory in Baltimore. The original body's mother had sacrificed her life to protect the factory's property. In compensation, the factory had given the Greens a two-bedroom apartment and left a job vacancy for Samantha. As soon as she graduated from high school, she could start working immediately.

This was one of the reasons why Leticia wanted her out of the way at all cost.

The three Green siblings were all about the same age and were due to receive their graduation certificates the following week.

One of them had to go to the countryside.

Lucas had a good friend who got him a temporary job at a state-owned restaurant. Leticia was stuck with Samantha at home.

However, Leticia was quite manipulative, she was determined to use all the resources at her disposal to get Samantha out of the house. She applied for a job on Samantha's behalf in the countryside.

Samantha decided to return the favor, she took a bus to the rural district office. If her sister signed her up for a rural job, she could do the same for her. Ideally, they would all be dispatched to the same location. She eagerly burst into the district office, "Sir, my sister signed me up for the job in the countryside.

The officer on duty heedfully watched Samantha, "Young lady, once the registration is successful, there's no way to change it. You better..."

"Oh no, you've got it all wrong. It was I who asked my sister to sign me up. As a patriotic citizen, it's a privilege to give back to my society and what better way to do that than to work amongst the poor masses, I'm quite thrilled."

The registration officer gave a nod of approval, "A young woman with a heart for the people! That's quite impressive.

Noticing the stares of everyone there, Samantha began speaking passionately quoting philosophers. Everyone was staring at her in amazement.

After garnering enough attention, Samantha continued, "Sir my brother and sister are also eighteen and about to graduate from high school. They're also very passionate about community development. I'm here to register on their behalf."

"Really? All three of you are registering for community service?" The registration officer sounded surprised, "Miss, are you sure? Once registered, it cannot be changed."

It was not in the officers place to judge but youngsters weren't enthusiastic about volunteering for community service, most young adults would rather starve than volunteer to go to the countryside for community development.

Samantha with a self-righteous expression patted her chest, "Of course it's true. My siblings are excited about it, we know it's going to be worth it. Sir, sign them up. If the three of us are assigned to the same place, that would be great. We could look out for each other."

After leaving the District Office, Samantha wore a satisfied smile.

Since she was going to the countryside, they're all coming with her. It was going to be a Dog eat Dog, situation.

After wandering around the city, Samantha did not rush to the market, instead, she took stock of the original owners' saving.

What a little rich woman.

She was usually a spendthrift but still could save more than four hundred dollars. That's enough for her to buy things for the move to the countryside.

First, Samantha went to the departmental store and bought some toiletries and skin care products.

She also bought some soft fabrics and a tailoring kit.

If she was going to work hard in the countryside. She needed to make some work clothes, and also needed appropriate footwear. She received the notice that day, knowing that she was assigned to Grant county in the Nebraska and she had been given ten days notice. The winter there was long and cold. She needed to prepare thicker quilts and fluffy jackets.

After buying everything she needed, Samantha only had two cotton jackets.

She decided to make a trip to the black market.

As she walked out of the department store, she ran into some familiar faces.

"Samantha?" A girl about the same age as Samantha, wearing a blue and white floral dress, looked shy, yet her eyes showed arrogance.

"Mhm," Samantha responded lightly with a nasal tone, ready to side step her and leave when she was stopped by a few individuals. These individuals were relatives from her maternal side of the family. Cousins, to be exact, all children from her uncles and aunts who had always been at odds with her. Over the years, they showed no concern toward her, a mutual indifference.

"What's up?" she asked indifferently, not shifting her gaze from them.

"What did you buy? There's so much. Show us." They reached out to grab her bags, but Samantha swiftly grabbed their hands, "Hell no, that's not gonna happen."

"Shit!, Samantha, you let go!" Rebecca squealed in pain. The other three came up to them immediately, "Samantha, let go! What on earth are you doing? Rebecca is your cousin!"

"Cousin?" Samantha scoffed cynically. "I've never acknowledged her as my cousin before and I don't intend on doing so in the future either. If you're wise, you won't cross my path again." With a swift jerk, she easily swept Rebecca to the ground.

The indifference of the host body towards her relatives wasn't without a cause. At an early age, when she was bullied and subjugated, she sought help from her mother's family. But they left her out in the cold, neglected and alone.

Inside, the family lavished affection on each other, their joyous laughter piercing her heart. To make matters worse, Rebecca's mother treated her badly, she never allowed to eat with her cousins, making her eat their leftovers, she always made sure to remind Samantha that she wasn't part of their family.

Completely taken aback, she helplessly watched her Maternal Aunt, hoping for the intervention of her grandmother, who always witnessed the inhumane treatment. She was only met with cold, indifferent eyes that made her shudder.

She was always deprived of food for days and made to sleep on the bare floor. She was always looking sickly and dejected.

That made her decide to run away and since then, even if she was often starved and frequently beaten to a pulp, she never again stepped foot in the Carters house.

– the Carters ignored her as if she didn't exist.

Nearly ten years had passed. The Carters acted as strangers when they saw her outside, but her cousins had been sucking up to her for the past six months.

Samantha knew that it was all because of the job at her food factory.

The Carters had plenty of children, and there were looking for favors from her.

Fortunately, the original host did not value them, and Samantha also didn't care about them.

She looked down at Rebecca from her height, "I have a short temper and I don't have much self control. I'm letting you go today but don't say I didn't warn you."

Rebecca and the others looked at Samantha with doubt and fear.

They had heard about her physical strength; she was the resident macho man in her school, but they didn't expect she would be this strong.

Samantha glanced at them, turned around, and left.

But in her mind, she was thinking about her job; lots of people were interested, and it seemed profitable.

She rolled her eyes, waved all her thoughts away and then walked towards the residential building of the mechanical factory.

One of her classmates' father was the deputy director of the machinery factory and she speculated he would be interested in the job.

"Ma'am, could you show me the direction to the deputy director's house?" Samantha asked a lady on the road, passing her some candy she just bought from the department store.

The elderly lady, who was initially displeased, smiled sweetly, "You must be a relative of theirs. You're so pretty; go through here and take a lift to the third floor."

"Thank you, ma'am." Samantha gave a slight chuckle.

She looked very similar to the original body; She had a well-defined jawline with almond eyes, rosy cheeks, sparkling teeth, and twinkling eyes. When she laughed, it was as if there were stars in them.

It was one of the reasons Leticia was envious of her.

"Samantha?"

Only a few steps into the path that the old lady directed, she ran into an acquaintance.

"Why are you here? Did you come to see me?" Lily was somewhat puzzled. She and Samantha were classmates, but they weren't very close.

It was okay to say that Samantha didn't have any close friends in her class.

She had a cordial relationship with everyone.

"Mm, I have something to discuss with you; if you wouldn't mind, could we talk at your house?" Samantha gave a light laugh.

Despite being perplexed, Lily didn't refuse.

The two walked side by side, "By the way, I heard you volunteered for community service in the countryside; I thought you already had a job?"

"Who told you that?"

"A member of the cheerleading squad."

Samantha understood; Leticia was a cheerleader.

"That's the reason I came to see you" She pursed her lips slightly.

Lily looked deeply into her eyes, for some seconds, her mind was racing with questions. Seeing this, Samantha couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry. I'm not here to ask for your help. You know I must go to the countryside. Are you interested in my job? Or would you happen to know someone suitable for it?"

Countless people are vying for my position but I want to give it to who deserves it.

Samantha didn't plan to give her position to her for free; she wanted money in exchange for her job.

Upon getting over her surprise, Lily couldn't contain her joy and grabbed Samantha's hand, exclaiming, "Are you really planning to sell your job?"

"Absolutely, I'm all set to hit the countryside."

"That's wonderful! I want this job, you can't offer it to anyone else!" Lily was ecstatic as she spoke to Samantha.

Samantha's offer was very timely.

Just the other day, her parents were worried about her joblessness, but now there was no need for it anymore.

Although her father was the factory manager, Lily wasn't an only child. She had two elder brothers and an elder sister. One of her brothers went to the countryside last year, while her elder sister and brother were already employed.

If she remained unemployed, she would be forced to move to the countryside.

The assistant factory manager always had his eyes on her father, making it difficult for her father to intervene.

She had already resigned to going to the countryside.

"Well, it's possible, but..." Samantha glanced at Lily.

Lily immediately understood, "Don't worry. I'll be sure to pay the full price for the job."

Being very smart girls, they both smiled in agreement.

Half an hour later, Samantha came out from Bennett's house. She had sold her position at the factory (Which was an administrative position) for thirty-eight dollars a month.

Her position was very enticing.

The Bennets offered to pay nine hundred dollars in total with installments of thirty-eight dollars every month, and Samantha was pleased; she was also given five yards of pure cotton fabric.

They agreed to handle the paperwork the next day to avoid unforeseen complications.

Having received the cotton fabric from the Bennets, Samantha didn't venture into the black market anymore and decided to wait until she went back to the countryside. Along with the previous two jackets, she now had five yards of fabric in hand.

She walked back to her house.

"When she opened the door, she saw her family eating dinner. And the food looked delicious: grilled chicken and broccoli, some gravy, and cheese quiche.

With raised eyebrows, she watched all four of them looking like they'd seen a ghost; she laughed and asked, "Having dinner?"

Her father looked at her warily, fearing that she might cause some trouble again.

Abigail gave a fake amiable smile, "Samantha, have you eaten? Would like to join us?"

"Sure."

As soon as the words fell, seeing the four people look as if they had swallowed a bitter pill, Samantha, who initially had no intention of joining, suddenly became interested.

"Who says no to delicious food?"

She plopped down and took a plate, taking all that was left of the grilled chicken on her plate. That would have been enough for two more people.

Then she scooped up some gravy.

She didn't spare the cheese quiche either.

Lucas could no longer hold his patience, bellowing, "Samantha, do you think you're the only one eating?!"

"Oh, I thought you were all done eating" Samantha, with slow and calculated movements, took a huge bite from the chicken.

"You...!"

"Samantha, where are your table manners " Bowie took a deep breath, sure that his daughter would be the cause of his untimely death.

"What's wrong with the way I'm eating? Isn't this the way I'm supposed to eat? This was bought with my mom's pension, so I'll eat how I like" She kept her gaze fixed on her father, trying to read him.

His eyes were filled with shock, guilt, and anger.

"What are you talking about, didn't your mom's incident get you a job as compensation? Along with this allocated house."

"Oh, really?" Samantha did not argue with them.

She knew what she needed to do.

Following her outburst, the dining table fell into an eerie silence,

All four family members stared at Samantha as she ate with relish.

After a hearty meal and leaving a mess behind, Samantha contentedly returned to her room.

The original owner fought fiercely for it - a two-bedroom and one living room apartment. She occupied one room while her other siblings, Lucas and Leticia, lived in bunks in the partitioned area of the living room.

This made them resent her more.

However, Samantha thought that the original owner did nothing wrong. After all, it was the sacrifice of the original owner's mother that led them to acquire this two-bedroom apartment.

It was only right for her to occupy a room.

"Mom, look at her." Only when they heard the door close did Leticia talk.

"Alright now, why are you bothering your pretty little head over her? In a few days, she will..."

The voice grew softer towards the end, but Samantha didn't need to eavesdrop on their conversation to know what they meant. She snorted.

She imagined the look of shock on their faces in a few days and it made her smile.

After a very large meal, she wasn't sleepy so Samantha started cleaning up the original owner's stuff.

There were quite a few clothes in the wardrobe. There were three new pairs of underwear, several items were not so new, plus there were shirts and black pants. However, there were not many winter jackets, as Essex (the city they lived in) was located south, and the winters were not that cold. Thus, the jackets were not thick.

There were three pairs of sports shoes and two pairs of leather shoes.

In those days, having several pairs of shoes was a sign of wealth. She stored all these belongings in her space.

There were some candy and snacks in the room, they were some chocolate bars, some nougat, a few lollipops, a pack of shredded coconut, some packs of Oreos, a can of malted milk, and three cans of soda. She also put all these away.

The previous owner was obsessed with orderliness; it was little wonder she was able to maintain such a healthy lifestyle.

Samantha pinched her smooth cheek and rosy white skin, she was a girl of eighteen, fully grown, standing at about 5,5 feet, with a possibility of growing taller in the future.

She has fair skin, a beautiful face, and long legs, she was very delighted.

In her room, Samantha started eating an apple, the fruits in this era were sweeter and juicer.

The warehouse was filled with rice and flour, the trees in the orchard were producing healthy-looking fruits, and the animal farm was full of healthy livestock and birds.

This made Samantha very satisfied and happy

The next day, she woke up late. When she got up, there was already no one in the house.

Giving her the freedom to do what she wanted.

Samantha's eyes flickered. She locked the door first then got into action. The master bedroom of the house belonged to her father and Abigail and it was usually locked.

But that didn't stop Samantha.

Lock picking was the original host's specialty Samantha was merely benefiting from it.