Reborn 1960 The Shrewd Wife Has Room

"Shen Yiwen, you bastard, pay back my son's life!"

Shen Yiwen's consciousness was ups and downs, but she was pulled back to reality by a sharp cry.

As soon as she opened her eyes, severe pain hit her quickly, and a flood of memories flooded her.

Clutching her sore forehead, she looked around.

Now, it's 1960.

Actually crossed?I can't believe it!

Shen Yiwen was an orphan in the past, and she was able to become a talent all by herself. She joined the State Administration of Agricultural Sciences and became an honorary professor of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

The serious business has not been delayed, and I have a side job in private.Department stores, food courts, restaurant stores, supermarket chains, workshops and factories... are opened one after another.

But before the landslide, he was buried alive with a bang.

"Bah, this is outrageous."

"It's not her own. She picked it up. She bullies the old Shen's family all day long. It's really a waste of supporting her all these years."

"I don't ask her to be grateful to Dade, but she should show some conscience."

"She's sixteen or seventeen, she's a big girl, why is she still ignorant of human affairs?"

"It's really pitiful Xiangxi, how did this poor child get into the hands of this wicked little bastard!"

Everyone was chattering, and Shen Yiwen was helpless.The original owner was also surnamed Shen, but he was not born to the Shen family.Back then, the old lady went up the mountain to collect firewood and brought her back.

She is born with supernatural powers, but has a bad temper. She has been domineering for many years, and everyone in the production team hates dogs.

Passing by the river this morning, I saw a child from my aunt's family holding half a vegetable dumpling, who was beaten all over his body with cuts and bruises.She was so hungry that she wanted to pick out the vegetable dumpling, but unexpectedly she got blood on her hand and was bumped into by someone, so she couldn't argue with it.

Later, when it was raining, the road was slippery, and she fell and got cold.

"mother--!"

The half-sized boy was covered in mud, as if he had rolled down a hillside.

The man was starving and skinny, wearing dirty clothes and tattered clothes, and ran so fast when he came that even the sole of a rotten shoe flew away.

Fourth Aunt Shen's name is Yu Caixia, not counting the baby in her womb, she gave birth to three sons before.

The eldest son, Shen Xiangdong, and the second son, Shen Xiangnan, just now, the one who was bruised and covered in blood, paralyzed by the riverside, was called Shen Xiangxi, and the child was only ten years old.

At this moment, the second son Xiang Nan's face was pale.

Captain Qian Fengshou pulled a bull cart and sent Yu Caixia and Xiangxi to the commune. The villagers followed suit, and the people by the river had already dispersed.

"Shen Yiwen, where's my mother, where's my brother? What did you do to them?"

Shen Xiangnan rushed over and grabbed Shen Yiwen's collar.

People are very strange. When there is no storm in normal life, Xiang Nan always thinks that his brother is listless, doesn't like to make a sound, and is not serious enough.

But when something happened to this person, he always thought about the good things in the past, as if the bad things had been downplayed.

When he saw the blood by the river, his heart was so cold that he could only hold on to Shen Yiwen even more, for fear that she would escape.

"Let go!" Shen Yiwen pushed, but didn't dare to use too much force.Otherwise, I am afraid that my strength will be too strong and I will push people to death all at once.

"not me."

"fart!"

Xiang Nan's eyes widened, and he scolded as soon as he opened his mouth, but——

Shen Yiwen slammed her fist on the big tree by the river, and with a bang, the trunk as thick as a bucket broke in half.

Xiang Nan was startled and fearful, but he still didn't let go.

Shen Yiwen's face was full of displeasure.

"Your brother received at least several slaps and kicks for that injury. Look over there is a wooden stick with blood on it. That person beat him with a stick."

"I know exactly how strong I am. If it were me, all at once would be enough."

Xiang Nan's eyes were red: "Impossible, don't try to argue, obviously Aunt Wang..."

"I was the only one present at the time, so everyone suspected me."

When she rolled her eyes, the original owner's dog temper was really bad, and he was also very impatient. Normally, he would definitely get angry first.

Such an explanation seems to be devoid of people, in case it is discovered... Forget it, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

Her face darkened: "You bastard, you little bastard cheated on me, wait until you catch him, and see if I don't kill him, bah!"

Shen Yiwen was vicious, told Xiang Nan's calf to turn around, and almost ran away without pulling his legs.

But still hold on tightly.

"What are you still doing?"

She imitated the original owner and said fiercely: "If something bad happens to your brother, then I will be miserable, and if I am not sure, I will have to take the blame for others."

"Fourth aunt was in a hurry to go to the commune. She didn't bring any money. There must be a shortage of money there. Why don't you hurry? Go home and get the money and send it to her!"

Xiang Nan was shocked: "Yes, yes... brother, and my mother... money, I have to take money..."

He lost his mind and ran away in a panic.

Maybe, it's not her?
Shen Yiwen is a bad person, she has never seen such an abominable person, she has many flaws, and her reputation is notorious.

But there is only one thing, be brave!She disdains lying.

Shen Yiwen groped in place.

In her previous life, she was good at soil surveying, auto repair of agricultural machinery, increasing production value, cultivating excellent grain seeds, etc., and was an expert in agriculture.

Even if I have a lot of business, I usually leave it to a professional manager to take care of it, which is essentially an academic.

Can……

"It's better to learn criminal investigation if I knew it earlier."

Everyone was crowded, and the scene of the crime was damaged a lot.

But, the stick...like someone's fire stick?
Searching around in her mind, she now sees everyone as a suspect.

"Crack-"

Shen Yiwen sulked with a stern face, and there was a sound not far away, someone stepped on the withered and yellow dry wood branches in late autumn.

"Who?"

Xiao Shuxuan lifted it up, as clear as a god.

It was a birch forest.

A young man, wearing a plain white shirt, washed old army green trousers, and carrying an old-fashioned bamboo suitcase in his hand.

He has a bright temperament and is spotless, but he looks very handsome.

The peach-blossom eyes, which are born to be mesmerizing, are dyed with a touch of beauty, like spring water.But the expression is so distant, giving people a very cold feeling.

"Comrade, may I ask if Captain Qian is there? My surname is Cheng. I'm here to look for him."

When the man opened his mouth, he had a good voice, and the tone was clear and clean.

Shen Yiwen couldn't help taking a few more glances.

He is really a handsome man, but for some reason, there is a lonely and heavy atmosphere, probably something has happened before.

"Uncle Qian has gone to the commune. His family lives in the east. When he walked to the end, he saw a wooden fence. The house with two loess houses inside was his house, and there was a cowshed next to it."

"Thank you comrade."

He lifted his lips and smiled, appearing to be modest and elegant.It dispelled the coldness all over the body, making people feel like spring breeze.

Shen Yiwen stared at him a few more times before saying, "No thanks."

……

Cheng Juan carried the suitcase and walked along the yellow dirt road.

It was late autumn and October, and it was bitterly cold here in the Northeast. The weather had already been cold, but his clothes were thin, and he didn't seem to feel the cold.

"Ah Jun..."

A voice echoed in my ears: "Ah Jun, escape..."

Cheng Juan's jaw tightened.

Take out a sedative and inject it intravenously along the inside of the crook of the arm.

His arms are covered with old scars.

Slashed by a knife, pulled by a belt, burned by a cigarette... There are even a few traces of gunshot wounds and stray bullets.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the shadows in his eyes.