I am a Big Villain

"Yan Xun, your package."

On a farm in a commune in Long Province, a group of men in their 40s and 50s were cleaning the excrement in a pig pen with shovels. On a cold day, the breath they exhaled seemed to turn into ice slag, and their exposed hands were so cold. It was bright red, with many cracks, and pustules and crusted flesh could be seen.

The gatekeeper of the farm was a lonely old man from a nearby village. His only son became a martyr. The superiors compensated him by finding him such an easy job. As long as he took good care of the bad elements in the farm's labor camp, he received food and accommodation every month. At the farm, there are still eighteen dollars to get.

Old Man Li has no worries, and it is useless to ask for more money. Naturally, he will not make things difficult for those who are already suffering. Usually when the relatives of these reform-through-labor prisoners send packages, he will simply open them and take a look. As long as there is nothing Hazardous items will be returned to the owner intact.

Things are not so good in other places. Usually when packages and letters come, most of the good stuff has to be stripped away first. How much is left in the end depends on fate. As for the letters, most people won't open them, but you can. You also have to make sure that the farm where you stay doesn't have people who like to stir up trouble. Otherwise, there is no way to impose a literary jail on you and aggravate the charges.

"Package? Mine?"

A stooped, old-looking man raised his hand in the crowd, his eyes a little surprised.

The man looked to be in his forties or fifties, his face was already covered with traces of wind and frost, there were several deep lines on his forehead, and his hair was half white and messy by the strong wind.

He is Yan Chu's father in this world, and he is also the one he wants to save. If someone who knew Yan Xun stood in front of him at this time, he would probably not recognize the man in front of him. He was the man who amazed the entire Yanjing University back then. .

Counting the days, it has been almost ten years since he came to this farm for renovation, and he has never received a letter or package during this period. Not only him, but all the people who were put down here have not received letters from home. There are only a handful of times.

This is the norm in this era. Everyone wants to have a clear relationship with them, and no one will take the initiative to provoke them.

Yan Xun could not have thought of anyone who would send him a package. His wife had divorced him when he had the accident, and she had taken away their son who was only seven years old at the time. She also published a newspaper article to break away from their relationship. Those students back then , which is already very good without adding insult to injury. His parents died young and he has no direct brothers and sisters. Yan Xun couldn't recover for a moment and thought he had heard wrongly.

"Old man Li is calling you. We haven't received anything from outside for more than half a year, right?"

The person next to Yan Xun pushed him, and he came to his senses and followed Old Man Li outside. When he came back, everyone saw that his eyes were red and he was carrying a large package. I don’t know who sent the letter.

"My son wrote me a letter. I haven't seen him in almost ten years. He was a fat little boy back then, but I don't know if he is tall or strong now."

Yan Xun came in from outside. When he walked, he felt as if he was stepping on cotton. He was drifting and felt like he was dreaming.

When his ex-wife left him with her son, he didn't complain at all. Who put him in that situation? She took her son away, so at least she wouldn't be implicated by him.

But thinking about it, Yan Xun was thinking about his only son all the time in this closed farm. He knew in his heart that his ex-wife would remarry sooner or later at such a young age, and his son was so young, and maybe he would no longer remember that he was still alive in a few years. Having a father like him.

Yan Xun is sometimes afraid that his son will resent the existence of his tainted biological father, and that he will never see his son again in this life.

"Why are you crying? You should be happy that your son wrote to you and sent you something." The man next to Yan Xun smiled at him and said, while he was happy for him, he was also a little lonely. His children are now Where should they be?

Yan Xun nodded repeatedly and did not open the letter package on the spot. The farm stewards often came to patrol and supervise. If he caught them slacking off and not working, they would deduct their food.

After finishing the work in the morning, everyone took their lunch boxes to get food. Today’s lunch was a corn bun mixed with chaff and a bowl of porridge that was so thin that you could barely see a person’s face. Such a meal was not enough. I'm full, but everyone seems to be used to it.

"Look, what did your son send you?"

Everyone has been together for so long, and everyone’s background is basically understood. They all know that when Yan Xun was sent here, he had a seven-year-old son who was taken away by his ex-wife. They didn’t expect that this son was still alive. I remember that as his biological father, he deliberately found out that the other party was sent to this farm, and even sent letters and things.

The porridge they brought was already cold, and it was impossible to eat it on such a cold day. Fortunately, the caretaker on this farm was not a bad person and gave them a stove that was not used on the farm. They had to provide the firewood themselves. They picked it up from a nearby mountain. With this stove and the earthen jar given to them by the janitor Old Man Li, they could drink hot porridge and water even in the winter.

In one room, seven old men put all the portions of porridge and cornstarch buns into earthen pots and cooked them slowly. They sat cross-legged on the Kang and waited for Yan Xun to unpack the parcels.

Yan Xun handed the large package to the people next to him and asked them to open it slowly. He couldn't wait to open the letter from his son. When he opened the letter, his fingers were still trembling.

"Dad, these days, I keep thinking of you in my dreams and my childhood life."

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"My mother is no longer my only mother. She replaced my stepbrother with my name. Now, I have become an educated youth who goes to the countryside to support agriculture. I have to work in the fields every day. My shoulders and back aches. At this time, I can't help but wonder if you are more tired and harder than me."

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"It's been a year in a blink of an eye. I really miss the taste of the candied haws a stick you took me to buy when I was a kid. I miss the days when you took me to play with ice in the winter. Dad, I miss you."

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Yan Xun was so sad that he couldn't breathe. He covered his face to prevent tears from dripping onto the letter. He thought that even if his ex-wife left with his son, at least she was still the biological mother of the child, so she would not treat the child badly. But now when he reads the letter Every word he said, the child might have been wronged a lot.

This made Yan Xun feel distressed, but he also blamed his ex-wife. His son was still young at the time, so he might not have known about it. When he first got into trouble, his ex-wife filed for divorce and took the children away from him. At that time, he left his parents behind. He gave a box of gold bars to his wife as a token of appreciation for a man who would never be able to fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

That box of gold was enough to raise a whole yard of children, but in the end, that's how the woman treated her son, letting him become an educated youth instead of her stepson.

Yan Xun's heart clenched into a ball, and he wished he could rush to his son right now and tell him that his father was still there and that he would take good care of him in the future.

"Xiao Xun, don't be too sad."

The old man next to him patted Yan Xun on the shoulder. He was the eldest among the group.

"Look how much your son cares about you. These gloves and knee pads are just in use now. He prepared these things for you with good intentions. Just now when I was making porridge, I heard Director Lin and others chatting, saying that we Two labor reform prisoners at the Red Soldier Farm not far away were rehabilitated and have now returned. The Gang of Four has been overthrown. The higher-ups are very concerned about those unjust, false and wrongful cases. We may one day go back. "

He encouraged Yan Xun: "Think about your son, he is only seventeen. Don't you want to see him marry and have children? Your stepfather is always inferior to your biological father."

The old man's words instilled unprecedented determination in Yan Xun. He clutched the letter in his hand tightly. Yes, he wanted to live well.

*****

"Ding - the completion rate of the side mission is 80%, dear, keep up the good work!"

Yan Chu was at the supply and marketing cooperative in the county town at this time, and was startled by the message that suddenly popped up.

"What's wrong?" Lin Qingshan looked at Yan Chu's eyes staring straight into the air, followed his line of sight, and saw nothing.

"It's nothing." Yan Chu shook his head, realizing that his letter probably had an effect.

I wanted to give it a try before, and the bet was how much he cared about his son, the original person. While expressing his longing for his son in the letter, he also vaguely mentioned his current situation. If he lived too well, he would only let Yan Xun He felt relieved and no longer worried about anything. Only when he was not doing well would Yan Xun be worried and muster up the fighting spirit to carry on.

Now it seems that he has won, but why is the system's automatic notification sound so cute?

"We have to speed up. Brother Ding is still waiting outside the county town. I think they have almost finished buying New Year's goods and they should go back soon."

Lin Qingshan reminded Yan Chu that, as expected, this was their last trip to the city before the year. In addition to some daily necessities, the educated youth also needed to buy some things for the New Year. He and Yan Chu were the representatives.

Most of the necessary things have been bought according to the list. Now the two of them are wandering around and buying personal items.

Yan Chu nodded and paused when passing by the counter selling ointment.

Although he doesn't have a girlfriend, he has heard the saying that he can cure all diseases. Every girl should like bags, lipstick and cosmetics, right?

Yan Chu was not sure. He couldn't buy those things in this era. Looking at several boxes of beautifully packaged cream on the counter, he finally picked up one of them and paid for it.