Reborn 1980: Cannon fodder mother changes her life against fate

Grandma’s house is much more lively this year than in previous years because she found her long-lost young son.

Lu Chuyao was a little surprised when he met his uncle for the first time.The dark and rough face depicts a sense of weathered story. The forehead is large and covered with crisscrossing deep wrinkles, but the eyes are bright and tight.

My uncle's current name is Zhou Baisheng, and he is only 46 years old.

Under the loving eyes of the other party, Lu Chuyao took her husband's arm and came to the person, calling her uncle affectionately.

With a burst of loud laughter, Zhou Baisheng took out two red envelopes from the inner pocket of his cotton coat and said, "This is for you and the children. Uncle would like to thank you and Mingze for taking care of Zhou Tao and Chen Yu."

"Uncle, you are too polite."

Cousin Zhou Tao came over, picked up the ignorant Song Zhiyu, and said to Lu Chuyao: "Just accept it, Chuyao. This is my father's wish. Wife, where is ours?"

Chen Yu, who was surrounded by children, put down the stainless steel basin and told his aunt's granddaughter Lingling, "Lingling, help my cousin watch over my younger brothers and sisters and don't eat cold noodles everywhere."

After finishing a few small things, Chen Yu wiped his hands, took out the last red envelope from his trouser pocket and put it into Song Zhiyu's arms.

"Xiao Yu, do you still know your cousin?"

Song Zhiyu has a good memory. After all, his mother takes him to the city every month to reconcile accounts. They meet many times, so he naturally keeps these two faces in mind.

Favors and etiquette come and go, and Lu Chuyao also returned a red envelope to each child.

After sending it to the back, two red envelopes were missing.I went to my grandma to ask for it, but she said she didn’t have any of these things at home. “Just give me the money, don’t do all the bells and whistles, it’s useless!”

When grandma spoke, Lu Chuyao didn't take it into consideration.

She gently took her grandma's hand and entered the room, closing the door behind her.

The old man was confused and didn't understand what his granddaughter wanted to do. "What's wrong? I want to whisper something to grandma. Don't let others hear."

Lu Chuyao blinked mischievously, raised his lips and said softly, "Yes, how can we, grandfather and grandson, whisper to others and let others listen."

In the midst of grandma's laughter and nightmare, she conjured up a golden ring like magic.

The gold ring was placed on the white and delicate palm, shining brightly under the natural light. Lu Chuyao held her grandma's hand and pushed the ring into her ring finger.

Grandma struggled and refused to take it, it was too expensive.She is an old country lady who works every day, feeding chickens and cutting grass. Why should she wear a gold ring when her hands are not clean!

"It's your birthday next month, and I can't come back. I bought this ring as a birthday gift. My mother and Song Mingze's grandma both have it."

"Your mother gave birth to you, so you should buy it for her. Grandma should also be filial, but why did you buy this for me?" The old lady felt sorry for her granddaughter's money and wanted her to take it and return it.

Lu Chuyao took hold of her grandmother's hand, which was covered with spots and wrinkles, hugged her from the side, then leaned down and rested her chin on the old lady's shoulder, saying affectionately, "I am filial, and I will be filial to you for my mother."

While Song Mingze was dealing with the guests and relatives at his grandmother's house, he glanced at the closed door from time to time, wondering what his wife was doing inside.

Son Song Zhiyu quickly gained the favor and favor of many younger brothers and sisters with his outstanding appearance and outfit.

They curiously touched Song Zhiyu's corduroy overalls and short blue baker's jacket.

A child from his aunt's house asked his sister, "My brother's clothes are different from ours. His shoes are leather shoes."

Lingling nodded maturely and whispered to the younger siblings below, "Of course, the little brother's father is the battalion commander, he is very powerful. His family is rich and lives in a big city, so he is naturally different from us."

Lingling heard these words from her mother and relayed them to her younger siblings.

After some coquettish play by her granddaughter, the grandma finally accepted this precious gift.

Before going out, she told her granddaughter, "Don't buy me any more jewelry in the future. I will keep this ring for you for the time being, and I will give it to you a hundred years later."

Lu Chuyao smiled and said nothing. We will talk about the rest later.Although buying gifts for several elders almost depleted her little coffers, she was happy with it.

"You have to wear it anyway!"

Grandpa took the good wine given by Song Mingze and invited everyone to stay for dinner.

Lu Haoyang glanced at the sky outside and hesitated, "Grandpa, it's hard to walk at night, so let's try it next time."

The old man's eyes widened, and Lu Haoyang was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva.

Li Miaohua knew her father's temper best. She was afraid that he would get angry and damage his health, so she quickly patted her son on the back and smoothed things over by saying, "Of course I have to stay for dinner. Mom, let's cook early."

The old lady came out of the inner room, nodded when she heard the words, turned to her eldest daughter and shouted, "Yingzi, go wash the rice and cook it. The rice bags are in the jar, cook more, there are more people." After arranging the eldest daughter, she turned her attention back On my little daughter.

"Hua'er, you go to the vegetable garden and pull out some carrots and fry some meat later."

As for her youngest son, who had just recognized Lai, the old lady paused. Considering that her son had not lived at home for a few days and was not familiar with the various arrangements at home, she immediately closed her mouth.

She walked to the utility room with her little feet. The sauerkraut she had soaked some time ago could be taken out and eaten.

It gets dark early in winter. After dinner at 05:30, the outside has already turned into a hazy dark blue.

Before Lu Chuyao left, he specially took Chen Yu aside to talk. Her voice was thin and small, just to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.

She asked Chen Yu to return later and spend more time at home with her children and parents.The business of cold noodle stalls is not easy in the middle of winter, so it is better to go later.

On the third and fourth day of the Lunar New Year, the young couple didn't go anywhere. They stayed at home chatting with their grandma and listening to the news on the radio.

Even if Xianfu is at home, Lu Chuyao is still very busy.She spends two and a half hours on writing every morning, has meals with her family at noon, and provides early childhood education to her children in the afternoon.

As for the night time..., naturally it all belongs to a certain hungry wolf with green eyes.

Because it was so frequent and long-lasting, Lu Chuyao was a little overwhelmed.

"...Hmm~, please be gentle, it hurts." It was only a few degrees outside at night in the winter, but at this moment, it was so hot under the quilt that it made it difficult to breathe.

Her sweaty white and tender arms stretched out from the quilt and grasped the pillow underneath tightly. Her soft waist suddenly arched, and her patience had reached its limit.

Like a big wolf dog, the man licked all the way up the curve, being undulated by the waves, and then lifted the quilt covering his head, breathing heavily.

The rich aura full of Song Mingze surrounded Lu Chuyao. He lowered his head and once again blocked the plump lips of his delicate wife.

No matter how much Lu Chuyao resisted and beat his chest, "...oh...", this man refused to leave.