Rebirth: 1977

Wen Yujie looked at Panjiawan and saw that among the dozens of households in the village, a few had already built buildings.

Even if the houses are not high-rise buildings, they are all houses with blue bricks and large tiles.

The villagers here don't seem to be very poor. The road where the tractor came has been paved with small stones.

I couldn't help but feel relieved.

At this time, everyone in the village has gone to work in the fields. The yellow rapeseed flowers and green wheat have grown up to the waist.

In patches of red flower meadows, bees were buzzing and collecting nectar.

Even if the working villagers saw a stranger coming to the village on a tractor, they would still see Tang Qizheng, the brigade director, accompanying them from afar.

At most, you can just wave your hands from a distance and shout: "Director Tang is here!"

Most people just bend over and do their own thing.

Wen Yujie stood under the shade of the trees at the entrance of the village and looked in silence for a while. The sadness on her face faded a lot, and then she continued to ask:

"Director Tang, Granny Pan is still a five-guarantee household, and her life must be very difficult.

When you see discarded children, will you pick them up and raise them?

Wouldn't she be worried that she, an old man, would not be able to support her two children?

She must be a kind person, right? "

Wen Yujie asked with some confusion.

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Tang Qizheng was stunned by the question. At that time, he was still serving in the army. Some things were rumored outside and Granny Pan acquiesced.

Moreover, life was difficult for everyone at that time, and no one would be kind enough to rush to raise an abandoned baby.

What did Grandma Pan think at the beginning?

Who will care?

"Sorry, I can't answer your question. I don't know much about those things. Grandma Pan has passed away now, and no one in the village remembers what happened more than 20 years ago.

In that era, children could not be fed after they were born, and many families were abandoned or sold, and no one would get to the bottom of it. "

Tang Qizheng answered while leading people towards Granny Pan's old house.

"Why are you still going back?"

When they were about to walk through a mulberry field behind the village, Aunt Mao couldn't help but ask.

The key point is that there are several exposed cesspits and cesspools in the mulberry field.

It emits a strong smell under the sun's exposure.

A patch of green-headed flies were flying around above.

Seeing the wriggling maggots in the manure tank, Aunt Mao and Xiao Fang vomited: "Uh... uh... uh uh uh..."

Wen Yujie gritted her teeth, endured the violent turmoil in her stomach, walked quickly to the front, turned her eyes away and looked at Tang Qizheng, and asked seriously:

"Is the place where Xiao Shui lives still behind?"

Tang Qizheng's face was serious, he nodded and said:

“It’s just past this mulberry field.

It turns out that people in the village lived near the river. Later, when they built new houses, they chose to leave their houses, so the backside became desolate. "

Tang Qizheng explained to Wen Yujie very seriously.

When he reached Ye Tianshui's new house and Granny Pan's old house, Tang Qizheng stopped and pointed:

“This new house was built by Xiao Shui after he earned his own money before he went to college.

Those two old houses with rough straw roofs are the houses where Granny Pan, Xiao Shui and Yin Yuling lived for decades. "

Wen Yujie stared blankly at the short, dilapidated old house that was leaking from all sides, her heart aching.

Since the things under the stove were dug out, Ye Tianshui left one key to Aunt Xiuzhen and one to Tang Qizheng.

Now Tang Qi was quickly opening the lock on the old house. The door was still new, but no one had lived in it, and the hinges on the door frame were rusty.

When Tang Qi was opening the door, the sound of sore teeth irritated everyone's ears.

There was a damp and musty smell inside, and the room was so dark that nothing could be seen.

'Clap. '

Tang Qizheng turned on the light switch. Even if he was used to using electric lights at this time, most people used fifteen-watt light bulbs.

People who are used to living in big cities still feel dim when looking at this light.

However, when Wen Yujie's parents were undergoing labor reform in Tushanwan, there were no electric lights and they relied on soybean oil lamps that could only see people's faces face to face.

Households with better conditions have kerosene lamps or even Mobil lamps at home, which make the rooms much brighter in comparison.

She and her parents usually would not mention those experiences that were long gone because they were unpleasant to think about.

Deliberately trying to forget those painful and humiliating days.

Now Wen Yujie, just seeing this dilapidated house and this dim electric light, thought of many past events buried deep in her heart.

Memories were overwhelming like a tide, almost drowning her.

Before giving birth to her son, Guan Yingzi was also a pitiable person in Wen Yujie's eyes, just as pitiful as her family members who were "cow ghosts and snake gods".

Seeing that she was willing to take the initiative to befriend him, Wen Yujie showed her heart to Guan Yingzi and gave her a share of all the good things he brought from the capital.

She was so moved that she cried when she heard that her child had not survived after birth and that she had not rested for a full day before she came out to take care of herself, who had no childbirth experience and was the first child to be born.

At that time, Wen Yujie felt that there was still warmth in the world.

Who knew, it was all a scam!

To be honest, the place where her parents lived at that time was a cowshed, which was not as good as Granny Pan's old house.

Of course Wen Yujie would not use such standards to make comparisons.

Tang Qizheng also hoped that Wen Yujie could see Xiaoshui's original living environment.

After all, his son Chu Sheng told him that the Yun family lived in a large villa.

Will two children with completely different living conditions be able to wake up the biological mother who has been 'pretending to be asleep'?

He thought that Xiao Shui was now at his own home in the capital, and felt that even if the Yun family woke up, it would be meaningless.

Xiaoshui now lives in more than just a 'big villa'.

If Tang Qizheng knew that Xiao Shui now lived in the 'Manor', he would be even more proud in front of Wen Yujie.

"Go and take a look next door. That's the new house that Xiaoshui built after making his own money."

Tang Qizheng felt that his goal was achieved, so he voluntarily quit the dark and cramped old house.

Now, Tang Qizheng also thought that Xiaoshui's life was really terrible before the Feng family broke off their engagement.

It's a pity that I didn't take the initiative to help him just because he saved his grandson.

It wasn't until Xiao Shui encountered such a mess on their wedding night and took the initiative to find him for help that he helped Xiao Shui.

Suddenly, a sense of guilt welled up in my heart.

Tang Qizheng felt guilty and felt that he was not qualified to blame Mrs. Yun in front of him.

My heart became much heavier.

He pushed open the new house next door. Although Ye Tianshui had never lived here, Pan Shifeng had asked his mother, Aunt Xiuzhen, to clean the house once a month and open the windows for ventilation.

It happened to be the Tomb Sweeping Day to sweep Grandma Pan's grave. Yin Yuling insisted on doing things at Xiaoshui's house and asked someone to fold ingots and paper money in this room. After the work was done, Aunt Xiuzhen cleaned the place and wiped the windows.

Wen Yujie stepped through the door, and her eyes suddenly lit up:

“Did Xiaoshui build this house with his own money?

Why didn't he leave the house and build the new house in front? "

Why doesn't Xiaoshui want to leave the house? Of course Tang Qizheng didn’t know the reason:

"It was Xiaoshui who made money to build a house after his engagement was broken off by the Feng family.

Xiaoshui also chose the homestead himself. "