Reborn in the 1980s: The Rough Man Brother Loves Me So Much

Ling Ju chose a sunny day and went to Yan's house with Song Lingchen in her arms.

The old house of the Yan family was in the same courtyard as that of the Song family. Later, because Yan Gaojian retired, they moved to another courtyard, but it was not far from the Song family.

Yan Jinqi said that he cooks by himself and there is nothing else at home except agricultural products.

She thought about Mother's Day in May, although it is not widely known now.

It was not until the end of the century that it became popular across the country, but many people still knew about this festival.

I took some chicken eggs, duck eggs, and vegetables from home.

She went to the flower, bird and fish market and bought a pot of pink tulips and three pots of chrysanthemums. On the way there, she and Chen Yun went to Wangfujing to buy some fruit snacks.

As soon as the car drove into the compound where the Yan family lived, she saw Yan Gaojian and Zhao Qi waiting at the door from a distance, and Yan Jinqun and Yan Jintang were talking about something behind them.

A family of four welcomed her arrival.

The car stopped and several people stepped forward immediately.

"Orange, you're here!"

"Godfather, godmother, eldest brother, fifth brother, I'm sorry, I've been busy recently and haven't come to see you, please don't be offended."

"No, no, come in quickly! Give me the child! Song Lingchen, do you still recognize me?"

Song Lingchen flapped his arms and legs, and threw himself into Zhao Qi's arms with a smile.

Several adults couldn't help laughing, and their mood improved when they saw the children.

"Please wait a moment. I'll get something."

Ling Ju held the child and directed Chen Yun to take out two pots of flowers and the snacks they had bought. Yan Jintang took them with a tactful look.

"Thank you, Fifth Brother."

"polite."

After they entered the house, Zhao Qi looked at the two pots of flowers carefully. She liked tulips the most.

Yan Jinqun laughed heartily, "You really know how to buy oranges. Mom's favorite flowers are tulips and chrysanthemums, especially white chrysanthemums. Others say chrysanthemums are unlucky, but Mom thinks chrysanthemums are beautiful and simple and elegant."

Ling Ju was a little embarrassed, "What a coincidence, but big brother, I bought this chrysanthemum for my second brother, third brother and fourth sister."

After Ling Ju finished speaking, everyone looked at her.

"You are really thoughtful, kid."

The few of them chatted about family matters for a while, and Ling Ju was ready to talk about something that had been on his mind.

She felt that there was no need to hide it any longer. Perhaps if she expressed her confusion, the Yan family would be able to help her solve the problem.

She arrived early and saw that there was no outsider in the Yan family's old house.

"My godfather and godmother both said that I was destined to be with Fourth Sister. I think so, too. I came here today not only to see you two, but also because of something that has puzzled me for a long time."

"You said oranges."

Ling Ju straightened her sitting posture and said slowly, "I had a dream a long time ago. In the dream, I was a female soldier..."

Ling Ju recounted the scenes in her dream. She didn't speak fast, but every time she finished a sentence, the expressions of the other people in the Yan family became more serious.

When she said that her dream ended with her jumping off a cliff and falling into the water, the expressions of the Yan family members were no longer just serious, but also serious and inquiring.

Because every point she said matches the details of Yan Jinqi's sacrifice.

"Last time after Fifth Brother came to my house, I had this dream again, but every time I woke up before falling into the water. I don't know what this dream means, or maybe I'm just superstitious."

Yan Gaojian took off his reading glasses and asked, "Juzi, have you told anyone else about this dream?"

"I only told Song Qi and Uncle Li. Uncle Li usually studies Taoism. He told me that I might have some connection with Fourth Sister, but he couldn't say for sure."

"What I thought was that maybe getting in touch with more of Fourth Sister's things might give me some inspiration."

Zhao Qi said, "Then Big Boss and Big Five, you two can go up and take a look with Orange."

Yan Jintang nodded, then stood up and said, "Juzi, come upstairs with me and take a look at my fourth sister's tablet."

"it is good."

Ling Ju had the same intention, but she didn't expect that the Yan family would believe her after she said it and didn't raise any questions.

She followed Yan Jintang upstairs, and Yan Jinqun followed closely behind.

In the last room on the third floor, Yan Jintang turned the doorknob and led her in.

It was a very spacious and bright room with the curtains half drawn. On the side was a large black cabinet with three tablets placed on it.

Behind the tablet was a black and white photo, in front of each photo there was an incense bowl, and next to it were some fruits. The whole room was filled with a faint smell of incense, but it was not pungent.

The order of the tablets is Yan Jingliang, Yan Jingjia, and Yan Jingqi.

Ling Ju's eyes swept across the three tablets in turn. When her gaze fell on Yan Jinqi's black and white photo, her heart felt like it was hit hard by the waves.

The moment she looked into the eyes of the short-haired female soldier in the photo, she felt her soul being sucked in.

The world was spinning and I felt dizzy. I felt like a duckweed floating on the sea, swaying but unable to reach the shore!

Then, many memories that had never appeared before suddenly flooded into my mind.

It’s time to know everything! It’s time to know everything!

It turns out that Yan Jinqi was really raped to death after being pulled out of the water, and it was a setup by his own people!

It turns out that she is really the reincarnation of Yan Jinqi, and she lost her memory before the age of seven because she was reborn with the memory of Yan Jinqi!

The reason why Ling Ju attempted suicide when she was young was because she could not live with the painful memories of Yan Jinqi, which made her unable to bear and accept the reality!

So, is she Yan Jinqi or Ling Ju?

Ling Ju, who was born in 1961, and Ling Ju, who was born in 1996, both have a part of Yan Jinqi's soul! That's why their souls interpenetrated.

Ling Ju stood there completely stunned.

She was a little unsteady on her feet, leaning back against the wall with one hand, breathing heavily.

"Juzi! Are you okay?" Yan Jintang was a little panicked and wanted to support her, but her body kept sliding down. Ling Ju's condition was too wrong.

Her face flushed, and her hand grasped the wall unconsciously, leaving a scratch on the wall. Because she used too much force, the tip of her finger even bled! Her expression was a little distorted, and she was terrified!

It hurts! It hurts so much!

The feeling of being gang-raped is excruciating!

Who is it! Who is it!

Who designed her?

Who wants to harm the Yan family? The deaths of the second and third brothers! They are also responsible!

Who is it!

Ling Ju collapsed on the ground with bloodshot eyes, which scared Yan Jinqun and Yan Jintang.

"Ling Ju! Ling Ju! What's wrong with you? Wake up!"

"Brother, what's going on!"

Yan Jinqun was also in a panic, "I'll go get someone right away! Keep an eye on her!"

Ling Ju only felt that someone was shaking her hard, but she couldn't say anything.

In front of her were men in tattered military uniforms, with shameless grins on their faces. There was a stinky smell of sweat and it was a dim room!

Who tore off her clothes?

Who tied her arms?

Her legs were forcefully spread apart!

It hurts! It hurts so much!

Who is it!

Who is that person outside the window?

Who designed her?

Ling Ju's tears wet her face, slid down her face and dripped onto the gray carpet.

She looked at Yan Jintang on the side, his face full of worry and fear.

Ling Ju stretched out her hand, and her trembling fingertips touched Yan Jintang's cheek, then slid down.

A fragile female voice with tears in it said, "Old Four, my brothers and sisters died unjustly!"

Yan Gaojian and Zhao Qi, who had just rushed upstairs from the door, were holding Song Lingchen and saw the whole scene.

Ling Ju seemed to be completely unaware and kept repeating, "Old Four, my brother and sister died unjustly!"

"Old Four, my brothers and sisters died unjustly!"