Rebirth in a Book: The Road to Breakthrough

He saved my fourth uncle, but he was seriously injured and could not be saved. He died, but he left us some support. It really proves that good people don't live long, but evil people will leave behind thousands of years. Old man Yu was considered a good person among the group of human traffickers led by my fourth uncle. It's ridiculous that he died to save a bad guy. My fourth uncle gave us some conveniences in life, but he gave us greater obstacles in escaping.)

"Mom, please pay more attention to Fourth Uncle's every move. We will take action after he goes out this time." The adoptive father said with a serious expression and a cautious tone.

Grandma nodded slightly and said, "Go to bed."

The foster father stood up, gently touched Yu Congcong's head, and then walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. Grandma walked to the door, locked it, and blew out the oil lamp.

Yu Congcong was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth. She didn't expect that her adoptive father was actually planning to get rid of her fourth uncle. This was too dangerous. Moreover, this was not the first time. Last time, Yunniang died. Yunniang should be the original owner's biological mother. Why did the mother want to die? Many questions clamored in her mind.

Grandma groped her way back to the bed, met my gaze in the moonlight and said, "Congcong, it's getting late, go to bed." I nodded and lay down on the bed obediently. Grandma and adoptive father then talked about some things in the village, which I was confused and could not understand. So, Yu Congcong went over the information in his mind and fell asleep in a daze.

The sky is as blue as a gemstone, with a few white clouds floating leisurely. Occasionally, an unknown bird will fly across the sky, adding a touch of vitality to this peaceful scene. At this moment, it is about the end of June and the beginning of July, and the autumn breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

At the foot of the mountain, golden rice fields sway gently in the autumn wind like a golden ocean. In the rice fields, the mature rice ears hang their heads, as if telling people the joy of a good harvest. Lying lushly on the shady hillside, the view is wide and you can clearly see the terrain of the entire Lihua Village.

Lihua Village is sheltered by mountains on all sides, like a quiet paradise. The peaks in the northwest are towering into the clouds, and the peaks are shrouded in clouds and mist, giving people a mysterious and solemn feeling. The lake in the southwest is like a mirror, with clear water reflecting the sky and the surrounding mountains, which is beautiful. The lake water flows out from the mountain stream behind the peaks, and the reason for its formation is curious. Is it the gathering of groundwater or the accumulation of natural rainwater? The water flows through the mountain stream in the south and flows to the unknown distance.

There is a gap in the southeast, which is the passage for the fourth uncle and his team to enter and exit. Lush greenery lies on the northern hillside. There is a relatively gentle hillside here, which is a good place for villagers to chop firewood and collect mountain products. Behind the hillside is a mountain connected to the peak, and the mountain is steep.

Yu Congcong looked down at the people working hard in the rice fields. She had been here for a week, and through chatting with the old people in the village, she learned that she had traveled back to 1954, the fifth year after the founding of New China.

During this week, Yu Congcong had a general understanding of her current living environment through the conversation between the original owner's grandmother and her adoptive father. There were only seven or eight aboriginal households in Lihua Village, and most of them were small in number. They all had the surname Fu and had an old patriarch who was highly respected.

The Fu family members are very united, but they choose to remain on the sidelines regarding the affairs of the fourth uncle. It is because of this attitude that they have survived and have now reached a situation where their numbers are equal to those of the fourth uncle and his men. However, they do not have weapons and dare not act rashly. The adoptive father has approached the old patriarch Fu Youtian to join the plan. The old patriarch Fu Youtian is worried that the sacrifice of the clan members will make the already small population of the Fu family even sparser, making it impossible to suppress the fourth uncle and his men, making the situation even more difficult, so he has not responded. The living conditions here are difficult and the environment is dangerous, as if it is a wolf's den hidden in the mountains. The adoptive father works hard during the day and quietly goes out to contact others at night, working hard to change the status quo.

Why………

"Congcong, where are you? I'm here to play with you." The clear and loud voice of a boy came slowly from the intersection at the foot of the mountain.

Yu Congcong stood up, picked up a piece of soil and threw it in the direction where the sound came from.

A boy who looked about 11 or 12 years old was running quickly from the foot of the mountain towards Yucongcong. When she looked closely, she found that it was Tiezhu, whom she had just seen last night. I don't know why he is looking for me. Should I speak? Is the original owner friendly with her? Without the original body's memory, I have to be careful in everything I do.

"Congcong, don't be afraid, there is no one else here. Uncle Dazhuang said that you can talk, but you can't let others know that you can talk. Besides, grandpa said that he would marry you to me. If others know that you can talk, someone will snatch you from me!" Tiezhu ran to Yu Congcong and said breathlessly.

Yu Congcong was full of black lines, muttering to herself: How old are you! You're already talking about a wife! She quickly changed the subject: "The clan leader has agreed to join my father's plan."

"Wow, Congcong, you have a nice voice!" Tiezhu exclaimed exaggeratedly. Listening to this boy's flattery, Yu Congcong felt very happy. This was the thing that Yu Congcong was most satisfied with her original body.

"Grandpa didn't agree. He said he would discuss it with the clan members." Tiezhu said and sat down next to me.

"We need to discuss it with our tribesmen. What if the news leaks out?" Yu Congcong said anxiously, and was about to stand up.

"It won't leak out. Such major events are usually attended by men, and women are not allowed to participate." Tiezhu held Yu Congcong tightly and said anxiously.

"Really?" Yu Congcong asked uncertainly.

"Really? If you don't believe me, I'll take you to see it and let's eavesdrop." Tiezhu stood up and pulled Yu Congcong up.

"Didn't your grandfather ask anyone to guard it?" Yu Congcong asked doubtfully.

"There must be someone guarding it. Otherwise, if someone heard it and told Uncle Si, that bad guy wouldn't even know about it."

Tiezhu pulled Yu Congcong down the hillside and continued, "We said we were going to get some fresh air. Grandpa trusts me a lot. I keep my mouth shut. The uncles often ask me to run errands."

Tiezhu raised his head with a proud look on his face, "I also earned a lot of food. The sweet potatoes I gave you before were earned by me."

"Ah, this guy has a friendship with the original body, he must be very familiar with it! I didn't reveal any flaws! It should be fine, grandma and adoptive father didn't find out, he is just a little kid, he definitely won't find out. I'd better say less, this guy seems to be a bit chatty, let's wait for him to reveal the information."

"Congcong, don't worry. If you become my wife, I will definitely not let you starve." Tiezhu said, patting his chest.

Yu Congcong curled the corner of his mouth and complained in his heart: If it can be fed with sweet potatoes, it must be very easy to feed it. Can it be fed with bamboo strips?

"Grandpa said that he will discuss the engagement with your grandma after he discusses it with the clan members." Tiezhu said happily.

"My grandma agreed." Yu Congcong raised her voice.

"Even if she didn't agree directly, grandma definitely agreed that you would be my wife. Your grandma didn't hide the fact that you are good at talking from grandpa and me." Tiezhu said with certainty.

"I'm not hiding it from you. 'The fact that I can talk' means I agree to marry you. How does that make sense?" Yu Congcong couldn't help but scold.

"Don't disbelieve it. My grandfather said that your grandmother is just hinting at it." Tiezhu said anxiously.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, they saw Sister Jinhua coming from the opposite side from afar. She pulled Tiezhu's hand and raised her chin towards that direction.

Tiezhu looked at Jinhua and said, "Grandma Jinhua, where are you going?"

Jinhua looked at Yu Congcong and the others and said, "Tiezhu, I'm going to get some firewood. Tiezhu, didn't you go to work for your grandfather?"

Tiezhu replied: "My grandfather was tired yesterday and is resting today. He is worried that I am also exhausted, so he asked me to rest as well."

Yu Congcong and Tiezhu passed by Jinhua and heard Jinhua muttering, "Patriarch Fu is old and Tiezhu is still young, how can they live..."

Tie Zhu curled his lips and said, "Don't listen to her nonsense. My grandfather is still young, only 56. She is old."

"Let's go quickly. Grandpa will finish the discussion soon."

Tiezhu pulled Yu Congcong towards the ancestral hall.

Yu Congcong and the others rushed to the window corner of the Fu Family Ancestral Hall, and Tiezhu greeted the people who were keeping watch in the distance. The voice of the clan leader came from inside: "Think carefully about whether to join or not. But let me be frank. If there are any bad consequences, don't blame anyone. Whether you agree or not, shut up. The wives at home are not allowed to say anything, especially those big mouths."

"Don't worry, Chief, I'll keep my mouth shut." Everyone answered in unison. As expected, it was the end. Nothing was heard, and Yu Congcong sighed deeply.

Tiezhu comforted Yu Congcong: "Congcong, don't sigh. I will ask my grandfather tonight and tell you tomorrow."

Yu Congcong looked at him, her eyes bright. Tiezhu continued, "The uncles will think about it for an afternoon and give Grandpa an answer in the evening."

More than twenty adult men walked out of the ancestral hall one after another with steady movements.

Some of them smiled friendly and greeted Yu Congcong and the others warmly after seeing them: "Tiezhu, are you and Yaya here to see Grandpa?"

Tiezhu quickly replied with a smile: "Yes."

Yu Congcong stood quietly by the side, with an indifferent look, neither saying a word nor nodding, as if she hadn't heard anything. They seemed to be used to it and walked away naturally.

Yu Congcong looked at them silently, and at the same time silently memorized the names of most people in his heart.

A skinny, wrinkled old man stood behind the crowd. He was the old patriarch of the Fu clan, Fu Youtian. He didn't look like a 56-year-old at all, but rather a man in his late 70s.

Although Fu Youtian looks old, he gives people a gentle feeling.

Fu Youtian walked out of the ancestral hall at a leisurely pace, his eyes fell on Yu Congcong, his face was filled with a kind smile, and he said softly: "Congcong, you came with Tiezhu to look for grandpa, right?"

This tone was like coaxing a child, making Yu Congcong feel numb on her scalp. She frowned slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable; she scratched her head subconsciously, then nodded stiffly; at the same time, she kept reminding herself that she had to adapt to her current identity as an eight-year-old child; in the eyes of others, she might not even be eight years old.

"Come on, go home with grandpa. Grandpa will give you some delicious dried sweet potatoes." The clan leader said lovingly.