Rebirth in the 1980s: Remarrying the Old Wang Next Door

"Dad, dad, don't leave, dad..."

Tian Menglian was frightened by the beating, and when she saw Tian Daqiang leaving, she also panicked. Although Zhang Chunhua was still there, Tian Mengqing was not as easy to bully as before.

"It's good to leave."

Tian Mengqing shouted towards the door.

Then, Tian Mengqing turned her head, stared directly at Zhang Chunhua and her daughter, and raised the right corner of her mouth.

"Why, aren't you two leaving yet?"

This aura looked like that of a gangster. Not to mention that Zhang Chunhua and her daughter were frightened. Together with Wang Guojun, they felt that they had never seen Tian Mengqing like this before, and they lacked some mental preparation.

"Mom, Mom, let's go quickly!"

Tian Menglian reached out to the side to pull Zhang Chunhua, but her hand was in the air for a long time without holding Zhang Chunhua.

Zhang Chunhua ran away long ago.

Tian Menglian turned around and saw that she was alone. She hugged the child and ran out of the door with all her strength, almost dropping the child in her arms.

Wang Guojun raised his eyebrows and got a wet towel to put on Tian Mengqing's face.

"Where did you learn these moves? There is indeed a way to scare people."

Tian Mengqing chuckled, pulling the muscles on her face, which made her brain dazed with pain.

After a while, she spoke slowly, "You haven't seen much of me at your godfather's place. How are you? Are you scared?"

Tian Mengqing covered her face and turned her head, with a smile in her eyes.

Wang Guojun habitually tapped Tian Mengqing's nose.

"You are really weird. Fortunately, you frightened them. Otherwise, a big battle might not have been avoided."

"I'm all set."

Wang Guojun twisted out a towel soaked in cold water and handed it to Tian Mengqing.

"hey-hey…"

Tian Mengqing smiled and put the towel on his face.

"hiss…"

His face felt like it was being roasted by fire, it was hot and painful, and Tian Mengqing couldn't help but make a sound.

Even though Tian Daqiang doesn't do much work, he was also the first to do farm work when he was young, so he has strong hands. Tian Mengqing has already learned this countless times.

When she was a child, she was often slapped by Tian Daqiang until she became dizzy. Sometimes she had to fall asleep for a whole day. Fortunately, God was kind and did not beat her silly.

"This Tian Daqiang is really ruthless, he strikes so hard."

Liu Meixiang left Wang Zeyu to Lao Zhang to take care of. She came in to see Tian Mengqing and happened to see this scene.

Tian Mengqing's beaten face was obviously much redder and swollen than the other side.

Liu Meixiang's heart felt as if she was being pricked by needles.

"Grandma, I'm fine. I'll be fine in two days."

Tian Mengqing freed up a hand to hold Liu Meixiang's hand to comfort her, worried that the old man would be worried and weak and might get sick.

"When you were a child, you had a father like this, and you suffered."

Tears shone in Liu Meixiang's eyes. She held Tian Mengqing's head with trembling hands and gently let Tian Mengqing lean into her arms.

Tian Mengqing was moved by Liu Meixiang's move and tears welled up in her eyes. Only here is her home, and the people in this house are her family.

"Grandma, you go and have a rest. I'm here in Mengqing. I'll go over and cook after I finish the work here."

Seeing this scene, Wang Guojun was also deeply touched.

He was afraid that if things continued like this, Tian Mengqing would be carried away emotionally and get stuck in the past and become sad. Wang Guojun quickly left Liu Meixiang and asked her to go back to her room.

"Yes, grandma, Zhang Chunhua and the others came to make trouble early this morning. You are also tired. Go back and rest for a while. I won't be in the way."

Tian Mengqing held back her tears, raised her head and looked at Liu Meixiang, whose face was full of tears, wiped away her tears, and then comforted her carefully.This man is old, like an old child, he needs to be coaxed slowly before he obeys.

Wang Guojun sent Liu Meixiang back to the house, visited Lao Zhang and Wang Zeyu, and then went to the kitchen to cook with confidence.

As soon as the firewood was lit and the pots washed, Tian Mengqing came in.

"Why are you here? Go back and rest quickly. These people don't need you to feed them."

When Wang Guojun saw Tian Mengqing come in, he put down what he was doing and wanted to push Tian Mengqing out.

"I wonder how Tian Yao'er is doing!"

Wang Guojun paused.

"Don't think about it so much. It's okay to love him. It's all good for whoever lets him suffer it. We didn't settle the score with him."

"I don't know how my godfather's investigation is going."

Tian Mengqing murmured to herself. Wang Guojun saw that she was worried and daydreaming, so he simply handed the firewood in her hand to let her do some work to distract her attention.

"Ok?"

The moment the firewood was placed in Tian Mengqing's hand, Tian Mengqing looked at Wang Guojun with wide eyes. He didn't say he didn't need her help just now, why now?
"You should find something to do quickly. It's very troublesome for you to think about things like this."

These words made Tian Mengqing laugh.

"Are you worried that I have become stupid? Then you will have to serve a silly woman who drools all day long. It will definitely feel uncomfortable."

Wang Guojun couldn't help but admire Tian Mengqing's unconstrained ability. He shook his head gently, "You should be a TV screenwriter, otherwise you will waste your random thinking skills."

Tian Mengqing felt excited after hearing this.

She moved the wooden stool, her eyes were shining, and she slowly approached Wang Guojun, "What is a screenwriter? Can I really become a screenwriter in a big city?"

Wang Guojun shook his head. He said it casually, but who knew Tian Mengqing took it seriously.

"Oh, come on, tell me, I've never seen it before. Please let me see the world."

Tian Mengqing shook Wang Guojun's arm, and Wang Guojun chuckled.

"???"

Tian Mengqing was confused, what's so funny about this? !
"What's wrong? What's so funny?"

Wang Guojun looked at the innocent Tian Mengqing and said, "I'm just kidding you. I don't know what a screenwriter is like. Anyway, everything on TV is written by screenwriters."

"Oh?…"

Tian Mengqing was thoughtful and stopped pestering Wang Guojun, so that Wang Guojun could concentrate on his work.

"Hey, hey, hurry up and add more firewood. What are you thinking about? You are so fascinated."

"I was thinking about the screenwriter you mentioned. Can you make a lot of money?"

Wang Guojun shook his head, there was really nothing he could do against Tian Mengqing.

He knelt down, picked up some firewood and threw it into the stove.

"You, help me think about what to eat tonight. Don't think about those nerve-wracking tasks. You don't understand even if you think about it. One day I will become famous and I will take you to experience it."

Tian Mengqing came to his senses.

"Let's buy a TV!"

Wang Guojun was frightened by Tian Mengqing's move. He raised his head and looked at Tian Mengqing, as if asking if it was true.

"Uh-huh."

Tian Mengqing nodded.

"Few people in the village have TVs in their homes, and we don't know many things about the outside world, so the income in our village is even worse."

"You can't understand the current situation. Besides, grandma and Lao Zhang are old. It's time to enjoy themselves."

Wang Guojun thought for a moment, "What you said makes sense."