Reborn in the 60s and adopted

After being beaten by Tang Mei, Mao Ming covered his body from head to toe and limped home to recuperate.

Mao Ming would pass by the brigade headquarters on his way home.

These days, almost all families in the village go out.

"Hey, who is that person with his face covered and limping?" Grandma Wang, the most idle person in the village, asked the old lady next to her.

"I don't know. Could it be a thief?" the old lady replied.

"Hey, it's broad daylight, that shouldn't happen." said Grandma Wang.

"It's hard to say. Why don't we go and take a look? Everyone in the village is busy with farming now. What if some hooligans take advantage of the fact that everyone is in the fields and no one is at home to steal food?" Old man Zhang looked at this sneaky man who didn't look like a good person.

"Okay, then let's go together." Grandma Wang suggested.

"Row."

Mao Ming heard the conversation between several old men and women and wanted to walk faster, otherwise it would be embarrassing if he was discovered.

"Hey, look, he's about to run away. He must be feeling guilty." said Old Man Zhang.

"Yes, let's stop him quickly." Grandma Wang trotted after him with her crutches.

"Hurry, hurry, let's all hurry up." Old man Zhang was excited.

Several old men and women surrounded Mao Ming.

"Tell me, who are you?" Grandma Wang asked sternly.

"I am..." Mao Ming was hesitating whether to say his name.

"He hasn't said anything yet. Let's beat him up first, and then he'll tell us." Old Man Zhang suggested, his hands already itching to try.

"Okay, let's fight."

Several people took out their handy crutches and hit Mao Ming with sticks on the roadside.

Mao Ming wanted to fight back and was about to push the person hard, but someone stepped on his hand.

"Ah..." Mao Ming screamed in pain. Today was really too painful.

"Everyone stop, this voice sounds familiar. Lift his face up." Grandma Wang ordered.

Old Mrs. Li, who was younger than her, took the initiative to step forward and pull Mao Ming's hand away.

"Hey, this person looks familiar, come and take a look." said Old Mrs. Li.

There were several old men and women, many of whom had cataracts and glaucoma due to their age, and could not recognize people clearly.

"Old lady Li, just tell us who he is. Several of us can't see clearly."

"He looks a bit like the boy from the village chief's family." Old Mrs. Li suddenly remembered and her mood suddenly became a little heavy.

"Ah, who are you talking about?" Grandma Wang asked in surprise.

"Brother Mao Yuanqing's son." Old Lady Li said it more clearly.

"Ah, then we are in trouble." Old Mrs. Li started to get scared.

"Yes, yes." Old man Zhang is now beginning to feel a little scared. This Mao Yuanqing holds a grudge very well. Will he take revenge on him?

"Don't be afraid. Look how timid he is. He must have done something bad just now. We are not afraid even if we take him to see the village chief now. Then we can let the village chief investigate what bad things he has done. Humph~" Grandma Wang glared at Mao Ming sharply.

Mao Ming was a little scared. He was not afraid of these old men and women, but he was afraid that the village chief would know that he was trying to trap the village chief's niece's granddaughter. He would definitely not get away with it, and his second uncle might even be implicated. There was no rush for revenge, so he had to do it secretly.

"I, I, I'm fine now." Mao Ming struggled to stand up, grimacing in pain.

"Mao boy, are you sure you are okay?" Grandma Wang asked.

"I'm really fine." Mao Ming.

"Then go ahead." Grandma Wang said to him.

"Okay." Mao Ming received the order to leave and moved his body back home with difficulty.