Traveling through the 1970s

Because Han Yunya did not return to the county, the old people in the cowshed also knew why.

"Danniu, are those two people really gone?" Old Master Yan asked worriedly.

Because a stranger appeared in the village, and came for Xiao Xiao, how could the two old men not be anxious? They were worried that Xiao Xiao would be hurt.

"Mr. Yan, he's gone. It's very strange. I checked. They were small leaders close to the Revolutionary Committee the day before, but suddenly left the next day." Zou Daniu frowned. He found that these two were from Kyoto, and he had a guess.

"Old Yan, they came from Kyoto. Could it be because of Xiao Yuan?" Old Master Cheng suddenly spoke, knowing in his heart that there was an 80% possibility.

"You mean it's because Xiaoxiao and Xiaoyuan are engaged?" Old Master Yan also fell into deep thought.

With Xiao Yuan's looks and family background, he is a very sought-after figure in Kyoto. If he were not still young, he would have been the head of the group long ago. Moreover, he is the most outstanding grandson of the Gu family.

The most famous person pursuing Xiao Yuan is probably the girl from the Lin family. Unfortunately, there is no good person in the Lin family, and Xiao Yuan doesn't like the women in their family.

If that girl knew that Xiaoyuan and Xiaoxiao were engaged, she might really do something to hurt Xiaoxiao, because that girl is a femme fatale.

The three of them all knew that Xiaoxiao might have suffered an unexpected disaster.

"Danniu, I'm writing a letter to Xiao Yuan, please send it to me as soon as possible." If you dare to hurt my granddaughter-in-law, I will make you die or lose a layer of skin.

When Mr. Cheng wrote the letter earlier than Mr. Yan, he also quickly wrote a letter and gave it to Zou Daniu, asking him to send it out together.

At noon, Han Yunyao came back to cook. Since there was nothing to do, Han Yunya came out to help.

"Xiaoxiao, do you know? Old Mrs. Han is now slumped over on the kang, eating and defecating all day long, and no one cares about her." Han Yunyao suddenly thought of the gossip she heard today, and spoke with a gloating tone.

"Then her sons and grandsons don't care about her?" It was my own doing that Old Lady Han could collapse on the kang, and I still had to put on a surprised expression. I was so tired!

"Who cares about her?"

When talking about this, Han Yunyao was glad that Xiaoxiao had such a good fortune that she didn't let others know. Otherwise, with the nature of the Han family, they would have eaten Xiaoxiao! How could they separate them? Dream on! They would not let Xiaoxiao go unless they sucked her blood and flesh dry and ate her clean.

I am also thankful that they have protected Xiao Xiao very well for such a long time and did not let anyone know about this.

Old Mrs. Han is not having a good time now. In just two or three months, she has become so thin that she is just a bag of bones. She doesn't have enough food to eat, and now that the family has split up, no one is willing to take care of her.

None of her most beloved grandsons even paid any attention to him. It was her unfavored Han Qingyu who took care of her by skipping meals and prevented her from starving to death.

Now Mrs. Han has neither the time nor the energy to come to her house to cause trouble. Han Jingyou and Han Jinghai dare not come to her house because they are afraid of being beaten. Han Jinglin will not show mercy to them.

In Qingshan Production Brigade, the old Han family is a bunch of lazy people and are not welcome in the village. Originally, they were supported by Han Jinglin's family, but now the family has split up and the relatives have been severed. The old Han family has a hard time, especially Han Jinhai's family. It is even harder because they have three half-grown boys who have not yet started a family and have developed lazy habits. They stopped going to school when they were only in their teens and became street urchins, stealing and bullying the weak and fearing the strong. They are considered useless.

This summer, Han Jinghai forced his three sons to work in the fields and sold two of his three daughters at once. The youngest, Han Qingyu, was the same age as Han Yunya and was also the most scheming of the Han family members. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for his two elder sisters to be sold, leaving him in the countryside at the age of 16 or 17, old enough to get married.

Han Family Old House

Han Qingyu returned home, washed her hands, and started picking vegetables to prepare cooking.

But after the separation, no one took care of the vegetable garden. Not only was it overgrown with weeds, there were not many vegetables, and the ones that were grown were not good and looked dry and limp. But she still went to find a handful of old vegetables, found a radish, washed it, and went into Old Lady Han's room.

"Grandma, I pulled out a radish. You can use it as a cushion first." She endured the stench in the room and spoke in a gentle voice, placing the washed radish in the dirty old witch's hands.

"Then I'll go cook. It will be too late if you're any later." She said cautiously, as if she was afraid of getting beaten if she was late, and quickly turned around and went out.

In fact, Han Qingyu really couldn't hold it in any longer. She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would vomit. It was really too smelly. If she didn't want to get what she had, she wouldn't bother to please this dirty and smelly old witch.

He didn't have time to curse and hurriedly stuffed the radish into his mouth, saying that the old lady was upset. Now he was getting his retribution. Now no one cared about him, and the granddaughter, whom he despised the most, was the one who took care of him. In the past, the grandson, whom he loved like the very beginning, never came to his room to take a look.

I thought of the good things about the third brother. Although he was not my biological son, he was capable, filial, and affectionate. It was a pity that I didn't see it clearly before and hurt his family.

Old Mrs. Han knew that the things buried in her house were dug up by someone, either the eldest or the second son, but they left her to fend for herself. There were many things in there that belonged to the third son's family.

She had cursed and shouted, but no one came to see her for so many days. Only Qingyu came in to bring her food.

"Qingyu, Qingyu." Old Mrs. Han had no strength left, but after eating a radish, she gained some strength. She called her granddaughter, who had brought her food these days, and told her that she had something to say to her.

Although she frowned and looked disgusted, Han Qingyu still responded sweetly: "Hey, here I come."

The whole family wished the old witch would die, but she was too tough to die. Han Qingyu walked towards the old witch's house.

"Grandma, what's wrong? I haven't prepared the meal yet!" He suppressed the urge to rush out and spoke weakly.

Last time, I hid the small box. When I came back and told the old witch that I didn't find it, the old witch believed it. Thinking of those things, Han Qingyu screamed in her heart and waited for the old witch to speak.

"Qingyu, go to the big rock at the back of the mountain and find a square brick..."

Han Qingyu was in a very good mood. She quickly made a bowl of noodles with two poached eggs and sent it to the old lady's room before the Han family came back. Then she began to slowly cook her own meals.

Except for Han Qingyu, no one knew what Old Lady Han had said to her. After that, she told the old lady to have a full meal and didn't say anything else.

When Old Han's family came back, they didn't hear the old witch's moans, and no one paid any attention to her, let alone visit her.