Quick travel: The poor little thing in the period novel strikes back

"What are you doing for me?"

"I bought this book for you, so the things inside are of course yours too."

Tang Ping didn't think there was anything wrong with this. If he hadn't been worried that his young wife would find it boring during her pregnancy, he wouldn't have bought these books.

He was busy enough with training every day, so how could he have the time to read? As for handing it in, Tang Ping had never thought about it. 200 yuan was a lot for most people, but if he really handed it in, it wouldn't make much of a splash, and he wasn't sure what the money would be used for.

"Okay, then I'll save it for Xixi."

Shi Yan really had no shortage of money. Although she was not very fond of reselling business, when her belly was not very noticeable, she still sold fruits and vegetables from the space on the island several times and made a lot of money.

In addition, Tang Ping’s allowance was not low, so except for the money she sent to Shi’s mother at the beginning, she has not touched any of her earnings until now.

"Okay, it's all up to you."

Tang Ping moved all the books that were placed aside back into the wooden box under the bed, then climbed onto the bed swiftly and held Shi Yan in his arms.

"Wife, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

Tang Ping deliberately lowered his voice and put his lips close to Shi Yan's ear. When he spoke, his lips occasionally brushed against Shi Yan's earlobe. The numbing touch spread from the earlobe to Shi Yan's heart, and she couldn't help but blush.

"Just talk, why are you getting so close?"

"Can't you see? I'm fine! Don't be so annoying in broad daylight!!"

What does it mean to have a wife, children and a warm bed? What does it mean to have an old house on fire? In the end, Shi Yan's resistance was all suppressed by the man's fiery breath and pitiful eyes.

Time passed day by day, and little Chenxi grew up little by little, no longer the little baby who could only nestle in the arms of adults.

Xiao Chenxi, now one and a half years old, can’t run, but she can walk steadily. She is not afraid of people and wanders around the staff quarters all day long.

The aunts living in the family compound are much older than Shi Yan. In addition, they got married early, so their children are only seven or eight years younger than Shi Yan. Now that they have the little one Xiao Chenxi, everyone has returned to the island to live longer.

On October 1977, 10, the state announced the resumption of the college entrance examination.

On this day, Shi Yan and Tang Ping were taking Xiao Chenxi on a train to visit their relatives in their hometown.

Before Shi Yan and Tang Ping even got home, they heard the village loudspeaker repeatedly announcing the resumption of the college entrance examination.

"This is really good news!"

Shi Yan said that casually, but Tang Ping thought that Shi Yan was also happy about the resumption of the college entrance examination and wanted to continue studying.

"Niannian, if you want to go to college, go ahead and take it. I'll take care of the child. If you're really too busy, let your parents take care of us for a few years. When you graduate from college, the child will still be young."

When Shi Yan heard that Tang Ping wanted to take the college entrance examination, she quickly waved her hands. The original owner had no obsession with studying, so why should she make things difficult for herself? Her priority was to raise her child healthily.

"No, I don't have the intention to go to college. As for what to do in the future, I'll think about it later."

As for Xiao Chenxi, needless to say, she must be kept by her side.

"Okay, let's not discuss this anymore. Aren't you tired? Xixi and I are both a little tired. Let's quickly deliver the things Xiao Zhao dragged us to bring to the village chief, and then go home!"

What Shi Yan said was the truth. Xiao Chenxi, who was extremely excited on the train, had now fallen asleep in Tang Ping's arms. Although she did not feel tired physically, she was mentally exhausted.

"Ah."

The two of them quickened their pace a little and took a detour to the village chief's yard.

The yard of the village chief's house was very quiet, and no one could be heard talking. Tang Ping still remembered that the village chief had a confused daughter, so he went forward and knocked on the door first, protecting Shi Yan behind him.

The two waited for a long time before they vaguely heard footsteps coming from the yard. The door was opened with a creaky sound, and Li Meihua, with a haggard face, poked her head out from the gate.

Li Meihua's appearance really shocked Shi Yan and Tang Ping. Although Shi Yan had not lived in the village for long since she came to this world, the original owner had seen the aunt of the village chief.

But now Li Meihua standing in the yard not only looked haggard, but her hair was also gray, and she was incredibly thin. If Shi Yan didn't know her age, she felt that it would not be an exaggeration for her to call the person in front of her grandma.

"Oh, it's Shi Zhiqing and the eldest child of the Tang family. You are home to visit your relatives, right? I won't invite you to come in and sit down. Your uncle Zhao is ill, so you don't want to pass the illness on to the children."

Li Meihua had a smile on her face only when she just recognized the two people. Now she looked completely miserable, with deep sadness in her eyes.

"Aunt, it was Gangzi from the next village who asked us to deliver the things back. He said he wanted to return them to your house. He didn't have any vacation time, so he couldn't deliver them back in person."

Tang Ping handed little Chenxi in his arms to Shi Yan, then reached out to take off the bag on his back, took out a large brown paper envelope from it and handed it to Li Meihua.

When Li Meihua heard that it was Zhao Gang who asked them to deliver it, she did not shy away. Instead, she opened the brown paper envelope eagerly and took out the things inside.

"I heard from Zhao Gang that these letters were sent to him by Zhao Xinfang in the army last year. After reading the first letter, he never opened the subsequent letters and never replied to them."

"Zhao Gang said he has no plans to get married for the time being, and asked Auntie to find a good family for Zhao Xinfang."

Zhao Gang only briefly mentioned the fact that Zhao Xinfang had sent a letter to him when he was asking Tang Ping to do something, but Shi Yan was completely unaware of it.

She had thought that Zhao Gang also trusted Zhao, and when she heard that Zhao was coming to deliver something, she thought that the two families were related.

Now that I heard that Zhao Gang actually has a connection with the heroine, to be honest, I was a little surprised.

"How could it be, how could it be, how could it be......"

After hearing Tang Ping's words, Li Meihua, who had been relatively calm, opened the tightly sealed envelopes with trembling hands, checked the contents of the letters one by one, and kept muttering "How could this happen" to herself, as tears fell down her face.

"Auntie, are you okay?"

"Aunt, nowadays what matters is free love, this won't work, please don't cry."

Tang Ping was also at a loss and didn't know how to comfort people, while Shi Yan didn't know how to start. After all, she was still confused and didn't understand what was going on.

Tang Ping's voice was not small. Logically, the people in the room should be able to hear what he said, but no one came out to comfort Li Meihua who was crying and gasping for breath. Shi Yan was a little puzzled, so she used her special ability to explore the yard.

The supernatural power scanned the entire courtyard, and except for the emaciated and dying Village Chief Zhao lying on the bed in a room, no one else was seen.

"Brother Ping, please help Auntie in to sit for a while. I'll be waiting for you outside with Xixi in my arms."