Reborn in a virtual world, before the house was taken away

Feng Qingqing then confessed that she had died in her previous life and was reborn into her current body at the age of eighteen, specifically in the family home that her parents had been assigned from their factory.

She also explained how she avoided being cheated out of her job and house by her aunt's family in her previous life, and what she did in the process.

He Yong'an felt a pang of heartache upon hearing this; she had done so much without his knowledge.

At the same time, he asked the question he most wanted to know:

"You didn't stay in the city, but insisted on going to the countryside. Did you come to find me?"

After asking the question, she looked at Feng Qingqing with a nervous expression, as if she was afraid that she would say something she didn't want to hear.

Feng Qingqing looked at him seriously for a moment, and spoke without hesitation:

"Yes, I hope you can join me in avenging our past life and making those who harmed you reveal their true colors and receive the punishment they deserve."

He Yong'an walked to Feng Qingqing's side and held her hand tightly, as if he were holding his own future.

After a moment of silence, He Yong'an spoke again:

"How did you die in your dream? Was it really like some people say, that you accidentally fell down the mountain?"

His eyes were fixed on her, hoping to get a direct answer from her. In his dream, until his death, he was still investigating the cause of her death. He could not believe that she had left so unexpectedly.

Hearing his question, Feng Qingqing knew that someone must have said something after her death, and she scoffed:

"They must be saying that I had an accident on my own, but of course not. It was Lü Yulan who pushed me from behind. They've been plotting this for so long, they must have planned out the aftermath. But that's all in the past. We can't let any of these people get away with this."

He paused, thought for a moment, and decided that a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one, so he spoke up anyway:

"I don't know if you've noticed, but your parents' attitude towards you has been completely different from that of your younger siblings since you were little. Have you ever thought that there might be something wrong with your background?"

Upon hearing her mention his past, He Yong'an instantly became serious, sat up straight, and stared intently at Feng Qingqing.

"I've always had doubts, but I couldn't be sure. Besides, I'm an adult now, and we can all go our separate ways. But in the dream, before I died, that truck crashed into me with all its might, which made me even more confused. Who would want to hit me for no reason, wanting me to die? The He family..."

He paused for a moment, then continued:

"I'm not trying to excuse them; it shouldn't be them."

At the same time, he said in a somewhat uncertain and hesitant tone:

"In my dream, for a period of time before I died, I vaguely felt that someone was following and monitoring me."

Feng Qingqing nodded gently, knowing that he understood.

“You are definitely not the biological son of Old Man He and his wife.”

Upon hearing this, He Yong'an's eyes widened suddenly, and after a long pause, he trembled as he said:

"Then who are my biological parents? Why did they abandon me? Why did they leave me with Old He's family?"

Feng Qingqing could understand his feelings. After all, no one could bear being neglected by their parents for so many years, only to suddenly be told they weren't their biological child. There were so many questions he wanted answered, but Feng Qingqing wasn't entirely sure about this point either, and could only explain:

“I don’t know the details, including information about your parents. I only know that you are not the biological son of the He family. Based on various circumstances, I speculate that your parents are from Beijing. Moreover, the truck that hit you before you died was probably not your parents’ doing. I guess your parents have been searching for you, but someone is interfering and doesn’t want you to go back.”

He Yong'an's excitement gradually subsided, and he was determined to get to the bottom of this matter.

Although there was still much to say, seeing that it was getting late and Feng Qingqing had to get up early the next day, she had no choice but to end the conversation.

Before leaving, Feng Qingqing put a few drops of spiritual spring water into He Yong'an's cup. After all, He Yong'an had just recovered from a serious illness, and although he was not in any major condition, it was still necessary for him to drink some spiritual spring water to replenish his energy.

He Yong'an escorted Feng Qingqing to the back gate of the educated youth compound and watched her enter before returning home.

When Feng Qingqing returned to the educated youth settlement, it was already late, so she quickly washed up and went to bed.

Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), Feng Qingqing tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep for a long time. Her mind was filled with images of her time with He Yong'an in her previous life, every little detail.

She knew he wasn't good with words or sweet talk, but he had a sincere and pure heart, a man whose eyes were only for her.

That's enough for her.

It is now 1973, and the college entrance examination will be reinstated in four years. With the help of space, I believe that she and He Yong'an will be able to create a more wonderful future for themselves and also solve the mystery of his background.

A dreamless night

The next morning, the people in the educated youth compound got up early and quickly packed up and set off. According to the brigade's arrangement, they were supposed to study in the hospital for seven days, but now they only needed three days. Feng Qingqing could only try her best to go through the materials issued by the hospital and visit all the departments within three days.

Early in the morning, the group didn't talk about sex and walked silently to the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, everyone went to study according to yesterday's arrangements.

Feng Qingqing went to the internal medicine office where she had spent the afternoon yesterday. She knocked on the door, but no one answered. She slowly pushed the door open, and the office was empty.

Feng Qingqing gently put down the book that Dr. He had given her yesterday, thought for a moment, then turned a corner and went to the nurses' station.

Soon, under Feng Qingqing's barrage of candies, the nurse surnamed Wu began to recount all the big and small things that happened in the hospital, as if she knew them by heart.

What? Dr. He's husband is a commune leader? Dr. Bai is a man of hidden talent?

Later, under Feng Qingqing's deliberate prompting, they started talking about the two men with broken legs who were admitted to the hospital the day before. One of them couldn't bear the pain and screamed for most of the night, which really bothered everyone else in the hospital.

"However..." the nurse trailed off, seeing Feng Qingqing's unhurried expression, and didn't delay any longer, continuing:

"It seems they're out of money. Yesterday they were asked to pay a 20 yuan deposit, but they only paid 5 yuan. If they don't pay this afternoon, they'll have to be discharged."

Feng Qingqing was stunned when she heard this. She really didn't expect that Jiang Yun and the others had only paid a deposit of five yuan. It seemed that they hadn't been able to raise the money. The Jiang siblings were having a hard time.

At that time, the Jiang siblings, whom Feng Qingqing mentioned, were indeed having a hard time.