1960s: My Birth Mother Abandoned Me on the Road to Escape Famine

Qin Qing, a graduating student, was rushing to finish her thesis late at night when she stumbled and fell, only to wake up in the 1960s, right in the midst of a great famine. Completely disoriented...

Chapter 321 Confession (1/2)

Chapter 321

Qin Qing didn't want to gossip about his family affairs in public.

She maintained her smile and stared straight at Yang Kaixing, saying, "Thank you, Sister Xing, for reminding me. My grandmother has already dealt with this matter. There was a bit of a misunderstanding. I'm sorry for bothering you."

It’s not that Qin Qing doesn’t want to accept her kindness.

If Yang Kaixing really cared, she wouldn't have left this matter until last.

Ultimately, it’s because I don’t believe in myself enough.

And I also had a sense of humor in my heart.

"Xiao, I'm relieved as long as you are all okay..."

Yang Kaixing's attitude was unexpectedly frank, as if she was not affected at all.

If Qin Qing didn't come to her house that day, she would never take the initiative to tell her about this.

The closeness and distance between people can be determined immediately.

The goal has been achieved.

Qin Qing had no intention of continuing the pleasantries. She raised the longevity lock in her hand and said with a smile, "Well, after you guys have settled the matter, Liansheng and I will come forward if necessary. We will never refuse."

Zhao San opened his lips slightly, his face showing a hint of hesitation.

But Yang Kaixing pulled him behind her, and she didn't have time to say anything.

Qin Qing turned and left.

After everyone disappeared, Zhao Sancai said with an embarrassed look on his face, "Wife, why are you pulling me? I haven't even had time to say what I should say yet."

Yang Kaixing wished he could kick this blockhead into the ditch.

Hearing this, her eyebrows raised and she said, "I know what you are planning. You just want to make Liansheng the son of Uncle Zhao Yu after this incident, so that he can be worshipped by his descendants in the future. But don't forget what Liansheng's attitude is."

It was a great surprise for them that the couple was able to give in on this matter.

How dare this person ask for more.

Zhao San looked conflicted.

"Can……"

"Don't overthink it. Qingqing's idea is good. In my opinion, Liansheng must have a place for his uncle in his heart, so he won't give in.

"Well, my uncle is such a good man..."

Uncle Zhao is a handsome man. He is from the same hometown as Lu Jinrong and is also her classmate.

Unfortunately, fate played tricks on them and they were not destined to be together.

But it should have become a good story long ago.

Because of the hot weather, many people did not go out in the afternoon to earn work points.

Of course, Song Huilan is the exception, she has always been a workaholic.

Don't stop until you're tired and don't complain or feel tired.

What surprised Qin Zhimu was that his wife had obviously been slacking off in recent days.

I didn't see her go out this afternoon.

Looking at his wife who had been staying in the house since dinner, Qin Zhimu couldn't help himself.

"What's been wrong with you these past few days? Are you feeling unwell or something? Why aren't you going to work?"

Seeing her man coming in, a moment of panic flashed across Song Huilan's face.

She touched her forehead and said, "Ah, I do feel a little uncomfortable. I'll just lie down at home."

"Should we go see a doctor..."

"That's not necessary..."

She spoke too quickly, drawing Qin Zhimu's suspicious gaze. Song Huilan tried to cover it up by saying, "I mean, I only earn so much money at work. Why would I bother seeing a doctor for such a minor problem? I can just lie down at home and be fine..."

"Come on, lie down. I'm going to Kaifu's house..."

Watching Qin Zhimu leave the house.

Song Huilan turned over and took out the embroidery pattern hidden under the pillow.

A face full of pride.

When it comes to keeping secrets, no one can compare to her.

The colored threads in his hands fluttered.

After working for several afternoons in a row, seeing that the handkerchief was almost finished, Song Huilan was so excited that she almost took off.

As the last stitch is pulled.