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 348 Questioning (1/2)

Chapter 348 Questioning

It was almost evening when Qin Qing and the others arrived at B.

The night wind brought a chilling pain to my face.

An old man with gray hair was waiting at the door with a cane. When he saw the car driving in, he was as happy as a child and hurried to greet it.

Qin Qing quickly got out of the car and caught the old lady who rushed over. She said excitedly, "Grandma..."

"Ah..." Mrs. Wen's breath turned into mist. She touched her granddaughter's hand, "Finally, you're here! Grandma missed you so much. Are you hungry or cold..."

She heard that many rural areas suffered greatly during the drought in the second half of the year.

Although she had asked her son to send a lot of things to her granddaughter.

But I was still very worried.

If Qin Qing hadn't set up a factory, she really wanted to bring her over and take good care of her under her own supervision.

Unfortunately, my granddaughter is already married and is no longer as free as before.

Yang Liansheng came forward with something in his hand and called out, "Grandma..."

Huaiping, who was cooking in the kitchen with Aunt Chen, had already heard the noise outside. Without even taking off her apron, she ran out and greeted them awkwardly, "Qingqing, Liansheng, come here, come in and sit down..."

Qin Qing said softly, "Aunt...", which was a little warmer than Yang Liansheng's "hmm".

No wonder people are so cold.

In fact, it was Huaiping who did it wrong before. She gritted her teeth and said sincerely: "Liansheng, it was my fault last time. I..."

I wanted to apologize sincerely, but before I could finish my words, I was interrupted by Yang Liansheng.

"Those who have passed away have passed away. You don't have to worry about it, aunt..." Yang Liansheng's attitude was casual and cold.

A simple sentence left Huaiping speechless.

It's obvious from the look on his face that he wants to keep this thorn in her heart forever.

Huaiping has a lot of grievances that she cannot express in words.

She had no choice but to try to please Qin Qing, hoping that her niece would say a few good words for her, but her situation was really embarrassing.

The good old lady is a sensible person.

At dinner time, she raised her glass and said, "Today's table was all prepared by your aunt before dawn! Grandma is here to act as a go-between, so you two shouldn't blame her. It was an unintentional mistake by your aunt, and the person who started it all, Grandma has already dealt with you!"

There was no flaw in the smile on Yang Liansheng's face.

He raised his glass and said, "I'm just a little kid. I'm sorry to bother you, grandma."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp.

His face instantly turned red all the way to his neck, and it was obvious that he couldn't drink.

Mrs. Wen appreciated his kindness and said with relief, "You are also my family's child. You must not let others bully you. It would make my family look incompetent and weak..."

She is not yet too old and unable to move.

At worst, I still have a pair of children.

After dinner, we began to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.

Old Mrs. Wen took Qin Qing aside and talked about Huaian's interesting childhood memories.

The two men tactfully left the study and discussed their own matters.

Huaiping brought the old lady's medicine and signaled her not to forget to take it.

Mrs. Wen's face fell, "It's New Year's Eve today, and I still have to drink this bitter thing!"

His old face was wrinkled into a ball, and he looked extremely painful.

Huaiping smiled and said, "The doctor told me to drink it every day. How can today be an exception? Come on, drink it, Mom. I'll be fine after you drink it."

Seeing the old lady's obvious hesitation.

Qin Qing picked up the medicine and put it to Old Lady Wen's lips with a smile, "Grandma, drink it quickly. I'll get you some candy. It won't be bitter after you finish it..."

Mrs. Wen's frown relaxed, and she smiled: "Alright! My Qing Baoer said it's not bitter, so it's not bitter..."

After the old lady finished speaking, she pinched her nose and drank it.