Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
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Under the questioning of Song Hao and Qingxia, Song Yun told them about the day she beat four bastards with stones and was hospitalized.
Song Hao looked incredulous, "You, just one person, threw a few stones and broke the arms and legs of four grown men?" It was not that he didn't want to believe his daughter, it was just too unbelievable. His daughter looked so delicate and soft, there was no way he could associate her with the word "master".
Song Ziyi quickly chimed in, "Dad, you don't know how powerful my sister is. She's so good at throwing stones, let alone four, even forty of them wouldn't be her match."
Song Yun was speechless. This was a bit too much. It was an exaggeration.
After Song Ziyi's boast, Song Hao and his wife became even more unconvinced.
Qi Mo Nan laughed secretly, but he didn't plan to say anything. It would be more interesting to wait for Uncle Song to see it with his own eyes later.
Regardless of whether Song Hao and the others believed it or not, this was the case. The people sent by the Revolutionary Committee did not have the intention to attack them. Fortunately, Song Yun could also feel more at ease and no longer had to worry about her parents being beaten again.
Life is moving in a better direction. Not only Song Hao and his wife, but also Mr. Qi and Mr. Mo are now full of hope for the future, looking forward to the day when the sun will break through the clouds and shine on the earth again.
On August 4, Qi Mo'nan went out early in the morning. He got up before dawn, exercised in the yard, made breakfast, ate it, and left a note for Song Yun before leaving.
In two days, he would leave Qinghe Village and Lian County. Before leaving, he had to thoroughly implement Sun Dahong and Tian Liang's plan and not leave any hidden dangers for Song Yun.
He knew very well that neither Sun Dahong nor Tian Liang could be a threat to Song Yun. The real threat was Sun Dahong's elder brother Sun Dafu, the deputy director. Only by bringing down Sun Dafu, who could not distinguish right from wrong, could Song Yun avoid being retaliated by the villain.
When Song Yun got up and saw the note, she guessed that Qi Mo was the person who handled the report letter in Nancheng County. She couldn't help feeling regretful. Why did such a great helper have to leave? How great it would be if he stayed in Qinghe Village. He would be the top man at home and outside, a perfect person.
Song Yun laughed and scolded herself for being greedy. He was an officer, but she wanted to keep him as a long-term worker. What a pipe dream she was having.
After breakfast, Song Yun took the pills she had prepared yesterday and went to the brigade headquarters with Song Ziyi.
There were still quite a lot of people queuing up today. The first one in line was Auntie Sun, who had come to see her for treatment before. Song Yun had a good impression of her. When she opened the door and saw that she was the first in line, she casually asked, "Auntie, your legs hurt again?"
Aunt Sun waved her hand and said, "It's not me. I'm arranging it for my old man. He's over there." Aunt Sun pointed in a direction.
An old man was standing a few meters away, leaning on a crutch, with one foot on the ground and the other foot in a splint hanging. When he saw Song Yun looking at him, he forced a smile, but it was obvious that he didn't like to smile normally, so this smile seemed a bit forced.
Song Yun nodded, "Come in."
Aunt Sun hurried to help her husband, but the old man waved her away and said, "I can do it."
The old man walked slowly with his crutches. It was obvious that he had not been using them for long and was not very proficient in the use.
Someone in the queue shouted, "Auntie Sun, wasn't your husband's foot said to be broken? Why did you bring it here for Song Zhiqing to see? Isn't this just a waste of time? How long have we been waiting?"
Someone in the crowd immediately echoed, "Exactly. I've been queuing here since yesterday. It's almost my turn, and now that you've done this, I don't know how much longer I'll have to wait."
Aunt Sun pursed her lips and said nothing, pretending not to hear. However, Liu Daquan was a little hesitant. He didn't want to come in the first place, but the old woman insisted him to come. Now that he was pressured by others, he immediately backed out.