As soon as Su Chenwei opened her eyes, she transmigrated to the 1960s, a time of material scarcity and famine.
The original host was a pampered rich young lady who, to spare her from the hard...
"If we really run into a big wild beast, we're gambling with our lives."
Her voice lowered, tinged with unease.
The image of Shen Yicen appeared in my mind.
If he is lured into going into the mountains with Shen Qingqing and her group, he will step into a trap...
The consequences would be unimaginable.
"Mom has already spoken to your older brother and told him not to go."
Gu Yanqiu quickly responded.
“He was really interested in it before. But your dad and I gave him a good scolding, which scared him so much that he turned pale, and that's when he gave up.”
Shen Qingqing has done so many despicable things, how could he still believe her?
That's absolutely reckless.
Thinking of this, Gu Yanqiu became furious.
Su Qingzhi suddenly raised her head and stared at her mother, asking a question.
"Mom, have you ever walked along that narrow path that you took to the fields today? It's the one next to that hillside on the west side."
Gu Yanqiu blinked, thought carefully for a moment, and shook his head.
"No, we hadn't finished working on that plot of land a couple of days ago. We've been busy there every day for the past two days. We've walked over it countless times. There aren't many people walking on it normally, but these past few days the footprints have been very firm, so it shouldn't be loose."
Su Qingzhi frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes.
"Did it rain in the village yesterday? Even if it was just for a short while, it would count."
"No."
Gu Yanqiu shook his head, quite certain.
"Yesterday the sky was clear and the sun was so strong that people were sweating. Where did the rain come from? There wasn't even a cloud in the sky. My quilts were out drying all day."
Su Qingzhi took a breath and slowly closed her eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, his face had darkened.
Gu Yanqiu was still in a daze.
But now, upon hearing these words, my mind suddenly cleared up.
I've walked that path countless times these past few days, how could it suddenly collapse?
Moreover, with the weather sunny, there was absolutely no reason for rainwater to soak and loosen the soil.
This is not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.
"Qingzhi, are you saying... someone wants to harm your father?"
Gu Yanqiu's lips trembled.
Su Qingzhi nodded slowly.
Gu Yanqiu felt a chill run through her body, and her eyes were wide open.
Who is so ruthless?
She deliberately loosened the foundation, just so her man could fall through when he walked by...
This is going to ruin their whole family!
Su Qingzhi lowered her voice.
"Mom, after Dad's accident, did Shen Qingqing even come to see him once? Even just to pretend?"
"He didn't come."
Gu Yanqiu shook her head decisively, her voice filled with resentment.
"She didn't even send a message, let alone come. Her mother did pass by our door, glanced at us, said, 'Oh dear, is she badly hurt?', and then left."
Su Qingzhi's brows were tightly furrowed.
She stared at the muddy road by the door, her eyes gradually turning cold and sharp.
There were no visits, no greetings, not even a shred of feigned concern.
This doesn't seem like a coincidence; it's more like a deliberate avoidance.
"There's no rush."
She looked away and said softly.
"Don't make a sound right now. Call A-Chuan out first. I'll go change Dad's dressing and check on how his wound is healing."
"good."
Gu Yanqiu instantly understood her daughter's thoughts.
The most important thing right now is to stabilize the situation and secretly find out the truth.
Naturally, we have to help cover for them.
The mother and daughter exchanged a knowing glance.
She hadn't mentioned the space to Shen Zhiyu, which was just right.
That thing is too weird.
Especially now that things are tense, the factory is most averse to these superstitious things.
If people knew that Su Qingzhi had such a "strange treasure" that could hold things, she would probably be arrested as a monster.
Not to mention that some people, upon hearing this, couldn't wait to snatch it away immediately.
That's no joke.
If they really get targeted, my daughter's life will be in danger.
She immediately got up and went to call Shen Zhiyu to come out for some fresh air.
As soon as he left, Su Qingzhi quickly slipped into her father's room.
As soon as the door opened, Shen Qianfan was seen leaning against the headboard, his eyes half-closed, his gaze gentle.
"dad."
She spoke in a low voice.
Shen Qianfan waved to her.
"Come here and chat with Dad for a bit. Don't spend all your time chasing after that kid."
Su Qingzhi responded and sat down next to the bed.
She asked cautiously.
"Does the wound still hurt? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere today?"
Shen Qianfan shook his head and said with a smile.
"I just chatted with that kid Jichuan for a while, and he seems to be in much better spirits than he was a couple of days ago."
"Does he... suit your taste?"
Su Qingzhi couldn't help but ask, her eyes full of anticipation.
"Not bad, not bad at all."
Shen Qianfan spoke calmly, but his eyes betrayed his satisfaction.
In the past half of his life, he has walked on battlefields and witnessed political intrigue.
Just by listening to a few casual remarks, you can figure out whether the other person is tough or soft-hearted.
Shen Zhiyu doesn't talk much, but every word he says carries weight.
A steady mind, neither presumptuous nor unsteady, is a good anchor, reliable.
Su Qingzhi grinned.
"Of course! Your daughter has excellent taste, how could she be picky? If A-Chuan wasn't really capable, would I have even considered him? Don't you think so?"
Shen Qianfan reached out and gently tapped the tip of her nose, laughing and scolding her.
"You're quite the braggart; your words are sweeter than honey."
"I'm telling the absolute truth!"
She pouted, deliberately feigning a wronged expression.
"Good, good, my daughter has such good taste, she's good enough for anyone she chooses."
Shen Qianfan's voice was full of love.
Su Qingzhi chuckled and took out a small porcelain jar from her bosom.
"Dad, let me change your dressing. I grew some herbs in my space, and it took me several days to make this ointment. It's very good for your injury; it reduces inflammation and pain, and it can also promote healing."
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