Song Yan never thought she would experience a day of transmigrating into a book. Well, if she transmigrated, she transmigrated! The 1970s weren't that scary.
However, she didn't expec...
During the village meeting, Aunt Wei was given a severe dressing-down. Li Yuanzhao had written the speech, and the accusations were relentless, one after another, much to Song Yan's delight. Suddenly, Song Yan felt that giving her a box of strawberries was too little.
A few days later, Cheng Youfu ran up to her and boasted that Aunt Wei had dared to bully his sister, and that he had beaten up Wei Dazhuang's youngest brother. He casually added that the Wei brothers were really useless; Wei Dazhuang had been beaten up by Aiguo, and the second brother hadn't dared to lift a finger. He looked so spineless, he was practically begging Aiguo to kneel down.
Song Yan thought it was good for the son to pay for the mother's debts. She patted Cheng Youfu on the shoulder. "But be careful not to hurt him. A few hits are fine, just don't break him."
Cheng Youfu chuckled, "Of course!"
Song Yan promised to catch fish for Cheng Youfu again next time.
At Aunt Wei's house, she saw her two sons with bruised and swollen faces and was about to go find Aunt Wei and Cheng Youfu's mother.
Uncle Wei: "You spendthrift woman, can't you shut up? Wei Aiguo hasn't been fighting these past few years, have you forgotten? If you go and cause trouble, he'll beat you even harder next time. Cheng Youfu is the apple of his mother's and brother's eye. If you go to his house and cause trouble, do you think Cheng Yousuo will let you off the hook?"
Aunt Wei opened her mouth, but no words came out. Her sister-in-law was always easygoing, a bit too docile, and would take whatever she asked for. She never expected this! She had truly forgotten about Ai Jun's lack of skill. That year, Ai Guo was only eighteen, with a widow and two newborn children at home. Cheng Yi tried to bully them, and Wei Ai Guo beat him. Cheng Yi's mother was notoriously protective of her children; otherwise, Cheng Yi wouldn't have turned out that way. Her sister-in-law, being soft-hearted, cried constantly after being bullied. The next time, Wei Ai Guo hung Cheng Yi from a tree and stripped him of his clothes. It was already winter, and Cheng Yi was only wearing his underwear. Cheng Yi was wrong, but being hung from a tree like that was too gruesome; it would be troublesome if he caught a cold. Cheng Yi's three older brothers went, but they didn't intend to fight; they just wanted to persuade Wei Ai Guo to release Cheng Yi. As soon as Cheng Yi saw them, he became aggressive, shouting that he would teach Wei Ai Guo a lesson. What did Wei Ai Guo do? He directly whipped him with a leather whip. Wei Aiguo's actions were incredibly disrespectful. The Cheng brothers, relying on their numbers, tried to beat Wei Aiguo, but what happened? All three brothers were knocked down and severely beaten. It was only after Cheng Yi's mother knelt and begged that Wei Aiguo released Cheng Yi. At the time, the brigade leader and the militia captain both hid and didn't intervene. Cheng Yi, terrified and cold, returned home with a high fever, and his mother didn't dare utter a word. The Cheng family was a prominent family in the village, but none of the other families with the surname Cheng spoke up for Cheng Yi, firstly because Cheng Yi was in the wrong, and secondly because Wei Aiguo was not someone to be trifled with. Wei Aiguo was the only one earning work points, and they lived a meager existence. There was nothing for his family to gain. Wei's second aunt hadn't visited their house much in recent years; her sister-in-law was a pushover, only saying a few words when she wanted to. How could she forget that there was still Wei Aiguo in the family?
As Song Yan gradually became familiar with the villagers, she heard more and more stories. Besides Cheng Yi's matter, Song Yan also heard about a land dispute with a neighboring village. During spring planting, the neighboring village had encroached on a row of furrows and even assaulted some people from the Qingshan brigade. Going to the commune for such matters would result in criticism from both villages, so they settled it privately. The assailant from the neighboring village was a martial arts expert, claiming to have trained since childhood. However, he couldn't withstand a punch from Wei Aiguo. That time, Wei Aiguo was unbeatable in the neighboring village, and he fought exceptionally hard, leaving everyone in the neighboring village injured. From then on, whenever people from the Qingshan brigade went out, everyone gave them a wide berth, because they knew that their brigade had a ruthless man named Wei Aiguo.
These things are not written in the book.
Whenever Song Yan had time, she would go into the space to look at the things Lao Han had given her. The temperature and light inside were exceptionally good, so under the pretext of cutting hay, Song Yan simply went inside to read. Song Yan discovered another peculiar aspect of the space. When she was fully inside, if she paid attention to things outside, time continued as usual. However, if she focused on her own tasks, time outside seemed to slow down. To verify her perception, Song Yan inserted a stick and judged the passage of time by the changes in its shadow. Because she didn't have a watch! Song Yan ground a bag of corn and carried many medicinal prescriptions inside the space. When she came out, the shadow of the stick outside had barely moved.
This space is simply perfect, so magical. So when Song Yan went out alone, she would go inside to study and even take a relaxing bath. The spring water in the space was also incredibly nourishing; Song Yan felt her skin was getting better and better.
The land in the space has grown considerably, and the pond has also expanded. The corn in the space can be harvested approximately every eleven or twelve days. The jujube pits thrown in last time have already grown into large trees. Song Yan wanted to plant some wheat, but unfortunately, he had no seeds available.
Song Yan went to check on the traps she had dug. Wei Ping had been raving about how delicious rabbit meat was for days. Since it was still early, Song Yan went to her spatial dimension to study for a while. Looking at the medical records written by Lao Han, Song Yan truly understood the difference between doctors. Previously, Song Yan thought she was at least a competent traditional Chinese medicine doctor. But now she felt that compared to Lao Han, Lao Han was a college student, while she was still in kindergarten.