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...
Old Zeng's gaze fell on Yueyue, who was playing in the mud.
Wei Aiguo doesn't resemble Yinghong, but they're not entirely unrelated either. Yueyue is the one who resembles Yinghong; she has a resemblance to Yinghong in her features.
Old Zeng had spent half his life on the battlefield; he wasn't the type to die for love. But reason couldn't stop his longing for his beloved.
Su Lin used to watch Ying Hong being naughty and mischievous.
Song Yan also sat there in a daze.
Fu Baozhen, you're causing trouble here, I won't let you off the hook. Damn it, Fu Lei, I'm just about to kill you, and you still dare to cause trouble.
Don't say that those who are unaware are innocent; your very birth is a sin. Ingratitude is a capital offense.
Besides, it hurts the older ones more when the younger ones are hit.
...
The Quan family.
No sooner had Song Yan left than Old Man Quan returned. When he came back, the broken glass on the ground hadn't been cleaned up yet, and the yard was filled with the familiar smell of medicinal wine.
"Why was this wine spilled!"
"Who brought out such good stuff? Isn't this a waste?" Old Man Quan thought his family had brought out the remaining wine.
Old Man Quan looked extremely distressed.
Quan Guangyuan had no choice but to tell the truth: "This isn't the bottle from your room... Song Yan brought it..."
"By the way, didn't they say Song Yan was coming?"
"Where is she? Why are you all standing outside?" Old Man Quan said.
Quan Guangyuan and Quan Guangli didn't know what to say.
Previously, Quan Lao Er had been misled by his wife and didn't care about saving face for Song Yan. But seeing Song Yan's decisive and forceful attitude, he didn't know what to do. When the old man asked him this question again, he chickened out.
The old man grew anxious. "What exactly happened?"
This couldn't be kept secret any longer. Quan Guangyuan told him what he had seen and heard.
Grandpa Quan was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.
Quan Er and his wife tried every means to deny it, saying that it had nothing to do with them.
Quan Guangyuan said, "Guangli and I came back before the end of the workday because we remembered something."
Grandpa said that when visiting Old Master Zeng during the holidays, the gifts should be quite presentable. At that time, you and your second aunt did your best to take on this task.
I'm quite curious, how come my second aunt, who loves to talk so much, hasn't mentioned what she sent to Old Zeng these past few days?
So Guangli and I came back today to ask!"
Old Man Quan suddenly looked at his second wife.
Quan Er and his wife looked flustered at that moment.
Quan's second wife tried to appear calm and said, "I came across a vendor selling live chickens and ducks. They looked pretty good, so I bought one of each, and also two bottles of wine."
That's original liquor, unlike this, just sitting in a brine bottle...
The old man swung his cane and struck his son directly on the head.
He used almost all his strength.
Blood immediately started to ooze from his forehead.
Quan's second daughter-in-law was so frightened that she burst into tears. "Hurry to the hospital!"
Go and close the door!
"You two must tell the truth today. If you dare to tell even one lie, I'll beat you to death!" The old man put away his cane and thumped the ground with it.
Old Man Quan had also grasped the gist of the matter. "You said Song Yan just came?" The old man looked at the broken bottle on the ground and went into the house.
His own bottle of wine was half full, neatly placed on his bedside table. What else is there to misunderstand?
"What's going on? What's going on? Cough cough cough... cough cough... cough..." Old Man Quan coughed violently, his face turning bright red.
These past two days, Old Man Quan had been full of energy, almost as if he'd become younger. But now, most of his vitality seemed to have been drained away. "Speak! What exactly happened?"
"Should my second uncle or I say this?" Quan Guangli asked.
"Actually...it's nothing really...it's just that the guy surnamed Song has such a temper...so..." Under the gaze of his two nephews, Quan Er wanted to lie but couldn't finish his sentence.
Quan Guangyuan: "Second Uncle, if this is difficult to say, then you should first tell me what gifts you bought and when you sent them?"
Quan Guangli: "Then I'll go to Zeng Lao's house and ask if these are the things you sent." After saying that, Quan Guangli was really about to go.
Quan Er grabbed his nephew. "Who asks about gifts given during holidays afterward!"
Quan Guangyuan: "Song Yan doesn't want to talk about friendship with our family anymore. Things he was too embarrassed to ask before, he doesn't care about now! Maybe they can get it back after I ask them!"
Don't you agree?
"No way, this is unacceptable!" Quan Er held onto his nephew tightly.
Old Quan sat there without saying a word.
The couple kept their lips tightly pressed together and remained silent.
Old Man Quan chuckled coldly. "Sixth Brother is getting married, and you're all still expecting me to give you the bride price!"
I won't give you a single cent.
The Quan couple panicked. "Dad, you can't do this!"
"I give you all my salary from work, where would I get any money?"
Quan Guangyuan felt that his second uncle was hopeless.
My second uncle's family has one daughter and three sons.
My second aunt doesn't work and doesn't earn money.
My second uncle's salary is not enough to cover his family's living expenses!
Grandpa Quan said that Quan Er would no longer need to hand over his salary.
The couple immediately beamed with joy.
Quan Guangyuan cursed them under his breath as idiots.
Quan Guangyuan and Quan Guangli were both furious and heartbroken. How could the Quan family have such a stupid person?
Old Man Quan told them to take away their clothes and belongings from the house, and to take away their own children as well, which left them dumbfounded.
They were kicked out of their home.
Old Man Quan sat there motionless, his face ashen. Quan Er knew he could only kowtow and beg for forgiveness. "I was wrong!"
At this point, they dared not hide it anymore.
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