A modern, vibrant young woman named Xie Yan died prematurely and was reborn with her memories into the harsh 1950s. The good news was that she had a golden finger, the spatial ability she had alway...
Upon hearing this, Xie Yan's face instantly darkened. His previously warm and approachable demeanor vanished as if blown away by a cold wind, replaced by a chilling aura that seemed to lower the temperature of the surrounding air.
The old man who had just spoken was completely unaware of Xie Yan's change, and touched his clothes, thinking it was just because the weather had gotten colder.
He continued, still looking smug and oblivious to his surroundings, "But don't worry about your daughter. She seems like a clever and caring girl. She'll be a great homemaker when she marries into her husband's family."
Xie Yan stood up, took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, stared at the old man who had just spoken with a cold look in his eyes, and said in a very calm tone, "I'm sorry, your child is born to take care of others, that's your child, but ours isn't."
“My Chaochao will study hard in the future, contribute to the country, and be a successor to communism, unlike you.”
"So she doesn't need to be virtuous or take care of anyone."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Yan didn't give the old men a chance to speak. He stretched out his arms, picked up Chaochao steadily, and strode away.
He was absolutely furious. If it weren't for the fact that these people were all elderly elders in the village, and that if he scolded them too harshly, they might not be able to catch their breath and something bad might happen to them, leading to trouble when they were buried.
He had to teach these guys a lesson and give them a chance to start anew.
Chaochao was still completely confused and didn't understand why her father was suddenly so angry.
But she still obediently reached out her little hands and hugged Xie Yan's neck tightly, then gently kissed him on the cheek and comforted him in her childish voice, "Daddy, don't be angry, they are all bad grandpas, let's not talk to them anymore, okay?"
Xie Yan took a deep breath and looked into Chaochao's eyes. "Chaochao, do you want to know why Daddy was angry just now?"
Chaochao nodded, "I want to know~"
Xie Yan hugged her and looked into her eyes, saying earnestly, "Chao Chao, remember what your father said. In this world, only your father, mother, grandparents and maternal grandparents are qualified to let you do things and serve us."
"No one else will do! Understand?"
Chaochao nodded obediently, "I know, Daddy."
Xie Yan looked at her daughter's innocent and clear eyes and became even angrier. She picked her up and walked forward, her steps quick.
"Little Chaochao! Little Chaochao~" Mao Dan's voice came from afar, forcing Xie Yan to stop and turn around to see Mao Dan running towards him at high speed.
Mao Dan had been out doing something, his clothes were covered in mud, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead, wetting the stray hairs in front of his forehead.
Standing in front of Xie Yan, she looked at him with a hint of reproach, "Uncle, I called you so loudly, why were you still carrying Chaochao and running so fast?"
Xie Yan: "..."
How could he say that? His eyes darted around, and he put on a serious face, saying, "Ah! Did you just call me?"
"I didn't hear anything at all."
Mao Dan didn't believe it and looked puzzled. "How could I not hear it? I was speaking very loudly just now."
Xie Yan put down Chaochao in his arms, stood up and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Well... well, it's because my uncle is getting old and his hearing is declining."
Mao Dan didn't believe it. His uncle wasn't an old man, so how could his hearing have deteriorated?
Before he could ask again, Chaochao ran over to protect his legs, excitedly asking, "Brother, brother, are you going to take me to play?"
Mao Dan took Chao Chao's hand. He had originally intended to take Chao Chao out to play, so upon hearing her words, he instantly forgot everything else. "That's right! Brother wants to take you out to play. Do you want to come with me?"
Chaochao was really looking forward to it. Upon hearing this, she nodded quickly, twirled the hairy egg, and walked forward, saying, "Let's go, brother!"
Mao Dan was still angry with Xie Yan for not agreeing to his request, so he grabbed Chao Chao and left without paying any attention to Xie Yan.
Chaochao, who was preoccupied with wanting to go out and have fun, seemed to have forgotten about Xie Yan.
Xie Yan watched the two figures disappear into the distance, and was so angry he laughed. He crossed his arms and wondered if Chaochao would remember that she had an old father she had abandoned.
As if sensing Xie Yan's resentment, Chaochao stopped and turned around to see her father staring at her. Her eyes darted around, and she smiled sweetly, "Dad, I'm going to play with my brother. You can go home now."
After saying that, as if afraid Xie Yan would hit her, she turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
Xie Yan: I'm so angry, I want to hit the kid.
"Pfft~~"
"Your prenatal education isn't very good either, is it?" Gu Bin, holding a water bottle, leaned against a big tree and laughed heartily.
Xie Yan turned her head and saw him, then rolled her eyes at him, "Yes, yes, yes, my prenatal education was terrible, but yours is!"
“You’ve taught your Tongtong very well; your younger siblings can’t handle her all by themselves.”
Gu Bin: "..."
She gritted her teeth and said firmly, "Our Tongtong is still young. It's a good thing that children cry a lot; it proves that she's energetic."
Xie Yan smiled disdainfully, "Then I'll wait and see?"
Never laugh at other people's children. This is a painful lesson Xie Yan has learned recently. The more she used to dislike Mao Dan for getting his clothes dirty, the more she regrets it now.
Gu Bin clearly hadn't grasped this principle yet, or perhaps he had, but when facing Xie Yan, he couldn't help but start being sarcastic.
Even after I've gone some distance, I'm still very worried. I've decided to write to his family today when I get back, asking his parents and grandparents to share their experiences in raising children, so that Tongtong can be taught well while he's still young.
Putting everything else aside, you must love your father very, very much, and the scene of being disliked like at the Xie Yan just now must never happen again.
When Grandpa Gu, who was far away in the capital, received the letter from his grandson, he complained, but he didn't hesitate to open it and read it quickly.
Thinking it was a photo of his great-granddaughter, he opened it only to find it was a letter seeking his advice. Instantly, Grandpa Gu felt a headache coming on and threw the letter far away.
The old lady next to them watched this scene and found it somewhat amusing. "What did Binbin say?"
"Is Tongtong running out of formula?"
Old Master Gu turned his face away, his tone very stiff, "No," and then turned and left.
The old lady stared at the old man's back in disbelief, wondering what her grandson had written that had made the old man so angry.
She sat down, picked up the letter, and read it. Good heavens, she now understood why the old man was angry. This letter was practically stabbing him in the back!
No wonder I'm angry!
Ha ha ha ha!
Serves you right!
It's all because this old man didn't take care of his children much when he was young. By the time he wanted to take care of them later, war had broken out, and he didn't have time.
This resulted in the son and daughter not being close to the old man.