Orphan Song Rushuang transmigrated to the difficult 1980s, becoming the only little darling of the Old Song family for five generations.
Not only did she have both parents, but also five uncl...
When Song Rushuang woke up again, she had been fed well, changed into a clean diaper, wrapped tightly, and was kissed and hugged by her grandmother and aunts one by one.
The little brothers below were watching eagerly, waiting impatiently.
In the next few days, Song Rushuang gradually began to accept the fact that she had traveled back to the 1980s.
She had also secretly read some time-travel novels, but most of them were about people traveling back to ancient times to become queens, concubines, or princesses, and then falling in love with very powerful men.
Song Rushuang doesn't like to watch it.
Because the heroines in the stories either have a scumbag father, a stepmother, vicious sisters, or treacherous brothers.
Song Rushuang, who had never experienced the warmth of family, could not accept it and did not believe it.
After she traveled through time, she met her gentle mother, loving grandmother, enthusiastic aunt, and a group of little brothers who always secretly put small gifts into her little quilt.
Novels are indeed lies.
But if this isn't a time travel, but a dream, please never let her wake up.
Song Rushuang fell asleep again while thinking. The child was too sleep-deprived.
Before falling asleep, she heard her grandmother say to her mother:
"I told Lao Liu to go home a month earlier and not wait until New Year's Eve."
“Oh! No need…”
"I miss you and my daughter, haha. Let him come back. He's been busy outside for a year. Don't worry about the money. My old face is still worth a lot. I can borrow some money."
"mother......"
Song Rushuang smacked her lips and fell asleep. She was drowsy and felt a little guilty, thinking that it was her appearance that brought such a heavy burden to the family. It would be great if she could help the family.
Not knowing how long she had slept, Song Rushuang suddenly felt that she had cleared a fog in her dream.
In the mist, one could vaguely see a fiery red phoenix streaking across the sky, its huge wings covering the sky and blocking out the sun, which was quite spectacular.
She stood there in a daze, thinking that this dream was so real that she could even see the delicate feathers on the phoenix, each one distinct.
Then she saw the mist under her feet also dissipate, revealing a golden land.
After that, she became more and more confused, and seemed to see a soaring phoenix landing in front of her, turning into a golden light and drilling into her heart.
Song Rushuang woke up instantly with fright.
She couldn't speak, and when she opened her mouth she made a "wow" sound.
To Duan Dinglan, this sound sounded like his daughter crying!
"What's wrong, Xiaoqi? Are you hungry? Or did you pee?"
As he said that, he started to take off his daughter's clothes.
This sight shocked her so much that she was completely stunned.
A small red birthmark suddenly appeared on my daughter's chest. If you look closely, it looks like a long-tailed phoenix!
Duan Dinglan covered her mouth and called out to her mother-in-law urgently.
Old Mrs. Song was touching eggs in the yard. She had planned to sell them at the market in a few days, but when she thought about her newborn granddaughter, she finally gritted her teeth and decided to keep them for her sixth daughter-in-law to nourish her body.
Even if you are short of money, you cannot ask your daughter-in-law and granddaughter for money.
Just as she finished thinking about this, she heard her daughter-in-law calling out. Old Mrs. Song thought something had happened to her granddaughter, so she stood up and rushed into the house.
"What's wrong, Xiaoqi? Ouch, I——"
Duan Dinglan immediately shushed him, "Mom! Don't make a sound. Come and see."
Then she pulled off her daughter's clothes to show her mother-in-law.
Old Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes, then suddenly opened them wide: "Oh my God—"
As soon as she called me, I heard the anxious shouts of the little boys outside the house:
"What happened to my sister?"
"Grandma? Is my sister crying? Why is she crying?"
"Grandma, Aunt Six, can we go in and comfort my sister? Can we be quiet?"
......
Old Mrs. Song reacted quickly and sent the brats back, slammed the doors and windows shut, then sat on the kang and stared at her sixth daughter-in-law.
Both of them were a little dumbfounded.
Phoenix Dream during pregnancy...
The sudden appearance of the Phoenix birthmark...
These two points alone can make the uneducated rural mother-in-law and daughter-in-law think of all kinds of gods and ghosts.
Duan Dinglan stammered, "Mother..."
Old Madam Song calmed down, and deftly pulled her granddaughter's clothes in place, covering the phoenix birthmark on her chest tightly. She said calmly,
"Ding Lan, if you ask me next time, just insist that the child was born with the birthmark."
Duan Dinglan understood immediately and nodded vigorously.
The countryside is feudal, and if the villagers knew about this, they would definitely spread rumors.
Duan Dinglan picked up her daughter and patted her to sleep.
Song Rushuang's heart, which had been a little frightened, calmed down. She also began to wonder about the dream she had just had and the birthmark that suddenly appeared on her chest.
I wanted to pretend to be asleep and wait for the adults to leave before studying it, but I didn't expect that I fell asleep again while pretending.
Not long after Song Rushuang fell asleep, Song Xiaoliu and others sneaked into the room.
Before Old Lady Song could chase them away, the boys stuffed the things in their hands into their sister's quilt and then ran away.
When Old Lady Song saw them lifting the quilt, all the heat dissipated. She was so angry that she was fuming. She picked up the broom and chased after them in silence.
Song Rushuang was awakened by the loud noise. When she opened her eyes, she found that she was holding something in her hand.
When I looked closely, I found it was a small winter date.
There were other things in the quilt: a slingshot made of tree branches, a gray, old hairband, and two beautiful candy wrappers...
Duan Dinglan picked up her daughter and coaxed her with a smile:
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoqi. Your brothers knew you cried during the day, so they wanted to give you some gifts to cheer you up."
Song Rushuang's eyes became sore as she looked at these things.
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