Reborn in the 70s: I Was a Youth Educated in the Forest Farm

Returning to forty years ago after being reborn, what can one do?

Should one go with the flow of the times and ride the wave, or use the advantages of rebirth to avoid misfortune and seek goo...

Chapter 442 The Qin Family Heirloom

"Mom, I'll tell you the details later. I'm going to see my master first."

Sheng Xiping left after saying that, leaving Zhang Shuzhen staring blankly at her son's retreating figure for a long time.

"What's wrong with this kid? He just walks in, leaves his things, and leaves like he's set off a fire."

Zhang Shuzhen shook her head as she lifted the lid of the pancake jar and took out a stack of pancakes.

There were only her and her two grandsons at home, and they didn't eat much, so Zhang Shuzhen didn't cook much.

My son came back suddenly, and there wasn't enough time to cook a fresh meal, so I had to make do with some pancakes.

Zhang Shuzhen was at home preparing dinner, while Sheng Xiping was hurrying towards the alkali field. He needed to find his master and mistress to ask about the sheep blood.

That's right, the Liu family has sheep blood, a treasure passed down from Qin Qiuyan's maternal family.

It is said that the Qin family also came from Northeast China, but they arrived earlier.

Qin Qiuyan's ancestors had offended someone and committed a crime, so they traveled thousands of miles to Northeast China to hide in the deep mountains and forests.

The Qin family ancestor was highly skilled in martial arts, particularly archery and horsemanship, so he made a living by hunting in the mountains.

When Sheng Xiping was a child, he heard Qin Qiuyan sigh and say that her father, Qin Sanpao, died on the way back home.

If they can make it home, and if they can be given this sheep blood, they might be able to save their lives.

All these years later, Sheng Xiping still didn't know if the Qin family still had any lamb blood. For his younger brother's sake, he had no choice but to inquire about it.

Sheng Xiping was in a hurry and didn't bother to buy anything before heading straight to the Liu family's house.

"Xiping is here? Oh wait, didn't your mother say you went to the south? You haven't left yet?" Liu Changde and his wife were both taken aback when they saw Sheng Xiping.

They had also heard about Sheng Xiping losing his job at the Dajianchang. When they went to inquire that day, they learned that Sheng Xiping and his wife had moved to Songjianghe, and that Sheng Xiping was going south to try his luck and make money.

So when the elderly couple saw Sheng Xiping, they felt strange.

“Master, Mistress, I ran into trouble halfway there, so I had no choice but to come back first,” Sheng Xiping said directly.

"What happened? Can your master help? If your master can help, just ask."

Upon hearing this, Liu Changde immediately understood that Sheng Xiping had encountered some trouble and had probably come to the Liu family for help.

"Son, sit down first, talk slowly, don't rush. No matter what happens, we'll figure out a solution together."

"Your master and I are old, but we still have your older brothers. It's alright." Qin Qiuyan beckoned to Sheng Xiping, inviting him to sit down first.

“Master, mistress, here’s the thing, our third son has found a girlfriend in the capital.”

His master and mistress were almost like his own parents, so Sheng Xiping didn't need to hide anything from them.

He told Liu Changde and his wife everything about his third son dating Wu Yuhua, and how Sheng Xiping went to the Wu family.

When Sheng Xiping mentioned Old Wu, Liu Changde's expression changed, and he seemed quite shocked.

When Sheng Xiping mentioned that Wu Lao had fought in the Northeast and participated in the Battle of Siping, Liu Changde jumped up from the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Xiping, how old is that person you're talking about? What's his name?"

Liu Changde's face was flushed with excitement, his hands were trembling, and his voice was shaking.

"Master, what's wrong? Quick, sit down. Are you feeling unwell?"

When Sheng Xiping saw Liu Changde's state, he was terrified. He quickly went up to the kang (a heated brick bed), supported his master, and kept stroking Liu Changde's chest and back with his hands, afraid that he would do something wrong because he was too excited.

After all, he's in his sixties; he can't get too emotional.

"No, I'm fine, Xiping. Tell me quickly, how old is that Mr. Wu? Do you know his name?"

At this moment, Liu Changde couldn't care less about anything else. He just grabbed Sheng Xiping tightly with both hands and asked excitedly.

"She looked to be around seventy-four or seventy-five years old. I didn't dare ask her name."

Sheng Xiping didn't know why his master was so agitated, so he could only support Liu Changde while trying to comfort him.

"Then, what does he look like? What are his facial features?" Liu Changde became increasingly agitated, his hands trembling violently.

"He was a rather dignified old man, but he had a very noticeable scar on his face."

As Sheng Xiping spoke, he gestured to his face to indicate the location of the scar.

"Commander, that's our commander. Xiping, that's my commander."

"That scar on his face is from the Battle of Siping, he got it while saving me." Liu Changde suddenly burst into tears, crying very sadly.

"In that battle, we suffered heavy casualties; many of my comrades died. If our regimental commander hadn't rushed over to protect me, I would have died under enemy fire as well."

But the regimental commander was wounded while saving me; his face was cut by shrapnel, and he almost lost an eye.

“I’m sorry to our regimental commander. After the liberation of the entire Northeast, I asked him for leave to go home to visit my family, but I never went back.”

Liu Changde squatted on the kang (a heated brick bed), holding his head and weeping bitterly.

The children, including Liu Qiang and Liu Peng, who were doing their homework inside, were stunned to see their grandfather like this.

To be honest, Sheng Xiping was also dumbfounded.

He had often heard his master talk about past battles, but he had never seen his master cry so sadly.

Back then, in order to fulfill his filial duty, he was unable to return to his unit in time, which was a lifelong regret for Liu Changde.

Over the years, Liu Changde has never forgotten his comrades-in-arms and leaders.

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