Transmigrating to the 70s with Husband and Son

An earthquake caused Jiang Shanshan's originally well-off family of three to transmigrate to the impoverished 1970s.

On the left was their son crying for food in her arms, and on the righ...

Chapter 8 The Lost Son Returns

He didn't want to marry into that kind of family just for a household registration.

When Niu Jianguo heard this, shock flashed in his eyes.

It turned out to be from Uncle Dadan’s family.

However, he seemed to have heard that Uncle Dadan's family had indeed sent a son away many years ago.

"So this is Uncle Dadan's house. Then you and your family of three wait here. I'll ask someone to call Uncle Dadan and the others over." As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately waved and called a villager over. After the two of them whispered a few words to each other, the villager immediately ran into the village quickly.

At this time, in the poorest house in the village.

When Niu Dadan and his wife heard the news from the villagers, they were both shocked and stood motionless in the yard.

"Uncle Bold, Auntie, don't just stand there like idiots. Your biological son is here to find you. Are you going to see him or not?" The villager who came to report the news saw the couple lying motionless and urged them anxiously.

"My son, my son." Aunt Bold ran out crying.

After hesitating for a moment, Niu Dadan walked out with a pair of torn shoes on his feet.

At this moment, at the entrance of the village, their family of three suddenly became the target of these people's comments.

Although Jiang Shanshan couldn't hear clearly what they were saying, but from the way they looked at her, she could more or less guess that what they said was definitely not something good.

At this moment, a woman's heart-wrenching cry suddenly came from the path leading to the village.

"My son, my son."

The next moment, a woman with dry, yellow, and slightly messy hair stumbled towards them.

"Village chief, where is my son? Where is he? I want to see him." As soon as the woman came over, she grabbed Niu Jianguo's hand, her tearful eyes staring at a group of people not far away.

Niu Jianguo quickly supported Niu Dadan's wife, who was about to fall down at any time, and called out with concern, "Aunt, don't worry, I will take you to see him now."

"Oh, okay, thank you." When the woman heard this, she quickly used her hands to adjust her hair and clothes.

No matter how she tidied her clothes, they were still dirty and tattered.

But at this time, she just wanted her son, who had been sent away for so many years, to see the best side of her as a mother.

Niu Jianguo quickly led her to Xu Shike and his family of three.

"Aunt, this is the one, take a look." Niu Jianguo pointed at Xu Shike who was standing aside.

Niu Dadan's wife raised her tearful eyes and stared at Xu Shike who was standing there.

"They look alike, so much like him. He is my youngest son who I gave away many years ago, my son." As soon as the words fell, Niu Dadan's wife rushed over, hugged him, and burst into tears.

Xu Shike was stunned at first, listening to the heart-wrenching cry coming from his arms. At this time, he did not feel uncomfortable at all, but subconsciously hugged the poor mother in front of him.

Jiang Shanshan held her son in her arms and watched everything in front of her, her eyes becoming tearful.

Just then, another old man in his sixties ran over.

"Uncle Bold, congratulations, your youngest son is back."

"That's right, Uncle Bold, your family has added new members, three more at once. Your life will become more exciting in the future."

Niu Dadan, who was walking over, heard words with strange meanings in his ears.