The pig shed was a converted, empty house left behind by a village family that had died. It had fallen into disrepair, and when Hao Jianguo went in to move the pigs, the house suddenly collapsed, burying him. When everyone dug him out, he was dead. His sister-in-law, who was pregnant, went into premature labor upon hearing the news. She cried all night in the delivery room, gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and then died.
Suddenly, both adults in the family were gone, leaving behind four children. The eldest was only nine years old, and the youngest was very thin and small. The village party secretary felt guilty. Hao Jianguo lost his property for the village, and indirectly it could be said that his wife also lost her life because of the village. He immediately asked someone to take good care of the newborns. In this era, the neonatal mortality rate is very high. If you are not careful, you may die, especially premature babies who are only seven months old. You have to be more careful. The weather was clear the next afternoon, and he did not dare to delay and rushed the children to the hospital for examination. If the two children were also gone, it would be even more unfair to the Hao couple.
After sending the child to the hospital for examination, he immediately called Hao Yuanchao and informed him of the news.
The bad news stunned Hao Yuanchao, but he was a soldier after all, and had been in the army for so many years. He did not fall into grief. Instead, he immediately asked the village party secretary to help take care of the children, especially the two newborns. He told them not to be afraid of spending money on hospitalization and to keep them alive. He also told him some things and then bought a train ticket back.
Before returning home, he also visited his fiancée, Jiang Shuyao, to tell her the news and his decision. He would raise the four children and bring them to his home because he was their uncle and their closest family member. If he didn't raise them, the four children would likely die. Furthermore, considering how much his eldest brother had sacrificed for him in his early years, he couldn't make the decision to give the children to someone else.
So, after the eighteen-year-old Jiang Shuyao reluctantly sent the people away, she came back and told her parents about it and fell ill. Four children, not one, not two, but four! Two of them were newborn babies who were difficult to raise! Jiang Shuyao felt that her life had suddenly become gloomy. She was not prepared to be a mother at all. Even though she liked Hao Yuanchao, this love did not make her empathize with Hao Yuanchao. She could understand but it was not easy to accept. She was so worried that she fell ill when she slept with the window open at night. Then, Song Shuyao came through.
Song Shuyao had a headache. She had never thought that the time travel in novels and TV shows really existed and happened to her. From the 21st century to the 20th century, even though she was ten years younger, the span of a century made it impossible for her to cheer for her youth, especially when she was faced with such a major choice: to continue the engagement and not give people a chance to talk but still have to raise four children, or to cancel the engagement and face cruel and heartless accusations and rumors.
The rumors were nothing, it was just that the man she was engaged to was a soldier, and in that era, military marriages were not easy to divorce, nor were they easy to cancel. If the man took the initiative to cancel the engagement, it could be explained, but if the woman took the initiative to cancel the engagement, there would probably be considerable resistance. Moreover, she searched her memory and found that the man, Hao Yuanchao, did not tell Jiang Shuyao about canceling the engagement before he left. In other words, it was very likely that Hao Yuanchao was inclined to continue the engagement.
Song Shuyao rubbed her head and thought carefully about the expressions on Hao Yuanchao's face when he and Jiang Shuyao talked about this matter. Suddenly she realized that the face of Hao Yuanchao in her memory seemed vague. She didn't "see" what Hao Yuanchao looked like in her memory at all. She didn't know if it was a bug in the memory transmission or what.
Forget it, don’t think too much about it, just have a good sleep, and if you can’t go back to sleep after waking up, then think about this problem again. Anyway, she is not in the mood to talk about marriage for the time being.
Song Shuyao closed her eyes without caring about anything, and at the moment she fell asleep, a pair of sharp eyes opened on the train to Nanxi Village, like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Song Shuyao knew the layout of this room very clearly, because she was the one who chose and decorated it. There was a time when the man's things were mixed in here, but since they broke up, all the items that did not belong to her were cleared out, and the entire bedroom was filled with only her things.
This is her villa bedroom, which has two floors. The decoration style is a blend of Chinese and Western styles. The most notable feature is probably the lush vegetation on the outside and the minimalist decoration of the rooms inside. There is a large open kitchen on the first floor. The living room is connected to the kitchen. One wall is also a floor-to-ceiling glass window, which faces the swimming pool. Outside the swimming pool are tall trees, which block the view from outside.
The second floor was her private territory, rarely bringing anyone up. Each room was decorated differently: a study, a darkroom for developing photos, a studio, etc. The villa also had a small wine cellar, which contained some of her own wine collection, as well as wines she had bought while traveling or had been given as gifts, both expensive and cheap.
There is a garden in the backyard of the villa with a grape rack. After she had wandered enough and was ready to settle down, an area here was cleared to grow some seasonal vegetables. There were only a few varieties, and it was also a place to kill time.
At this moment, Song Shuyao was standing in the bedroom of the villa, feeling a little dazed. Was she back?
Song Shuyao stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window. She suddenly pulled open the curtains with force. At that moment, sunlight shone in, and tiny dust particles flew in the light. The familiar green trees were still in sight, but she could not see any further. The land of the villa that did not belong to her was covered with white mist, as if separating it into two worlds.
She had some guesses in her mind and walked downstairs step by step. When she was about to walk out of her villa and touch the white mist, an invisible force blocked her way and she could not get out.
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