Ji Xia got up from the kang and rushed out of the room. She saw a lot of people gathered in the courtyard. Among them, a man and a woman were kneeling in the middle of the courtyard. Her grandmother, who looked familiar, was wearing a gray cloth jacket. Her black hair was combed back into a bun at the back of her head with a silver hairpin pinned on it.
She was holding a well-dressed woman in her arms, and the two of them were crying in each other's arms, which was very exciting.
Ji Xia's gaze fell on the kneeling man and woman. Their backs were so familiar, they had haunted her dreams so many times. She couldn't help but burst into tears and called out, "Dad, Mom?"
The two men turned around when they heard the sound, looking very embarrassed. Anyone would be embarrassed if their children saw them being tried.
Ji Xia rushed forward in two steps, pulling up his parents on the left and right, and angrily asked, "Who told you to kneel?"
She didn't get angry at her parents, but instead directed all her anger at the supreme ruler of the family, her grandmother.
Great, see you again!
Before the restart, the main reason why she didn't seek revenge for the blood debt was that she didn't have time. Her parents' rebirth was her top priority, and she knew that after the restart, she would meet these people again sooner or later.
And this time, she will definitely not let go of this opportunity. She will not let these people die. What she wants is to cut their flesh with a blunt knife and make these people live a life worse than death.
Old Lady Ji was stunned when she saw Ji Xia dared to glare at her. Then she thought about how this damned girl dared to turn around and glared at her, "You little bitch, you're still controlling me. I made your parents kneel, what do you want?"
"Why do you make my parents kneel?" Ji Xia retorted.
Ji Jianguo has always loved his daughter. He was very touched to see that his daughter felt sorry for him and wanted to seek justice for him. However, this matter was indeed not something Ji Xia could handle. He felt very bad about the big change in his life. His daughter's actions comforted him a little.
"Xia Xia, go back to your room and don't worry about adults' affairs!" Ji Jianguo wanted to free his arm from his daughter's hand, but Ji Xia's strength was beyond his ability to break.
"I'm not a child anymore. I'm twenty years old. Why can't I take charge of family affairs?" Ji Xia continued to glare at Old Lady Ji. "What's more, what era is this? What's the matter, Grandma? Do you still want to restore the throne and become the Empress Dowager?"
hiss!
There were gasps all around, and a lame old man laughed and said, "Xia Xia, you can't say that kind of thing now!"
Old Mrs. Ji immediately realized the problem of the current situation. She pulled off the shoe in her hand and slashed it towards Ji Xia's face.
How could Ji Xia be hit by her? She raised her foot and tripped, and Old Lady Ji tilted and fell into the skylight. Father Ji reached out to pull her, but she was quick-witted and slapped Father Ji in the face with the sole of her shoe.
How could Ji Xia let her hit anyone? She moved with lightning speed, grabbed Old Lady Ji's wrist, and said through gritted teeth, "Do you like hitting people so much? How about I slap you twice too?"
Old Mrs. Ji said that she was a grandmother, but she was not very old, less than sixty years old, and she was well maintained, without even a single white hair on her head.
On the other hand, if you didn't know, Mr. Ji would think that he and Old Mrs. Ji were siblings.
There was another old lady next to her who was about the same age as Old Lady Ji and said, "Xia Xia, you can't say such offensive words."
Ji Xia laughed angrily, "You can't say this, and you can't do that. What's the matter? Does grandma mean that our family of three should be beaten and scolded to death?"
"Get out, all three of you! How could an old thing like me dare to be your nurse? I'm afraid I won't be able to do it for more than three days before you send me to the coffin. A filial son and grandson like you should just go and be a junior in someone else's family!"
Fortunately, Mrs. Ji had never been to school. If she could read and write, she would have been a great writer.
As soon as she opens her mouth, there is no time for others to wipe their mouths. Various literary rhetoric techniques emerge one after another, such as metaphor, parallelism, irony, allusion... and she uses them to perfection.
"What sin have I committed? I've spent half my life raising someone else's child, raising them from head to toe, and yet they don't show any filial piety at all. They're just trying to piss me off! And my son was taken away the moment he was born. I don't know how much hardship and suffering he's endured these years out there."
The woman who had been crying with Old Lady Ji suddenly burst into tears. Ji Xia looked at the person's face. Wasn't this the entrepreneur Ji Hongmei who had appeared in financial magazines before?
Her ancestors were red capitalists who survived the special period. Ji Hongmei inherited the family business and made it flourish. After the reform and opening up, it is unknown how much foreign exchange they earned for the country.
Why is Ji Hongmei here?
"Dad, what's going on?" Ji Xia asked.
Father Ji sighed, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest.
Ji's mother said, "This is your grandmother's biological daughter. Back then, your grandmother gave birth to her, and your biological grandmother gave birth to your father. They were together, but somehow, the two families took the wrong child. This time, your biological grandmother and her family were sent down to the countryside, and they happened to come to our village, and only then did they realize that they had taken the wrong child."
It was 1970, the time when the Cultural Revolution was at its worst. The Ji family was a capitalist before liberation. Even if they were red capitalists, in such an era, they could easily be labeled as one of the five black categories.
How many people did not survive this period.
Some committed suicide by hanging, some took poison, some cut their throats with razors, some jumped into the lake holding stones... If those people really couldn't live anymore, how could they have taken their own lives?
Since the Ji family was sent down here, their lives must be difficult.
The world has restarted, the era background is different, but interpersonal relationships will not change.
The children of the two Ji families were swapped. Before the restart, Ji Xia knew that it was Old Lady Ji who did it. There was no need to ask. There was only one possibility: Old Lady Ji was reluctant to see her daughter being abused, so she just wanted to push her father, the real son of the Ji family, out.
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