Chapter 5 How Dare to Touch the Moon
“Ouch!”
Qian Meixiang's nipples were burned, like a plucked hen, "Which bitch?!"
Everyone just ate Xu Ningjun’s food, and now their minds are full of Xu Ningjun.
Upon hearing this, they all looked up with unfriendly eyes.
Qian Meixiang felt uncomfortable being stared at and coughed twice, "Xu, Xu Zhiqing."
Xu Ningjun smiled sweetly, "Aunt is late, it's gone."
"Why didn't you leave any for Yuanshan?"
Qian Meixiang was a little unhappy because Xu Ningjun had given all the good things to Yuanshan before.
Silly woman, her son hasn't eaten yet, but she is busy eating by herself.
Cheng Guowei quickly pulled Qian Meixiang aside and said with a smile, "Xu Zhiqing, remember to save two bowls for us next time."
Not only did she not eat anything, but she was also splashed with scalding water. When she got home, Qian Meixiang slammed the table in anger.
"If you hadn't pulled me back, I would have taught Xu Zhiqing a lesson. Idiot, how dare you..."
As she spoke, she felt a cold gaze sweeping towards her from behind.
"What are you looking at? Go wash my clothes, you worthless bastard! I've raised you for so many years and you haven't given me anything in return."
Qian Meixiang glanced at Cheng Chuan with disdain. He was already fourteen years old this year, and she still took care of his food and drink.
He only earned ten work points a day, which was enough for everyone.
"By the way, do the work in Yuanshan tomorrow and earn another ten work points."
"Mei Xiang, how can anyone do ten work points in a day......"
Qian Meixiang glared at her husband. "I don't have enough money to support him. Your sister used all her money to repair the house, so there's no money left. His father died so young, so little money is not enough for him. His cheap mother must have hidden some money. If I had known..."
Cheng Chuan walked out with the sweet potato porridge, and the buzzing sound in his ears became a little quieter.
He knew from a young age that his uncle and aunt were indebted to him. If it weren't for them, he would have starved to death long ago.
So it's my duty to help with some housework and do some work.
When the land was divided in the village and people were required to work on it, no one wanted to be assigned the inferior land because it was not only thankless but also tiring.
The captain couldn't find him, so he said, "I'll give you the most tiring work and give your brother two work points a day. Is that okay?"
Cheng Yuanshan didn't work and just played around every day, never earning any work points.
He agreed and tacitly agreed that the captain would give him all the work that no one else was willing to do.
Now he can earn thirteen work points a day.
"Grandma, eat."
Walking into the cowshed, he squatted down and put the bowl and chopsticks in the old man's hands.
The chandelier above the cowshed swayed, flickering, and its reflection revealed the old lady sitting on the ground.
His hair was disheveled and he was so thin that only bones were left, but his back was straight and his eyes were clear.
"Xiaochuan, have you eaten?"
The old lady looked at the small bowl of sweet potato porridge, which was almost entirely water.
Qian Meixiang even treated her harshly, let alone Xiaochuan.
Xiaochuan has to work, so he can't do without eating enough.
"Um."
Knowing that the child was stubborn, the old lady sighed and drank slowly.
After his father died, his mother cried every day and ignored her children.
Later, his mother died. Qian Meixiang took him home because he was a boy and could work.
Whenever he spoke, Qian Meixiang would hit him, forcing him to put the energy he used for talking into working.
I don't know why, but I stuttered every time I opened my mouth.
The old lady felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do. "Did you read the book I taught you a few days ago?"
Cheng Chuan squatted down and shook his head, "No."
The old lady has been studying in a private school since she was a child. Those who oppress her cannot take away what is in her head.
She studied abroad and designed and built the teaching building of Capital University.
As time went by, the old lady could never have imagined that one day she would end up like this.
She was at her wit's end and had planned to teach what she had learned to Xiaochuan, but Xiaochuan didn't like studying, so she was a little anxious.
"Of course there's nothing. Knowledge is always there! Who wants an illiterate woman when they're looking for a wife?"
Looking for a wife?
The figure of a snow-white figure popped up in my mind.
She smelled fragrant, a clear scent mixed with sweetness.
When he hugged her that day, he smelled it.
"What's wrong? Do you have a girl you like?"
"without."
Xu Zhiqing hated him.
On his first day, he was helping the educated youth move their things.
Just as she was about to pick up her suitcase, she said, "Well, I can do it myself."
The sound was like the gurgling of a brook, pleasant to the ears. He watched her look at his hands in a daze.
He pulled it back suddenly and found that he had left dirty handprints on her dark brown box.
He forgot that he had just come back from the fields and his hands were dirty.
Her gaze was more dazzling than the sun, burning him so much that he dared not look up.
She curved her lips towards him politely yet distantly, and he would always remember that smile.
She hated him, he was dirty.
After the old lady finished eating, Cheng Chuan took the bowl back to wash it.
He picked up the clothes again and went to the stream to wash them.
After tossing and turning for half the night, he finally left the room.
"It's so noisy!"
Cheng Yuanshan was woken up, covered his ears and turned over in bed.
Cheng Chuan lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and waited to hear the rooster crow to make breakfast.
*
Just like in her previous life, Mrs. Wang suddenly stopped making trouble.
Only now did Xu Ningjun realize that he had been living in a muddle-headed state throughout this period of his life.
The two men who tried to molest her would die, and she didn't know why.
At first, Mrs. Wang looked like she wanted to make her pay with her life, but she has not been making trouble in the past two days, and she doesn't know why.
Maybe it was the sisters-in-law from those families who helped.
She counted on her fingers and found that the college entrance examination was resumed in 1977.
Later, after the household contract responsibility system was implemented and the land was distributed to everyone, the brigade was no longer so poor.
With the reform and opening up, the country encouraged entrepreneurship, and a group of people took advantage of the favorable conditions of the times and became rich first.
At that time in her previous life, she should have been eloping with her scumbag husband.
Men will only hinder her progress.
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