Chapter 81 Chapter 81 Doing Good Deeds
"In the rehabilitation class."
After speaking, Fan Meiyu lowered her head, her eyes looked a little dim, she spread out her hands, and stared at her rough fingertips in a daze.
She really didn't understand why her life was still so miserable after living it over again.
According to her original plan, after divorcing Zhao Zhanming, she would move to the county town with Dong Dali and live a normal life. She would not have to stay alone in an empty house, face a sarcastic mother-in-law, and have a man who loved her enough.
But after getting married, Fan Meiyu gradually realized that the days seemed to be endless.
Both of his step-sons were rebellious and difficult to manage, and his mean mother-in-law finally died. Now Dong Dali has fallen into this situation again.
It had only been a short time since she came to Linba to work with Dong Dali, but her hands were already covered in calluses, and her face, which she had once carefully cared for, was now chapped.
The training in that reform class was harsher than that of any other class in Linba. They did the hardest and most tiring work in Linba, but they often couldn't even get a meal. It was even more difficult than life in the countryside.
Lu Qinghe: "How do you expect Zhao Zhanming to help you? In a situation like the one you just described, it's impossible to escape from Linba. If you escape and are caught again, the punishment will only be more severe."
"I can't get out, but if there are people inside who have connections, they can talk to the guards and they can do less work and have better meals."
After a pause, Fan Meiyu smiled bitterly, "I'm not trying to make you pity me, but you might not believe it, my life was even worse than it is now. Now at least I know there's hope for the future. Back then, I really didn't even have hope."
She became disabled in her previous life, and if her family didn't watch over her, she couldn't even see the sun.
She was bitter about Zhaojiagou and hated Zhao Zhanming.
If I hadn't married the wrong person, I wouldn't have ended up like that.
Lu Qinghe observed the resentment in her eyes and asked, "Do you think your life is not going well because you married the wrong person?"
"certainly."
So she probably experienced bad things in her previous life because of Zhao Zhanming's death.
But Lu Qinghe didn't want to know the details.
She just wants to know that she cares.
Lu Qinghe: "Okay, I promise you this, but I can only tell Zhao Zhanming for you. If he doesn't want to, I have no other choice."
"He must be willing, otherwise he will be waiting to die!" Fan Meiyu said sternly.
"You also said that you didn't expect that you would be in this situation now. Now that many things have changed, are you so sure that the same thing will happen again and that Zhao Zhanming will die?" Lu Qinghe frowned and asked with sharp eyes.
"I'm sure! What happens two years from now won't just be his problem. By then, many people will..."
Fan Meiyu was halfway through her speech when she noticed Lu Qinghe's slightly amused look.
She tricked him out.
Lu Qinghe thought to himself.
If he wasn't alone, it could only be related to the mission.
The mission two years later, in 1973...
Lu Qinghe was not particularly clear about this period of history, but she vaguely remembered that something had happened. After thinking about it, she decided not to ask any further questions.
Fan Meiyu became anxious again, "Why aren't you curious at all? Don't you have any feelings for Zhao Zhanming? I just accidentally revealed a little information, you can't regret it."
"I told you, I'll tell Zhao Zhanming."
Seeing that they had almost finished talking, Lu Qinghe stood up and said, "You can go back, or you can continue to wait for Zhao Zhanming to come back, but you have to go outside and wait. We still have other people to receive in the reception room."
After the fall, the whole Hua City became cold and the temperature outside was so low that it was impossible to stay there.
Fan Meiyu gritted her teeth and said, "Then I'll come to see you tomorrow."
"what ever."
"Wait a minute, when will Zhao Zhanming come back?"
"evening."
If she really wanted to wait, Lu Qinghe couldn't stop her.
The two of them walked out of the reception room one after another.
Lu Qinghe turned around and went home, while Fan Meiyu went out, but then he heard Fan Meiyu's trembling and hateful voice coming from behind him.
She shouted: Zhao Zirui.
Lu Qinghe stopped suddenly and turned around to look. Sure enough, he saw Xue Lanhua and the children walking towards him and bumping into Fan Meiyu.
Xue Lanhua just felt that Fan Meiyu looked familiar.
Although the two people had never met each other formally, they once lived so close to each other that they might have caught a glimpse of each other one day.
"Do you know my child?" Xue Lanhua asked.
Fan Meiyu's eyes were closely following Zhao Zirui.
Although he is already in junior high school, Zhao Zirui's childhood appearance can almost be said to be a magnified effect.
He also looked at Fan Meiyu with a puzzled look on his face.
"Of course I know him." Fan Meiyu sneered, "I'm his mother."
Hearing this, Xue Lanhua frowned, and Zhao Zirui was also stunned, his eyes widened in disbelief.
Zhao Zimo was the first to react and immediately showed a vigilant expression.
Zhao Zirui: "Auntie, you must be mistaken. My mother is not you."
"Oh."
Fan Meiyu was about to say something when she was interrupted by Lu Qinghe who came over.
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
"What's wrong? Are you scared?"
"What do I have to be afraid of? Am I afraid that you will snatch my child away? Before you speak, why don't you look down at your current situation and think about what you have done in the past? What right and ability do you have to ask me such questions? Fan Meiyu, if you still have some conscience, don't affect the child."
Fan Meiyu glanced between Lu Qinghe and the children, snorted, and turned away.
"Fan Meiyun?"
When Xue Lanhua heard this name, she understood most of what was going on.
Even the children nearby gradually guessed something.
"Why are you back again?"
After everyone left, Lu Qinghe went to ask Xue Lanhua.
"I left in such a hurry just now that I forgot to bring my money."
Lu Qinghe pursed her lips and smiled: "Everyday I always say that I am forgetful, now it's your turn."
Xue Lanhua was relieved to see her daughter reacting normally. "You kid."
"Okay, let's go home first. I don't have any money on me."
"Um."
After arriving home, Xue Lanhua found the money.
But when I looked at the children again, none of them showed any intention of going out.
Zhao Zimo glanced at Zhao Zirui and spoke first: "Aunt Lu, that auntie just now is the one who said she was looking for my dad this morning."
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Zhao Zimo gritted his teeth and looked straight over: "Aunt Lu, don't be angry, I will tell her when my dad comes back!"
Lu Yao and Lu Yang also looked somewhat nervous.
They are not children anymore, and they can understand the relationships and things involved. So they also looked at Lu Qinghe's face and did not dare to speak.
Zhao Zirui is one year younger than them, but he also understood what was said just now.
Fan Meiyun.
That was my biological mother as my grandparents used to talk about her.
At that time, the woman suddenly abandoned Zhao Zhanming and left him when Zhao Zirui was still breastfeeding. When they met by chance in the village as children, the woman just pretended not to see it.
Although I don’t know how much truth there is in what my grandparents say, but just looking at Zhao Zhanming’s reaction, I know that Fan Meiyu must be very hard-hearted.
"Mom." Zhao Zirui said softly, "That person...that aunt...Mom, you are my only mother. I don't want any other mother. Please, please don't be angry. She is not a good person. I don't like her. If she bullies you, I will avenge you."
Lu Qinghe chuckled and looked at the children in the room, "What are you two thinking? Do I look like I'm going to be angry?"
"But..." Zhao Zimo hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said slowly: "But she said she came to see dad, I think you must be unhappy."
"She's not a very important person to us. I won't let someone who's not important affect my mood."
Lu Qinghe stood up and chased them away. "Alright, it's a rare day off for you. Zhao Zimo will be leaving in a few days. Hurry and go out and have some fun together while you're still at home."
"Aunt Lu..."
"I'm really not angry. If I were really angry, I wouldn't be so polite to her just now."
After repeated assurances, the children were still skeptical.
Xue Lanhua was embarrassed to speak up, but in the end, the children had no choice but to discuss and decide to go out in the afternoon and stay at home to talk to Lu Qinghe in the morning.
But before it was their turn to accompany them, someone came running back in a hurry.
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There was nothing to do today. After the meeting, Zhao Zhanming finished reading the documents in the office and picked up the military daily. He heard someone downstairs calling him to answer the phone.
Originally he was not in a hurry, but when he heard that it was the Military Family Courtyard calling, he took two steps at a time and strode to the communications room.
Zhao Zhanming understands Lu Qinghe.
Even though she has been reminded several times, when something happens at home, she will usually solve it by herself. If she can't solve it by herself, she will ask the neighbors for help.
But this time it was someone from home who called, so it seemed like it was really an emergency.
But when he arrived at the communications room, it was not Lu Qinghe who answered the phone.
"I am, you say."
"Someone's looking for you?"
"Yeah, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Zhanming turned around and went to find the political commissar of the regiment.
"Please ask for leave for me and go home today."
"Oh, it's rare to see you ask for leave. Go ahead. The army is idle these two days anyway, so it won't delay anything."
"Thank you."
Zhao Zhanming rushed all the way home. When he saw the door, even though he had a good physical condition, he was a little out of breath.
Eyelashes fall and then open.
In an instant, he adjusted his breathing and opened the door.
"Qinghe, I'm back."
As soon as he finished speaking, several children who were jumping rubber rope in the yard to amuse their mother stopped instantly and looked at Zhao Zhanming eagerly.
Zhao Zhanming was stunned. He obviously didn't expect the children to be here today.
"I'm back."
At the door, Lu Qinghe, who was sitting in a rocking chair, finally glanced over and smiled, "I asked someone to call you to let you know. I was afraid you had something to say. Why did you ask for leave and come back in such a hurry?"
There is something else behind this.
At least that’s what Zhao Zimo thinks.
Zhao Zimo was originally unhappy about the arrival of Fan Meiyu, and now after hearing what Aunt Lu said, he couldn't help but look at Zhao Zhanming with dissatisfaction.
Zhao Zimo: "Dad, are you anxious to see her?"
Zhao Zhanming's expression suddenly turned cold, and he glared at him, "Children, don't butt in on adult matters."
Zhao Zimo was afraid in his heart, but he didn't show any fear on his face.
With his adoptive father, Aunt Lu, and three taller radish heads, this is his home.
He finally had a home that felt like home.
He doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone!
Especially after all these years, he had never seen Lu Qinghe and Zhao Zhanming quarrel. Even if they occasionally quarreled, it was always in the form of jokes.
He hates anyone who disrupts the atmosphere of this home.
Zhao Zimo stood in front of Lu Qinghe and said, "Dad, even if Aunt Lu doesn't say it, I still want to ask you, why are you still in contact with... with that person?"
"You kid." Zhao Zhanming was a little annoyed and walked over directly.
Lu Qinghe was afraid that Zhao Zhanming would get angry and start a fight, so she stood up and pulled Zhao Zimo behind her. "The kid has some misunderstandings about this. Don't rush him. Let's go inside and talk."
Zhao Zhanming responded in a muffled voice.
Just as he was about to enter the house, Zhao Zimo grabbed Lu Qinghe again.
"Auntie, if you're unhappy again, just say it out loud. Don't hold it in. We're all on your side."
"Yes." Zhao Zirui agreed in a low voice.
Anyway, he only recognizes Lu Qinghe.
The look Aunt Fan Meiyu gave him just now was a bit scary, as if he saw an enemy. He didn't like it, he really didn't like it.
There is no need to talk about Lu Yao and Lu Yang. Both children have the same surname as Lu Qinghe, and they will only recognize Lu Qinghe as their mother.
"You little idiots." Lu Qinghe poked Zhao Zirui's forehead helplessly, "Don't think too much, Mom and Dad won't quarrel, and I'm not unhappy."
Even though they said this several times, once the two adults entered the bedroom, the children still hurried to the living room and tried to eavesdrop.
"Qinghe, please listen to my explanation. I really don't have any connection with her. How could she come here..."
"I know."
Lu Qinghe looked over calmly, "I chatted with her for a few words. You used to send letters home, and this was her address."
Zhao Zhanming was still anxious: "She is a selfish person. I hope she didn't say anything to make you angry."
"You can't piss me off yet."
"If I had known Fan Meiyu was coming today, I wouldn't have gone to work no matter what."
"Wait until you see her." Lu Qinghe couldn't help but teasing.
Zhao Zhanming was stunned and said seriously, "How is that possible? I'm just afraid that she will disturb you. You are still pregnant."
"I'm kidding."
Lu Qinghe became serious as she spoke: "But she came here today because she has something that worries me."
Afterwards, Lu Qinghe repeated what Fan Meiyu had said.
After hearing this, Zhao Zhanming's expression turned even colder.
"Don't trust supernatural powers. Who knows what she'll do next? Don't pay any attention to her. Let's just live our lives well."
Lu Qinghe remained silent.
"Does your shoulder hurt?" Zhao Zhanming looked at Lu Qinghe shaking his neck, his expression warming up, and asked worriedly.
"I slept on my side last night and got a stiff neck."
"Let me give you a pinch."
"Um."
"I'll find you some buckwheat this afternoon and sew you a pillow. How about using this as a hug to protect your waist?"
"Okay."
Feeling the perfect amount of strength on his shoulders, Lu Qinghe closed his eyes comfortably, and said slowly, "Zhao Zhanming, are you really not going to care?"
"Do you believe that?"
Lu Qinghe hesitated for a moment: "It's about your safety, I trust you more. I'm afraid something will happen to you."
Zhao Zhanming's tone softened. "Even if I believe it, it's just like your suspicion. Times have changed. How can something be certain to happen? Besides, with you and this family here, I will be very careful when I go out on a mission."
Lu Qinghe was silent for a long time.
"No, I'm still worried."
Lu Qinghe suddenly opened her eyes and held Zhao Zhanming's hand. "Just consider it as my excuse for my insecurity. Could you please help me with this a little?"
She really couldn't think of any other accident in that period of history that could have involved Zhao Zhanming's life.
He is Zhao Zhanming.
Not an ordinary soldier, but an officer of the deputy regimental level.
If there is danger, it is certainly not an ordinary danger.
"Qinghe, you must believe me."
Zhao Zhanming sensed his lover's uneasiness, half-knelt down beside the bed, held Lu Qinghe's hand, and placed it in his palm.
"What about precognitive abilities? What about knowing the future? Such talk is simply a lie. You're just too nervous about me, so you believe it."
Lu Qinghe was unwilling to nod.
If she was a native local, she would definitely treat Fan Meiyu as a joke.
But she is not, she came from a book.
She can't do anything about small matters, but she can also predict the general direction of the times.
"Old Zhao, it might be the effects of the hormones in my body after pregnancy. I've been getting more and more anxious recently, and I can't help but overthink things. I can't control my catastrophic associations with the future after hearing what Fan Meiyun said. I... I'm anxious. Just think of it as my own."
Zhao Zhanming was silent.
After a long while, the man finally sighed and said, "Well, I'll go ask about the situation. If it's not a serious issue, I can talk to someone I know."
Lu Qinghe nodded: "Okay."
After the two men finished their conversation and came out, the children who were surrounding them outside quickly dispersed.
Zhao Zhanming looked around, put his hands behind his back and glared at Zhao Zimo, "Alright, it's okay, let's all go out and play."
Zhao Zimo glanced at Lu Qinghe cautiously, "Aunt Lu, are you sure everything is alright?"
"You kid." Zhao Zhanming glared at him, "My words are no longer effective on you, are they?"
Lu Qinghe smiled and took Zhao Zhanming's hand. "Are you sure? It's all right. That person just came over to ask a few questions. We can go on with our lives as usual."
The children breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Lu Qinghe's much more relaxed expression.
Xue Lanhua did the same. She asked Lu Qinghe a few more questions, then turned around and left with the children.
"It seems that these kids are becoming more and more obsessed with you." After everyone left, Zhao Zhanming spoke with both amusement and helplessness.
"Why, are you jealous?"
"That's not the case. They actually do this because they like you and respect you. I couldn't be happier."
Zhao Zhanming was not idle either. After he finished speaking, he asked Lu Qinghe to rest at home and went out to find someone to inquire about Dong Dali.
"After asking, it turns out it's not a serious problem. It was caused by Dong Dali's son who intentionally committed violence. He collected a Ming and Qing Dynasty novel in classical Chinese that was suspected of being pornographic and political. The book was also left by his father. To be frank, it's not a big deal."
Lu Qinghe nodded: "Can I help?"
"I can ask someone to tell him that although he's not the focus of attention, he's in Linba after all. At most, he'll just have a few more mouthfuls of food, and his work won't be much less."
Lu Qinghe nodded: "I'll pass the message on."
"Are you going to see Fan Meiyu tomorrow?" Zhao Zhanming was a little unhappy.
Lu Qinghe raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong, do you want to see?"
"Of course not. I just wanted to send a message. I didn't want her to affect your mood."
Lu Qinghe shook his head: "No, and if I send a message, I don't think I can explain it clearly."
"You."
Zhao Zhanming shook his head. "I really don't believe in this kind of weird stuff. Just think of it as you being kind and doing good deeds."
Lu Qinghe smiled and didn't explain any further.
No one would believe this kind of thing unless it happened to them.
The next day came in a flash.
Fan Meiyu still came early in the morning.
In the reception room.
Fan Meiyu changed her clothes today. They still looked old, but they were much cleaner, and her fingers also looked cleaner than yesterday.
But even so, when she saw Lu Qinghe come in, she still lowered her head with a sense of inferiority.
Lu Qinghe didn't waste time talking to her. She simply repeated what Zhao Zhanming meant and asked directly, "Tell me, what will happen in two years?"
Fan Meiyun still couldn't believe it: "Did you really agree to help?"
"Don't waste my time."
"...Two years later, Pearl Island."
After hearing these three words, Lu Qinghe immediately remembered what had happened.
Pearl Island is a small island near the sea of Hua City, close to the border line. In the early 1970s, there were several disputes with the Russians over sovereignty issues.
The most serious incident even required the deployment of a large military force for defense.
"What else?" Lu Qinghe continued to ask.
Fan Meiyun: "March, as long as we avoid March, it should be fine, but..."
As she spoke, Fan Meiyu glanced at Lu Qinghe mischievously, "But you should also understand Zhao Zhanming's character. Even if you persuade him about something like that, he won't agree to stay home."
Lu Qinghe felt a little nauseous when he saw her expression that looked like she wanted to laugh at someone else.
She couldn't help it, so she simply turned around and retched twice in the trash can at the door, wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and then sat down again.
Lu Qinghe: "You are so cruel. To be honest, Zhao Zhanming doesn't owe you anything. He didn't treat you badly when they divorced. Are you just hoping that something bad will happen to him?"
"What do you know? Do you know that if I didn't divorce, I would have been the one in trouble? I almost died in a mudslide just to get his ashes, but I still became paralyzed..."
"But what does this have to do with Zhao Zhanming? He's not the one hoping for your death."
Fan Meiyun snorted coldly, "Anyway, I hate the Zhao family and I don't like you. You haven't experienced the hard times I went through, so you will never understand."
After saying that, Fan Meiyu stood up without hesitation.
"Lu Qinghe, there's actually no grudge between us, but after this, tell Zhao Zhanming that we're even now and I won't be here again..."
Before Fan Meiyu could finish her words, Lu Qinghe stood up and left.
She didn't want to stay with Fan Meiyu for even a second.
As soon as Lu Qinghe left, an attendant from Fan Meiyu's side immediately asked her to leave.
Those words that had not been spoken were stuck in Fan Meiyu's chest like a ball of cotton wool, which she could neither swallow nor spit out.
I feel uncomfortable, depressed, and even a little wronged.
Is she wrong?
She is not wrong.
She lived her life again just to change her own destiny, even if it might hurt some people in the process, but she had no choice.
For her own sake, she couldn't hesitate.
Just for myself, but my life now...
Fan Meiyu thought about it and looked down at her calloused palms again.
But why is the current life not what she wanted?
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The author has something to say: The time period of this article is fictional, and the events that took place in the 1970s in China are also fictional.
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