Once they arrived in Menghai County, it only took them a day or two to find the Song couple.
Upon arriving, the two shopped around town for a while without stopping, and then quickly drove towards Mengjinglai.
Mengjinglai is a typical traditional Dai village, bordering Myanmar. It has frequent exchanges and intermarriages with the Shan people of Myanmar, forming a rare phenomenon of mixed Dai and Shan communities.
In the 1960s, Myanmar's economic situation was very difficult, and the people lived in poverty, barely able to make a living.
The situation in China is not optimistic either. Everyone is in a difficult situation and cannot help each other. They can only look at each other with bitter smiles.
In the 1960s, people's lives were very difficult, and they often faced...
They faced the threats of hunger, disease, and poverty.
Many families are forced to rely on debt to make ends meet, leading to immense financial pressure.
Nevertheless, people did not give up hope; they continued to work hard in an attempt to improve their lives.
In this context, the relationship between the Dai and Shan people of Mengjinglai has become even closer. They help each other and work together to overcome life's difficulties.
In Mengjinglai, Dai villagers teach agricultural techniques and handicraft skills to the Shan people in Myanmar, helping them improve their productivity.
Meanwhile, the Shan people of Myanmar provide the Dai villagers with daily necessities and assistance to alleviate their living pressures. This mutually supportive relationship not only helps both sides overcome difficulties but also promotes friendship and cultural exchange between the two peoples.
The two rode their bicycles into the village, where they were shocked by the poverty they witnessed.
People's clothes were tattered and patched, as if telling a story of the hardships and helplessness of life.
The villagers seemed somewhat apprehensive in the face of Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu, two well-dressed strangers.
The village chief rushed over, while the bolder children curiously gathered around, cautiously touching the bicycle, their eyes sparkling with longing and envy.
Song Ziqing smiled as he watched the children, not stopping them. He understood the hardships of the villagers' lives and felt great sympathy for these innocent children.
However, Lin Chengyu's expression turned solemn. He knew the saying that bad people often come from poor and remote areas, and worried that these villagers might harm them, so he was not friendly towards them.
"Everyone, don't move! This car is so expensive, if it gets damaged, can you afford to pay for it?!" Lin Chengyu shouted sternly.
His voice carried a hint of impatience.
He was the boss of several companies, and he naturally exuded an air of authority.
The villagers were so frightened by his shouts that they dared not approach the bicycle again, and the children scattered, their eyes filled with disappointment and grievance.
Song Ziqing sighed softly. He understood Lin Chengyu's concerns, but he didn't think Lin's attitude was excessive.
In her past life, she had also encountered many unreasonable people. They didn't appreciate her kindness, but when she didn't treat them well, they would offer her their kindness.
However, when she saw the village chief arrive, she said softly, "Chengyu, don't be like that. They're just a bunch of ignorant children; they meant no harm. Let's not argue with these kids for the sake of the village chief."
Lin Chengyu gritted his teeth, looked at the village chief, and asked, "Village chief, is there any place here where we can stay? We are staff members of the city's planning bureau and would like to stay here for a few days to familiarize ourselves with the local geography."
The village chief nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, we have an empty house here, you can stay there."
The village chief smiled and said, "It's no trouble at all. We're already very happy that you came here."
"Then I'll have to trouble the village chief," Song Ziqing said.
Before they arrived, Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing specially had someone in Hong Kong make a planning bureau seal, hoping that this seal would convince the villagers of their identity and capabilities.
They now realized their worries were completely unnecessary. The village chief warmly welcomed them and introduced them to the village. The villagers were very welcoming; they didn't doubt Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu's identities at all and believed their words without question.
Next, the village chief led Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu to the vacant houses in the village. Although these houses were somewhat simple, they were still clean and tidy.
Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu parked their bicycles at the door and went inside the house. They quickly tidied their luggage and then began to look around the village.
The villagers lived in poverty, but there was no sign of complaint or dejection on their faces. They created their lives with their own hands, and although it was hard, it was full of hope.
In the village, Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing witnessed many heartbreaking scenes.
The children, dressed in tattered clothes, played in the open space at the entrance of the village, their eyes revealing their longing for the future.
The elderly sat in the doorway, basking in the sun, their faces etched with wrinkles—the marks of time. These scenes made Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing realize the hardships the villagers endured.
In the days that followed, Lin Chengyu and Song Ziqing began their work. Before they arrived, they had planned not to inquire about the Song couple's existence immediately. Instead, they would use work as a pretext to visit each household and learn about the villagers' living conditions and needs.
"Xiaoyu, we've been checking every house for ages, but we haven't found anyone in this village who's anything extraordinary. So how did my parents die in their past life?"
Song Ziqing had always believed that his parents died in his previous life because of the persecution in this village. Now, after checking for a long time, the two of them still couldn't find anything wrong with these people.
"It might be those Red Guards in the town or city who did it. Those people suddenly gained power and became lawless!"
Lin Chengyu's guess was not unreasonable. After all, the Song couple had lived in the countryside for more than ten years in their previous life without any problems, so it was unlikely that they were killed by the villagers.
“That way, we don’t need to go around in circles anymore. We’ve already found out where the cowshed is. We’ll go check it out later. Are my parents home?!”
Song Ziqing had been holding back for a long time, but he couldn't hold back any longer.
In fact, she had been mentally preparing herself for the past half day. She had both expectations and fears about the Song couple. She hoped that they were her parents who had died unexpectedly in her previous life, but she was also afraid that her expectations would be dashed.
She was extremely nervous, and her palms were sweaty. She kept reassuring herself, telling herself not to be nervous, and that maybe this time she would find the answer.
If the Song couple really are her parents, then she can reunite with them. But if they aren't, then even if she transmigrates into Song Ziqing's body, they are still her parents!
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