Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback

Qin Xiangyang moved leisurely to one side, while Hu Li failed to stop in time, lunging forward only to fall onto the ground, and where she landed was none other than right atop Qin Pengfei. Qin Pengfei dodged to the side, causing Hu Li to nosedive spectacularly.

Hu Li was yelping like mad, cursing her son for being heartless, clueless on catching his own mother as she fell.

Qin Pengfei curled his lip disdainfully, "Mom, if you really fell on me, you would have crushed me to death with all that weight."

Furious, Hu Li tried to twist Qi Pengfei's arm.

"I truly wasted my life giving birth to you! Is it that none of you want me to live a good life?"

"When have I ever not allowed you to have a good life?" Qin Pengfei was instantly indignant, "It's you who haven't given me any good days to live. Despite having a shop, you won't give it to me, and instead I'm working that godforsaken shift, earning a monthly salary that can't even fill the gaps between my teeth."

All the others in the Qin family live better than him. Why should he alone suffer like this? In the end, it's all because his parents are useless.

Hu Li was so livid she nearly spewed a liter of blood, jabbing her finger forcefully into Qin Pengfei's forehead, "You heartless thing, did the dogs eat your conscience?"

Qin Pengfei slapped away Hu Li's hand, thoroughly embarrassed.

Qin Guohua was so angry he was shaking like a sieve, staring at Qin Xiangnuan with eyes filled with murderous intent as though ready to sink his teeth into flesh and drink blood.

Qin Xiangyang halted and stood in front of Qin Guohua, saying they were father and son, though nobody would believe it.

They looked nothing alike. Qin Guohua and Qin Xiangnuan both resembled Du Ping—in fact, thankfully so. Had they truly resembled Qin Guohua, each glimpse in the mirror would have turned their stomachs.

"My house does not welcome you; don't come back in the future," Qin Xiangyang said with an unwelcoming sneer, "You've come here several times, but have you ever gotten an advantage? If I didn't give it to you before, don't think you'll get it later. When I was eight years old, my sister and I no longer had a father. We were essentially children with neither a father nor a mother. Everything we have now, we earned ourselves. The agreement was very clear: once the relationship was severed, whether we live or die, we fend for ourselves. You still want the shop, want the building? I'm frankly embarrassed for you."

His words were venomous and direct, leaving Qin Guohua with bulging eyes and a face that had turned an ashen hue from anger.

Qin Guohua moved to hit Qin Xiangyang, but like having eyes on the back of his head, Qin Xiangyang caught Qin Guohua's wrist with a quick move.

"I'm no longer your son, you have no right to hit me," he said, and with a fierce jerk, he threw off Qin Guohua's hand, causing such pain to the hand that had gripped like a vice.

Qin Guohua, ultimately a farmer unacquainted with the wider world, might have been a scoundrel in his village, feared by no one, and he'd done his fair share of despicable acts. But deep down, he was the kind that preyed on the weak and feared the strong. He thought he could easily manipulate Qin Xiangyang and his sister, believing that with just a little scheming, the shop and the building would be his. A shop that raked in thousands of dollars a month—who wouldn't be tempted? And let alone mentioning a house in the Capital City, owning it would make them Kyoto people; if he had several to rent out on top of the shops back home, wouldn't they be able to live comfortably, savoring the finer things in life, all without lifting a finger and still making a fortune?

However, he underestimated Qin Xiangyang and Qin Yangnuan far too much. If it occurred to him, it had to others too. Nobody willingly plays the fool, including Qin Xiangyang and his sister. Qin Xiangyang, who has harbored deep resentment towards Qin Guohua from a young age, would never give in, not to mention Qin Xiangnuan, who had seen through Qin Guohua's character from years of experience.

Qin Xiangyang resents Qin Guohua, and Qin Xiangnuan even more so to the extreme.

They must have committed too many sins in their past life, hence now they have such a father, who never took care of them and now even comes to stir up trouble.

In short, they both have no love for this father.

With a smack, Qin Xiangyang directly closed the door, shutting Qin Guohua and his family of four outside. However, at the moment the door shut, he fell silent.

Qin Xiangmei wanted to say something, but Jian Zhiqing placed a hand on her shoulder and shook his head at her.

Qin Xiangnuan pursed her red lips tightly, and did not speak again.

She knew her older brother was suffering inside because unlike her, he hadn't lived an extra lifetime, hadn't seen all the vicissitudes of life, nor did he hold such deep resentment towards Qin Guohua like she did. Qin Guohua's actions had long pierced his heart, but deep down, there was still that faint blood connection.

She couldn't blame her brother because he had already done so well, truly.

Upon opening the door to the room, Granny Lu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is it, are they gone?" Granny Lu hurriedly asked in a low voice, Daxuan and Xiao Xuan had fallen asleep, with the nanny watching over them. Little San might not be sleeping very soundly, so Granny Lu was specifically holding and soothing him.

At last, all three had fallen asleep. It's just that Little San's eyes were red, his little nose was also red because he was too pale, so everyone could tell as soon as he cried.

"It's okay now, they've all gone," Qin Xiangnuan took Little San from Granny Lu's arms. Little San was now ten pounds heavy, still a child but too delicate and really hard to hold. As soon as he was put down, he seemed unhappy, humphing for a while, but upon smelling the familiar scent, he settled down.

Qin Xiangnuan lowered her head and kissed Little San's tender little cheeks. It really was a hard day for this delicate child. Daxuan and Xiao Xuan were braver, just by seeing how soundly they slept one could tell, but Little San being too delicate and easily frightened, was not sleeping soundly.

"Granny, you go check on my brother," Qin Xiangnuan thought about getting Granny Lu to comfort Qin Xiangyang a bit, worried that he might overthink things and get himself into a state.

"Alright, I'll go look at him," Granny Lu sighed. She truly felt frustrated and the pent-up anger made her feel uncomfortable. These two children, why were their lives so hard? Just when things were getting better, that worthless dad came back to cause trouble again. There's no telling if there will be a next time.

"Let me hold him," Jian Zhiqing took Little San, freeing up Qin Xiangnuan's hands, "You go check on the other two. Little San is almost hogging all your love, I've hardly seen you hold the other two much."

There was no helping it, Qin Xiangnuan rubbed her forehead. The other two were too well-behaved, and this one was too tiring to take care of, and naturally, that was her Little San, who was delicate, loved to cry, picky with food, and even timid. Daxuan and Xiao Xuan were really easy to take care of, just feed them well, clean them up, they could entertain themselves playing with their little hands for a whole day, but Little San was different, any slight displeasure would set him off crying, and all her energy was occupied by this mischievous boy.