Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback

It might just be that the two brothers feel sorry for their younger brother, so the two are well-behaved. If they were all like Little San, ten Qin Xiangnuans would be worn to death.

Outside, I don't know what Granny Lu and Qin Xiangyang are talking about. Initially, Qin Xiangyang was very agitated, but gradually, he began to calm down.

Qin Xiangnuan glanced outside through the window. Although she didn't know what Granny Lu told her elder brother, she could guess it was mostly about not holding a grudge against Qin Guohua. After all, he was still their father.

But what use is such a father?

In her past life, he caused the death of both her and her brother. In this life, they've learned and surely won't let him harm them again.

No matter what her brother thinks, she will never forgive Qin Guohua, not in this lifetime, because no one is her, no one knows what she has really gone through—her heart literally carved out for her grandson's transplant surgery.

Such a father is laughable, truly laughable.

She sneered in her heart, and when she came back to reality, she saw Jian Zhiqing looking at her worriedly. Although he didn't say anything, his face showed nothing but concern.

"I'm fine," Qin Xiangnuan reassured him with a shake of her head. There were just some things that were hard to accept, but now she had almost come to terms with them.

After tucking in the two little ones' blankets, the twins with similar faces cuddled together, their long eyelashes, delicate noses, and light-colored lips—a spitting image of Jian Zhiqing. Those two had always been well-behaved and never caused any worries,

But at this moment, Qin Xiangnuan felt guilty toward these little ones. She had been so preoccupied with Little San, she hardly ever had the chance to hold them. Little San was demanding, seemingly always needing to be held and coddled, not even letting anyone sit down.

She gently stroked Daxuan and Xiao Xuan's cheeks, then tucked their little hands under the blanket, quietly watching them, letting time slip away in this moment, and even so, it was worth it.

She would watch them grow day by day, learning to sit, to sort, to walk, to run, to call daddy and mommy, then study, to eventually getting married and having children, and by then she too would have aged, but such aging, she felt, was also a kind of happiness. Suddenly, she wasn't at all afraid of getting old or dying.

As long as she had family, what else could really matter?

Little San hummed again, and Jian Zhiqing gently rocked him.

So domineering, he pinched Little San's cheek. Fortunately, he didn't wake up, sleeping soundly, but he couldn't be put down. Once down, he would surely cry. Granny Lu said this child was delicate, inherently lacking in vitality which needed to be supplemented by an adult, otherwise it would attract unclean spirits.

Qin Xiangnuan didn't know if it was true or false, but Little San really couldn't be left alone. She just hoped that as he grew older, he would be easier to take care of.

After Qin Guohua's family left, they never came back, probably knowing that they had no shares in either the shop or the building, and they couldn't even dream of living in the Siheyuan. After all, the Siheyuan wasn't owned by the Qin Family, and even if he wanted to assert his paternal rights, it depended on others acknowledging him.

As for where Qin Guohua's family went, Qin Xiangnuan didn't want to bother. In fact, everyone knew they could only move in with Qin Xiangmei. Qin Xiangyang and his sister had raised themselves, but Qin Xiangmei had been painstakingly raised by Qin Guohua and Hu Li. If she didn't take responsibility, Qin Guohua would have to roll back to Dadao Village immediately.

Sure enough, she guessed right; Qin Guohua's family had indeed moved in with Qin Xiangmei. Although the house was large, it couldn't accommodate Qin Guohua and his wife along with Qi Pengfei and his wife, and a kid with running nose – he was Guan Xiaojie's elder brother's son. Guan Xiaojie hadn't had her child yet. They kept the child close, hoping it would lead to having one of their own. Qin Guohua and Hu Li, of course, wanted grandchildren and were living daily at Qin Pengfei's expense, unconcerned about the arrangements.

Guan Xiaojie's nephew wasn't very cute, but a child still felt closest to family. This child had been spoiled rotten by the family, not just bad-tempered but also back-talking.

"Guan Cheng, who allowed you to wipe your snot on my sofa?" Qin Xiangmei saw a blob of snot on her newly bought sofa and knew it was Guan Cheng's doing. Only such a filthy child like Guan Cheng would do this. She had seen before how Guan Cheng liked to wipe his snot on other people's clothes and bed sheets. Thinking about it made her feel disgusted, and seeing that sticky mess on the sofa almost made her vomit.

Guan Cheng humphed softly, muttering, "I wiped it, so what? This is my home after all."

"Your home?" Qin Xiangmei was fed up. Having tolerated enough at the Song Family, she didn't think twice before slapping Guan Cheng on the face. What did this brat have to do with her? She supported Qin Pengfei, she supported Guan Xiaojie—was she supposed to support Guan Xiaojie's elder brother's son too? How could that possibly make sense?

"This is your home?" she sneered. "With what your parents earn as salary, they couldn't buy a house in the Capital City in this lifetime."

Guan Cheng was slapped and fell down scrambling. Qin Xiangmei already felt annoyed and uncomfortable, especially by Guan Cheng claiming her house as his, unable to fathom when her property became an asset of the Guan Family.

Incapable themselves, yet coveting others' property, Qin Xiangnuan was acquiring properties one by one, opening one store after another, why don't they ask her?

She felt immensely aggrieved and dissatisfied, however, she seemed to forget that Qin Xiangnuan didn't have any relations with Qin Pengfei's family. Qin Xiangnuan wasn't foolish; why would she willingly share her belongings with a blood-unrelated person, let alone people who even Qin Guohua didn't want to acknowledge like Qin Pengfei, who was seen as an enemy, and Qin Pengyou's wife, and Qin Pengfei's wife's elder brother's child.

Qin Pengfei used to bully Qin Xiangnuan and her brother the most as a child, more than once making both Qin Xiangyang and Qin Xiangnuan be horses for him to ride. This, she always remembered—how could the elder siblings, Qin Xiangyang and Qin Xiangnuan, not recall?

"Who hit my nephew, you worthless cousin born without shame?"

Upon hearing Guan Cheng's crying, Guan Xiaojie couldn't handle it. Her maternal family cherished this single treasure, and she still hoped Guan Cheng might give her a son. Hearing Guan Cheng crying, she slammed things inside the room, storming out. Seeing Guan Cheng rolling on the ground, she was angry enough to want to throw things at people, but it wasn't easy considering it wasn't her own home, not knowing what to pick up.

She picked Guan Cheng up from the ground, and seeing his swollen half-face, she literally jumped up in a rage.