Stepmother Reborn: Dad, my mom hasn't hit me for three days

Zhang Xiuhua and Zheng Ping looked at his bicycle at the same time, and their meaning was obvious: what should they do with the bicycle?

Li Jianguo lifted his bicycle and went up the steps. "It's OK. You can take bicycles on the train."

Of course, Zhang Xiuhua didn't mean that. "Didn't you borrow this bicycle?"

Li Jianguo was slightly startled, "No. I bought it."

Zhang Xiuhua and Zheng Ping had question mark faces.

Li Jianguo understood their doubts, but did not rush to explain. Instead, he urged them to check their tickets quickly.

At that time, it was a planned economy, and people rarely went out, so there were even fewer people waiting for the bus. There were only about ten people.

The four of them pushed their bicycles in and quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Li Jianguo explained to them, "I have always wanted to buy a bicycle for my family, but there are too few bicycles where we are."

In fact, this was a lie. You have to know that the Northeast is now a heavy industry, with many steel mills there, so the bicycles would naturally be close to them. However, he glanced at Zhang Xiuhua, afraid of scaring her, and thought about waiting.

After getting on the train, Li Jianguo started to eat buns, while the others were tired and sleepy, so they sat or lay down and started to sleep.

It was not until five in the morning that the noise around her gradually grew louder. Zhang Xiuhua rubbed her eyes and woke up. The area around her was crowded with people. These were new passengers. Judging from their ages, most of them were students.

After sitting down, they sang in high-pitched voices and the leader sang loudly, waking up all the sleeping passengers.

Zhang Xiuhua finally understood that these were educated youth who went to the countryside with the great ambition of building the countryside. Seeing their vigorous vitality and vision for the future, Zhang Xiuhua sighed, these people were unfortunate but also lucky.

Unfortunately, they will soon be taught a lesson by reality. Fortunately, they will only have to endure two years of hardship before they can take the college entrance examination again next year.

Just then, there was a gurgling sound.

Zhang Xiuhua lowered her head and covered her stomach. She was hungry again.

A bun was handed over. Zhang Xiuhua looked in the direction of the hand. Li Jianguo motioned her to eat quickly. "It's left over from last night."

Zhang Xiuhua took it, cut the bun in half and handed him half.

Zhang Xiuhua woke up Jidong and handed it to him with the remaining half bun, asking him to eat it.

Jidong had woken up a long time ago, his eyelashes kept blinking, but he didn't open his eyes. Zhang Xiuhua guessed that he might be hungry too.

Jidong looked at the half bun, hesitating whether to take it.

"Eat it. We'll be arriving soon. Auntie can buy a few more then."

Only then did Jidong take the bun.

Li Jianguo handed her the remaining half of the bun, "I'm not hungry. I asked Zheng Ping to buy two more yesterday. I ate them very full."

Zhang Xiuhua then took the bun. The taste of the cold bun had been reduced by half, but to someone who was starving, it was a delicacy.

After eating, we waited for another four hours before finally arriving at the station.

Seeing the familiar county town and hearing the familiar voices, the huge stone in Zhang Xiuhua's heart finally fell.

She put her arm around Jidong's shoulders and rubbed them, "Jidong, remember? This is our county."

Jidong had already forgotten about it and shook his head in confusion.

It was not until they boarded the ox cart and arrived at Liushui Village that Jidong suddenly remembered the village that had long disappeared in his memory.

He vaguely remembered that he had played crickets with others at the entrance of the village and had hidden from cats in the threshing ground.

Seeing that he was staring at her, Zhang Xiuhua took him in her arms and walked towards the old house. "Do you still remember Baolin? You always liked to tease Baolin."

Jidong shook his head.

The villagers heard the noise and looked over curiously. Some of them put down their work and came over.

Even the smallest things in the countryside can spread like wildfire. Zhang Xiuhua was going to Muxi County to look for her nephew, but before she even left the village, all the villagers knew about this big thing.

Some thought she was kind and righteous, while others thought she was foolish, as she had a hard time raising two children by herself, yet she brought another one home.

Some people think that she was cheated and it is not such a coincidence.

Some people have conspiracy theories, thinking that she must have thought that the two burdens were a hindrance, so she dumped the children to Zhang Wangcai and eloped with Li Jianguo. Otherwise, why would she change the children's surnames? She wanted to cheat Chen Guoqiang's money so that she could buy a dowry for herself. She also wanted Zhang Wangcai to willingly raise two children.

They couldn't imagine how the three of them would be able to bring the child back to Muxi County, where they were unfamiliar with the place. The longer time went on, the more they believed the latter.

Seeing them come back, the rumors were dispelled. The villagers looked at Jidong from head to toe and asked, "Is this child Jidong?"

An auntie clapped her hands and said, "Oh, he looks exactly like Seungri."

"He's just too thin. He's starved to the point of being skin and bones."

“This family is really heartless.”

The villagers looked at Jidong with sympathy and pity. What a good child he was. He was the treasure of Shengli and his wife. But what about him now? His father died and his mother remarried. He didn't know how he would live in the future.

While the villagers were looking at the child, Zhang Xiuhua thanked Li Jianguo and Zheng Ping.

The two of them left first for fear of being watched. Zhang Xiuhua squeezed into the circle and walked towards the old house with the child, chatting with the aunts from time to time about the process of rescuing the child.

These villagers were simple and innocent. They had never heard of such a bizarre thing, so they couldn't help but wonder why they didn't call the police.

The first step for many people growing up is to call the police, especially when public security is not very good.

The villagers with quick brains understood it after a little thought.

When she arrived at the old house and saw the locked door, Zhang Xiuhua was stunned for a long time until her aunt knew the inside story, "They all went to the fields to weed. Several children have gone to the fields."

Jilin is only three years old, and they actually let him work in the fields to earn work points. This is the wicked thing that Zhang Wangcai and Jin Sufen did! Zhang Xiuhua's face was gloomy, and she rushed out aggressively.

Jidong didn't catch up, but Zhang Xiuhua remembered him and turned back, taking him home, "I'll take you home first."

She also brought her luggage and some dried vegetables. It was a big bag and very conspicuous. Others thought she had bought something good and would ask about it when they passed by.

Zhang Xiuhua replied that it was "dried vegetables", and no one asked any further questions.

After bringing Jidong home, Zhang Xiuhua locked the door and told Jidong to wait for her at home, "Don't run around."

Jidong sat obediently in the yard.

Zhang Xiuhua ran to the rice field panting. Several children from Chen Guoqing's family were also weeding, but the youngest was one year older than Baolin. She looked around and only found Baolin, who was as dirty as a mud man.

Zhang Xiuhua called out, and when Baolin heard the voice, a smile immediately broke out on his cat-like face, showing his big white teeth. He happily ran to the edge of the field and threw the grass into the ditch.

Zhang Xiuhua didn't notice Jilin, and she was a little panicked. While wiping her daughter's face, she asked, "Where's your brother?"

Baolin was stunned for a moment, looked around, didn't see his brother, scratched his head in confusion, "He was here just now."

She shouted at the top of her voice.

Jilin's voice came from the rice field. Zhang Xiuhua looked for a long time but didn't see anyone. It was not until Baolin called out again that she heard the noise and immediately ran over.

Zhang Xiuhua followed her daughter and saw her son who was shorter than the rice field.

Jilin is three years old this year, but due to malnutrition, he is shorter than his peers. When he bends down to pull weeds, the rice field almost covers his entire body.

Zhang Xiuhua looked at her son's delicate skin being cut by rice leaves, feeling distressed and yelling at the top of her lungs, "Dad!"

The shout was venting out anger, as if it could eat someone in the next second. Zhang Wangcai was startled and almost fell down. When he stood firm and looked towards the shore, he found that it was his daughter who came back.

Facing that angry face, he felt a little guilty, "Why did you come back just now? They all said that you eloped with someone."

Zhang Xiuhua pinched her waist and glared at him, "I told you I'll be gone for seven days. I brought you so much food, and you let your children go to the fields? Is this how you treat your grandchildren? Do you act like a grandfather?"

Zhang Wangcai was scolded so much that he couldn't even lift his head. Jin Sufen slapped her thigh and yelled, "We are all country girls and boys. Everyone's children go to the fields, but your child is the only one who wants to be treated specially!"

"No one would let a three-year-old child go to the fields. How can you be so cruel? After all, she is not your biological grandmother!" Zhang Xiuhua glared at her fiercely.

Jin Sufen was a person who cared most about her reputation. She felt embarrassed to be scolded by her daughter in front of so many members of the commune, and cried about her miserable life.

Zhang Xiuhua didn't want to argue with her anymore, so she turned around and stretched out her hand to Zhang Wangcai, "Give me back my extra food!"

Zhang Wangcai faced his daughter's angry face and didn't dare to say a word. He just handed over the key obediently.

After seeing her take a few steps, he finally remembered, "Has Jidong been found?"

Zhang Xiuhua turned around and glared at him, "So what if you find him back? Can you support him or give him money to spend?"

Zhang Wangcai was speechless. When Jin Sufen saw her taking the key without pulling out the weeds, she immediately ran to the edge of the field, hoping that this little bitch would steal her food.