After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

After being disturbed by He Zhan for two nights, Song Huiling couldn't take it anymore.

It was clearly the left hand that was injured, but after two nights, my right hand was so sore and weak that I could hardly even lift it.

On the third day, Song Huiling cried with joy. After visiting her grandparents' family today, she said she would not stay in Qingyuan County at all.

He Zhan didn't really want her, but he had plenty of ways to torture her to death.

After breakfast, Song Huiling went to the grain shop and bought ten kilograms of rice and flour each, cut five kilograms of meat at the butcher shop, bought three kilograms of spare ribs, and went to the fresh fruit shop to weigh a few kilograms of fresh fruit.

It was thirty miles from Qingyuan County to the military base where my grandparents lived, and it was impossible to get there just by walking.

He Zhan borrowed a donkey cart from somewhere, took Song Huiling with him, and drove out of the county.

After traveling along the post road for more than ten miles, the road gradually became narrower and then entered a rugged mountain road. The road surface was covered with gravel, and various potholes and bumps made the donkey cart bumpy.

It was the first time for Song Huiling to walk on such a dilapidated mountain road, and the bumps made her stomach churn.

No wonder He Zhan didn't mention taking her to see her grandfather before. Given her poor physical condition at the time, she would probably have vomited all the way.

He Zhan noticed that Song Huiling looked not well, so he did not dare to walk too fast after entering the mountain road. Although he was driving a donkey cart, it was not much faster than walking. He finally arrived at noon.

The military farm where Xu Xianzhang's family worked was a horse farm that specialized in raising war horses. The Xu family lived in a small village not far from the horse farm.

This village is no different from an ordinary village, except that the villagers here are all working as helpers at the horse farm.

Working as a helper at a horse farm not only provides food and accommodation, but also earns a small monthly salary, which is considered a lucrative job.

If He Zhan hadn't helped, this job would never have fallen into the hands of an exiled family like the Xu family.

It sounds like military service, but in reality it just allows the Xu family to settle down in Qianzhong as ordinary people.

Having food to eat, clothes to wear, and monthly wages is a life that many poor people envy.

But for a former prime minister like Xu Xianzhang who fell from a high position, he was actually living a hard life.

The village is called Ma Chen Village. The Chen family is a wealthy family in the village, and the villagers have been raising horses for generations, hence the name.

Machen Village is built along the river and has a total of more than fifty households. The Xu family is located in the middle of the village.

The donkey cart stopped in front of a simple courtyard surrounded by a low fence. There were three thatched houses standing side by side in the courtyard.

There is a peach tree at the gate of the courtyard. The peach blossoms have withered and the green fruits are hanging all over the branches, hidden among the green leaves and difficult to be noticed.

Song Huiling got off the donkey cart first, and He Zhan drove the donkey cart to the peach tree and tied the rope to the tree trunk.

The courtyard gate was not closed, and Song Huiling stood at the gate, hesitating to move forward.

After all, she was not the original owner, and she didn't know how to face the original owner's maternal grandfather's family.

"Madam, why don't you come into the yard?" He Zhan took the rice and flour off the cart and saw Song Huiling standing in front of the yard gate. He couldn't help but ask.

Song Huiling turned her head and looked at him, her eyes flickering slightly: "Of course I have to wait for my husband to come with me."

"Really?" He Zhan curled his lips and smiled lightly, with obvious disbelief in his eyes. He just thought that she had been away from her grandparents' family for too long and was very agitated and didn't know how to face it.

Song Huiling curled her fingers, feeling a little nervous.

Inside the thatched cottage, perhaps hearing the noise outside, someone called out, "Is that Xiao He?"

It was a voice that sounded old and vicissitudes of life, but full of energy.

He Zhan took all the things out of the car and said to the courtyard: "Prime Minister Xu, I brought Ling'er to see you."

"Xiu'er... Is Xiu'er here?" The old man's voice suddenly became several pitches higher, and he could not suppress his joy.

As soon as the word "Xiu'er" was uttered, the nervousness in Song Huiling's heart was immediately dispelled, and embarrassment followed, and her toes almost dug into the ground.

He Zhan came close to her and said in a teasing voice, "So your maiden name is Xiu'er."

He Zhan pronounced the word "Xiu'er" lightly, yet it was extremely ambiguous.

Song Huiling glared at him and said, "Don't call me like that, or I won't do it for you in the future."

She raised her right hand and waved it in front of He Zhan, full of threat.

The smile on He Zhan's face suddenly faded a lot, but his eyes fell on her chest under her clothes intentionally or unintentionally: "Then let's do it here from now on."

Song Huiling lowered her head following He Zhan's line of sight. After realizing what he was thinking, she gritted her teeth in anger and put her hands over his eyes: "You bad guy, don't look at me, and don't even think about me!"

"Xiu'er, is that Xiu'er?" another equally old voice came.

Song Huiling withdrew his hand and looked into the yard. An old woman with silver hair was walking towards him with a unsteady gait.

The moment she saw who it was, Song Huiling's heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked, her eyes began to feel sore, a warm current gathered in her eyes, and the word "grandmother" came out naturally.

The expected awkward family recognition scene did not occur. Instead, the longing for relatives after reuniting after a long separation overflowed.

Although the original owner's soul has dissipated, the emotional memories remaining in the body have not dissipated.

Song Huiling walked up quickly, hugged Zhou tightly, and cried out again, "Grandma."

Zhou's face was 80% similar to her grandmother in her previous life, which made her cry even more uncontrollably. She cried with a trembling voice: "Grandma, I miss you so much."

"Good boy, grandma too." Zhou raised her hand and patted Song Huiling's back again and again.

Xu Xianzhang was walking slowly with a cane. As soon as he came out of the main room, he called out, "Xiu'er, come here quickly and let Grandpa see you. Have you lost weight?"

Hearing the voice, Song Huiling let go of Zhou and looked towards the main house, his eyes filled with tears again.

Perhaps it was God's will that the grandparents she had always missed came to her in another way.

If Zhou is only 80% similar to her grandmother, Xu Xianzhang and her grandfather are exactly like cast in the same mold.

He has a majestic appearance that makes people feel scared at first sight, but when he is in front of her, he will put away his majesty and show the kind side of an elder.

Knowing that Xu Xianzhang's leg had not fully recovered from the fall, Song Huiling quickly stepped forward to support him and walked into the house: "Grandfather, why are you still walking around when you are injured? Why don't you go back to the house and rest."

Xu Xianzhang was scolded by her and suddenly laughed out loud: "Xiu'er looks more like an adult than when she was at home."

Song Huiling narrowed her eyes. The original owner had a heavy mental burden. Even though Xu Xianzhang's family treated her very well, she always felt that she was not a real part of the Xu family. Although she loved her grandparents, she always felt a little alienated when getting along with them.

But Song Huiling did not have such a mental burden and seemed more at ease when interacting with them. The original owner would never do something like supporting Xu Xianzhang and even blaming him with concern, as she did just now.

Song Huiling smiled faintly: "After all, we are not at home. Besides, Ling'er is a married woman now, so it's time for her to be sensible."