I was reborn and returned to the age of three and a half. Did my mother also have a heart transplant

"What?"

Everyone who heard it suspected that there was something wrong with their ears.

"Who is shouting? Why do I seem to hear someone saying that Guochao is back?"

Pei Mingren actually heard it vaguely, but he was a little bit unconvinced, so he thought he had heard it wrongly.

Now he heard the same words from the person next to him, and suddenly, he couldn't help but feel an indescribable emotion in his heart, not knowing whether he should be happy or sigh.

"Uncle Mingren, what are you still standing there for? Come on, go back, your Guochao is back!"

The person who brought the news had already run to the ridge of the field here, panting.

"Is it really my Guochao?"

Wang Cuihong also came back to her senses from her daze, and an expression of infinite ecstasy appeared on her face.

Unlike Pei Mingren who had a clear mind, Wang Cuihong dreamed of how great it would be if her son had not died.

Now God has opened his eyes. The son who was reported to have died is not dead and has returned home.

Does this mean that someone is finally taking charge of their family?

Wang Cuihong obviously forgot that Pei Guochao was indeed Mo Yan's husband, but the current Mo Yan would not buy her account.

She only remembered that her daughter-in-law loved her son to death, but she forgot that Mo Yan was not someone her son could subdue just by wanting to.

As soon as Pei Mingren saw her expression, he knew that this old woman still had unrealistic fantasies in her heart.

But he didn't want to burst her meager happiness at the moment. After all, for the old couple, it was a great joy to find their promising eldest son who had been lost and brought back to life.

Suddenly, he didn't care about the farm tools in his hands, pulled Wang Cuihong, and walked towards the ridge of the field.

He couldn't wait to see his eldest son Pei Guochao.

Others who wanted to watch the fun looked at the unfinished work points, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't resist the urge to watch the fun, so they followed, carrying their farm tools.

I heard that he came back in a big car.

Cars!

Not to mention their remote Peijia Village, even on the streets of the commune, there is little chance of seeing a big thing running on four wheels.

Otherwise, it is said that Pei Mingren and Wang Cuihong are not good people. With Pei Guoping, a second-rate person in their family, they should be looked down upon by everyone in the village. But why do they live a comfortable life and marry Mo Yan, who is so capable and hardworking, as their daughter-in-law? Isn't it because they have a promising Pei Guochao in their family?

Originally, when the news of Guochao's sacrifice came, many people expressed regret and thought that the Pei family might not be like that in the future. After all, Pei Guoping was not someone who could be supported and was not the kind of person who could establish a family.

The other day, the only daughter-in-law, Mo Yan, was also - cough cough, humiliated and killed. Now the one who is wearing this shell is a fairy from the mountains. Almost all the villagers have determined that the two old people of the Pei family will have no good life in the future.

Who would have thought that their family really had some inexplicable luck, that the eldest son of the martyr, Pei Guochao, who was being pursued by the higher-ups, was miraculously still alive and now was back on four wheels.

Oh boy! Now here comes the problem.

Pei Guochao is alive, but he doesn't know that his real wife Mo Yan is dead.

The people in the village just thought about what would happen when Pei Guochao, who had come back from the dead, met Mo Yan, who was probably not his wife.

The bizarre and tortuous course of events seems to be far more eventful than the previous storybooks and operas performed on stage.

Not to mention that people these days have almost no extra spiritual entertainment. Even if they did, could they be as interesting as the Pei family's one drama after another?

Just thinking about it makes me feel that I can’t miss it, and we must all go to Pei’s house.

At this moment, the village chief Pei Mingzhi had already arrived at the door of the Pei family before others.

Sure enough, on the yellow earth field in front of the gate, there stood a dusty, gray jeep.

It looked strange and a bit ugly, and was completely different from any car the village chief had seen before.

Actually, this is a military jeep obtained from the Russian country in the north. Although it is a bit ugly, its quality is really good and it is well built. It can even drive through such a narrow road here.

Although this made Chen Wanyu vomit all over the place.

Pei Mingzhi just glanced at the jeep briefly, and then his eyes were all fixed on Pei Guochao's face, which was thinner and darker.

He looked carefully again and again, and also looked at the shadow at his feet. It was indeed Pei family's eldest son Guochao, and he was indeed alive.

"Good boy, good deeds really pay off. You have survived the disaster and are finally back."

The village chief Pei Mingzhi then stepped forward, hugged Pei Guochao tightly, patted his strong back affectionately, and laughed out loud.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

Pei Guochao was also very happy and hugged the village chief back vigorously, "Is my aunt okay too?"

"Okay, everything is fine!" Pei Mingzhi laughed loudly. Just as he finished speaking, the back door of the car opened and a pretty girl with two pigtails got out.

Her face was fair and her figure was quite graceful. She was wearing a floral dress that looked quite fashionable and a pair of pink leather shoes on her feet.

Although her face was a little pale, it was obvious that she was a girl from a well-off family in the city.

"Brother Chao, this must be the village chief uncle you mentioned who takes good care of our family!"

Pei Guochao's face froze in slight embarrassment, but when he saw Chen Wanyu looking pale due to motion sickness and vomiting, he couldn't help but feel distressed.

Facing the village chief uncle who gave him a surprised look, Pei Guochao could only bite the bullet and pretend to be calm and said, "Yes, this is the village chief of our Peijia Village, and he is also the current manager of the Pei family. You can just call him village chief uncle."

"Hello, Uncle Village Chief. My name is Chen Wanyu, and I'm Brother Chao's friend. I heard that he was going home, so I came here to play with him. Please take care of me, Uncle Village Chief!"

As she spoke, Chen Wanyu had a gentle yet playful smile on her face.

Pei Mingzhi remained expressionless, smiling and nodded calmly.

"Oh, so it's Miss Chen. You look like you're from a big city. You're different from the people in our small mountain village. You're pretty and fashionable. Now that you're here, have a good time in the village. People in the mountains have simple living conditions, so Miss Chen, please don't despise me."

After saying that, Pei Mingzhi glanced at Pei Guochao and the girl named Chen Wanyu again without leaving a trace.

I have already guessed the relationship between them to some extent, and I am afraid it is not that simple.

My goodness, isn’t this the Shura Field in reality?