| Chapter 8 This Zhong Juying is not that Zhong Juying. | |
| Several girls introduced each other. They were all named Zhong. The eldest was Zhong Lanying, 12 years old, slightly better dressed, and her family was a middle peasant. The one who came to call her was Zhong Lianying, 9 years old, a rich farmer. The one who hid the peanuts was Zhong Juying, 11 years old, a rich farmer. These girls were all cousins, and Zhong Yuying and Zhong Meiying were also sisters who had not graduated from the fifth service. | |
| Tian Sisi glanced at Zhong Juying in surprise and asked, "How many people named Zhong Juying are there in our village?" | |
| "No, there's only Juying." The answer was Zhong Lianying, because Tian Sisi was particularly kind today, and she was a little bolder. | |
| "Then what are your parents' names?" Tian Sisi asked Zhong Juying directly. She asked so eagerly that Zhong Juying was startled and she replied in a low voice: "My father's name is Zhong Shigen, and my mother's name is Zhao Manxiu." | |
| The same name, her grandparents also had the same name, but why have the people changed? This Zhong Juying is not her mother at all, her age and appearance are not matching hers, and there is no other person named Zhong Juying in the village. Tian Sisi is extremely disappointed. Although she doesn't want to admit it, she understands that my mother will never appear again in this life. | |
| "Zhao Di, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhong Juying looked worriedly at Tian Sisi, who looked unhappy. | |
| "It's okay, I'm fine. By the way, I changed my name. From now on, you can call me Tian Sisi. Remember, I miss you so much!" Tian Sisi no longer thinks about my mother's problems. She has always been an optimist. She doesn't think too much about things she can't figure out. Living the present moment is the most important thing. | |
| "Tian Sisi sounds so nice. It sounds like a city name. It matches Zhaodi, well, Sisi, you are so good." Zhong Lanying kept praising her, and the others nodded cooperatively. Zhong Lanying looked a bit smooth and very good at pleasing others, but she was not annoying. Her eyes were very clean, unlike Zhong Yuying's eyes, which were full of calculations. | |
| Although Tian Sisi is not a capable person, it is probably because she has not enjoyed the warmth of family since she was a child. She is very sensitive to the good and evil of the people around her. Tian Sisi can basically feel whoever wants to scheme against her or who is sincere to her. This talent of hers also makes her have no good friends. The society of later generations is too impetuous, and people rarely have sincerity and calculations. Therefore, although Tian Sisi has a lot of contacts in her address book, she has no true friends. | |
| Zhong Lanying and the others only had their snowmen piled up. Tian Sisi had a childlike innocence, took off her gloves, and let two gloves hang around her neck. The gloves were knitted by Zhu Aiqing. She specially knitted a thin strap so that Tian Sisi could hang them around her neck when she was not using the gloves, so as not to lose them. This was mainly because Tian Sisi had a dark history of losing her gloves several times before. | |
| "Sisi, your gloves are so beautiful. Are they knitted by your mother-in-law?" Zhong Lianying looked at Tian Sisi's clothes, rain boots, and woolen hat with envy. She couldn't afford to wear any of these things, and she didn't know if she would be able to wear them in this life. | |
| "Yeah." Tian Sisi nodded. Although she didn't like these rustic clothes, she had to admit that this outfit was at the forefront of fashion in the 1970s. Coupled with her beautiful appearance, she really looked like a doll and was loved by everyone. | |
| Tian Sisi rolled a small ball of snow with them to make the snowman's head. They used charcoal to mark the snowman's eyebrows, nose, eyes, and mouth. After a while, a naive snowman appeared. The girls looked at their works of art with a sense of accomplishment. Tian Sisi thought for a while, took off the wool hat on his head and put it on the snowman's head, and then hung the wool gloves on the snowman. | |
| Tian Sisi looked at the snowman that had become more agile with satisfaction, clapped her hands, and put her hands into her bags to keep warm. Unfortunately, she didn’t have a mobile phone, otherwise she could have taken a photo with the snowman and sent it to the space. In her previous life, Tian Sisi was a selfie-obsessed person and wanted to take pictures all the time. Oh, what a pity, it seems I still have to find a way to earn money to buy a camera! I don’t know how much a camera costs now. I’ll ask my uncle when he comes to have lunch. | |
| The sun was getting stronger and stronger, and the snow was melting faster. From time to time, snow water fell from the trees and dripped on her body. It was so cold that Tian Sisi shivered several times. Why was it so cold in Yuequan Village in the 1970s? In later generations, it didn’t even snow much. | |
| She took the hat and gloves from the snowman and put them on, said goodbye to Zhong Lanying and the others, and made an appointment to play together next time. Before leaving, she gave them all the remaining peanuts, especially giving more to Zhong Juying. Although this Zhong Juying was not the other Zhong Juying, Tian Sisi couldn't help but want to take care of this poor and sensible girl. | |
| Tian Sisi asked her two younger brothers to go home for lunch. The two little guys were having fun and of course they didn't want to go back. However, Tian Sisi glared and they followed them obediently. If sister went to complain to her father, they would have to eat fried pork with bamboo shoots. | |
| The uncle's family had also arrived. Tian Mantong was standing at the door looking towards them, obviously waiting for them. Tian Sisi saw Tian Mantong instinctively running towards him and called out "Uncle" coquettishly. This was probably a conditioned reflex of this body. | |
| Tian Mantong looked her up and down happily, "You are in good spirits, but you have lost a lot of weight, and there is no trace of fat on your face. My uncle brought you malted milk and milk powder, so you can replenish yourself." | |
| "Brother-in-law, I won't eat it. Give the malted milk and milk powder to Jianhua and Zhenhua. (Tian Jianhua is Tian Mantong's second son, 6 years old, Tian Zhenhua's younger son, 3 years old, and his eldest son Tian Yaohua, 8 years old.) I have grown up. If I eat more, I will gain weight." Tian Sisi has the nerve to eat such rare things. | |
| Although her brother-in-law has a rich job, malted milk and milk powder are now rare commodities, and it is difficult to buy them even if you have money. Thinking that her brother-in-law only bought them for her, her three cousins at home would definitely not be able to eat them. She could not bring hatred to herself. The original owner was too rude in the past and always accepted other people's kindness to her with peace of mind, so her cousins had great opinions on her. | |
| Tian Mantong glanced at Tian Sisi in surprise and felt that his niece had really changed and became much more well-behaved. Although she was cute before, she was petty and did not like to share good things with others. Dad was right. A-nan became more sensible after she fell ill. Tian Mantong was very happy with his niece's change. | |
| "What nutritional supplements do boys take? Don't spoil them. Grandma can keep them for herself." | |
| Tian Sisi refused to take it because she had grown up. In the end, under the compromise of the old man, Tian Sisi left a pack of malted milk and milk powder for Tian Mantong's three children. Tian Mantong's wife, Wang Qiumeng, had a satisfied smile on her lips. | |
| Wang Qiumeng works at the supply and marketing cooperative in the town, together with Tian Mantong's second brother-in-law Wang Baishan. Speaking of which, Wang Baishan and Wang Qiumeng are cousins, and it was Wang Baishan who arranged the marriage between Wang Qiumeng and Tian Mantong. Wang Qiumeng is a gentle and kind-hearted woman, unlike Tian Aiguo's wife Xu Qianwen, who is smart and capable. Xu Liwen always looks down on rural people because she is a Shanghainese and a high school teacher. Although she is polite on the face, her eyes are full of disdain. | |
| Normally, Wang Qiumeng had no problem with her husband buying clothes and shoes for Tian Sisi. She also felt that this niece brought good luck to their family and was a blessed child. However, this time her husband finally got a pack of malted milk and a pack of milk powder from the province. They originally agreed to give the malted milk to Tian Sisi and leave the milk powder to Zhenhua, but her husband saw that Tian Sisi was always bad, so he brought both of them today, and the younger son didn't have to eat either. | |
| Wang Qiumeng, who had always been soft-spoken, turned around and Tian Mantong choked. Wang Qiumeng felt uncomfortable along the way and was suffocating in her heart. Her husband was too kind to this niece. In his heart, his wife and son were not as good as this niece. Therefore, Wang Qiumeng also felt a little resentful towards Tian Sisi. Now that Tian Sisi took the initiative to ask for malted milk and milk powder, Wang Qiumeng immediately felt guilty and felt that she was too petty. | |
| Feeling that Wang Qiumeng's breath had returned to calmness, Tian Sisi quietly exhaled. The little aunt finally felt at peace. No wonder, if it were her, her husband would be nicer to outsiders than to her own son. She would definitely be furious. It is extremely rare for the little aunt to be so open-minded. | |
| Laoyang still doesn’t have any recommendation votes! beg! |