Reborn as a widow in the 70s

After the couple agreed on their opinions, they began to make preparations for the door.

Lu Aiguo went to the old party secretary to open a letter of introduction, while Song Xiuxiu made a new suit of clothes according to the size of a six-year-old boy.

She felt that the family was not good to the child, and it must be even worse in terms of food and clothing, so she made him a new set of clothes first. As for the shoes, because she didn't know how big Zhao Xuewen's feet were, she thought she would take him to buy them first. One pair.

After she decided to adopt the child, Song Xiuxiu said to Yaya: "A brother is coming to the family, are you happy or not?"

Yaya tilted her little head and asked: "Why do we need a brother? Does he want to live with us?"

Song Xiuxiu nodded and said, "Yes, we will be a family from now on!"

Yaya asked timidly: "Will he bully me like Huzi and the others!"

Song Xiuxiu hugged Yaya distressedly and said, "No, this brother is very good. He will not bully Yaya."

When Yaya heard that the new brother would not bully her, she immediately said happily: "As long as he doesn't bully Yaya, Yaya will welcome brother here."

Song Xiuxiu said with a smile: "We Yaya are so sensible!"

Although Song Xiuxiu was smiling on the outside, she was worried inside.

This child must have had an extremely distorted personality due to the abuse. I wonder if he will be nice to Yaya after he arrives!

Can the two children get along harmoniously?

If there is friction, how should you deal with it?

Song Xiuxiu began to feel worried when she thought of this, but her sympathy for this child far outweighed these worries.

Song Xiuxiu felt that there was no rush and she should take her time. As long as she was good to the child, he would also feel it.

Two days later, the family of three officially set off.

They first took the village's ox cart to the county seat. After buying tickets at the bus station, they were ready to get on the train and set off.

Before getting in the car, Lu Aiguo went outside and bought some fruit to feed his wife and daughter in the car.

Cars in this era are not only crowded but also bumpy. Especially now that it is June, the atmosphere in the car is hard to describe.

Lu Aiguo was afraid that Song Xiuxiu would get carsick, so he asked her to sit by the window, while he held Yaya and sat next to her.

Song Xiuxiu was indeed a little motion sick. She only felt her stomach turbulent, as if she would vomit it at any time.

Seeing that her brows were furrowed and her expression was painful, Lu Aiguo immediately handed over the water bottle and asked her to take a sip and press it down.

After taking a sip of water, Lu Aiguo saw that her brows relaxed a little, so he asked her to close her eyes and lean on his shoulder to sleep for a while.

A breeze blew in from the window, instantly refreshing the car that was originally filled with the smell of sweat, and Song Xiuxiu fell asleep in a daze.

When she was woken up by the man, the passengers in the car had already begun to get off the car one after another.

"Reached!"

Song Xiuxiu rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked in a hoarse voice.

Lu Aiguo: "We've arrived in Gulian City. Let's find a guest house to rest for a while. We'll pick you up after you feel better!"

Song Xiuxiu nodded half asleep.

There was a guest house near the station. Lu Aiguo took Song Xiuxiu and Yaya to register and were taken to a double room.

The facilities in the room are very simple, with two single beds, a table and a few chairs.

There is a washbasin and a thermos on the table.

Song Xiuxiu felt like she was covered in stinky sweat and almost dying from the smell, so she took the thermos bottle to the water room.

Song Xiuxiu and Yaya scrubbed in the room, while Lu Aiguo took a towel to the water room to rinse.

After the family of three cleaned up, Lu Aiguo looked at the time and saw that it was almost twelve o'clock.

So I took Song Xiuxiu and Yaya to eat at a state-owned restaurant outside.

"How long does it take to get to the village where Xuewen lives from here?" Song Xiuxiu asked while eating her meal.

Lu Aiguo: "The village is not far from here, but the road is a little difficult. You need to take a bullock cart or walk."

"If you walk there, you should be there in less than an hour."

Song Xiuxiu: "Let's go there in a while. If I don't pick up the child soon, I won't feel at ease."

After Lu Aiguo gave his wife a piece of meat with chopsticks, he said, "Okay, I'll do whatever you want. If you can get it done early, it will put an end to my worries."

After eating, Song Xiuxiu took Yaya to the nearby supply and marketing cooperative to buy snacks and candies.

Lu Aiguo went out to inquire about the oxcart going to Wuzhang Village.

It was a coincidence that he was in luck. There were people from Wuzhang Village who came to buy farm tools today, so he was able to take them back.

Sitting on the bullock cart, Yaya soon fell asleep in Song Xiuxiu's arms.

Handlebar Style is a very talkative person. Seeing that they were outsiders, he started chatting enthusiastically.

"Brother, I see you are bringing a family with you. Are you here to visit relatives?"

Lu Aiguo: "Yes!"

Handlebar style: "Whose family are you related to? I'm not bragging to you. I'm familiar with every plant and tree in our Wuzhang Village, let alone the people."

Lu Aiguo: "He Laosan."

When he heard that it was He Laosan's family, he thought for a while and said, "Does He Laosan have any relatives from other places? His grandma's family is from the same village, and his relatives are all in this area. I have never heard that his family has any relatives." Relatives from out of town.”

Lu Aiguo said calmly: "His wife's ex-husband and I are comrades in arms!"

"I came here specifically to look after the children today!"

"Looking at the child?" Handlebar Man suddenly understood and said, "You are here to see the mute, right?"

"Mute?" Lu Aiguo recalled that Zhao Xuewen could indeed speak in his previous life, and his eloquence was quite good. Why was he mute now?

Handlebar type saw Lu Aiguo's thoughts and explained to him: "This child can talk, but he is the kind of kid who can't beat him with three sticks. His mother still has He Laosan who beats him all the time. He Not even a word."

Hearing this, Song Xiuxiu asked hurriedly: "Uncle, is this child not doing well?"

Handlebar style: "How can I put it this way? It's difficult for everyone these days. He Laosan must be unhappy to raise a child for no reason. The child is also unlucky and has become the couple's punching bag."

"But this child is also very stubborn. He Laosan hit him with a stick as thick as his arm. He didn't even run or scream. Once, He Laosan beat him to death. If it weren't for The village officials came forward and sent him to the hospital, and the child is probably dead."

"I heard that the child's father seemed to be a martyr. The village cadres criticized He Laosan and his wife for this, saying that if they dared to beat the children of martyrs in the future, they would be sent to a labor camp."

"What happened next? Did the child still get beaten?" Song Xiuxiu asked distressedly.

Handlebar style: "Since then, I haven't seen these two couples beating the child, but the child probably didn't fare well in their hands!"

"When you come to see the child this time, please help him if you can. We fellow villagers can't bear to see him!"

After hearing what Xiu Xiu said, Song Xiuxiu became more determined to take Zhao Xuewen away.