Rebirth in 1980: The Farm Wife Makes a Comeback
Chapter 321: Those Old Stories

Chapter 321: Chapter 321: Those Old Stories

"I don’t have to have the last name Qin," Qin Xiangnuan said nonchalantly, any last name would do, she even felt disgusted by the last name Qin.

"Brother, let’s change our household registration, take mom’s surname."

"Okay," Qin Xiangyang agreed with his sister, any name would do, anyway, he didn’t want to have anything to do with Hu Li and the Qin Family. Whenever he saw Hu Li, he would remember that she abandoned his sister and tried to sell her to that lowlife Wang Dali. And the girl who married Wang Dali, the life she’s leading now, not only does she have to serve Wang Dali but also his parents and work in the fields, a young girl who is just one or two years older than his sister now already has white hairs.

He can’t even imagine what would have happened if it had been his sister, what kind of torment she might have gone through.

He doesn’t care about other people, his only family members are Granny and his sister.

And the more he saw Hu Li, the angrier he got, and likewise with Qin Xiangmei who looked like Hu Li, he detested her too.

"Granny, you go to Granny Hua’s place first, she’s looking for you," Qin Xiangyang sent Granny Lu away, worried that Granny Lu might be too soft-hearted and get bullied. Of course, he also wanted to stay to prevent anyone from bullying his sister, and clearly, he wasn’t easily bullied, but Qin Xiangnuan was even tougher.

Granny Lu knew that Qin Xiangyang was trying to get her out of the way, but she was worried about the two children.

Qin Xiangyang nodded to her, signaling that they were okay. Only then did Granny Lu leave to find Granny Hua, while in the living room, Qin Xiangnuan was sitting, and Hu Li and her daughter were also sitting, with only Qin Xiangyang still standing.

At this moment, the atmosphere was not too good, there was some indescribable suppression among them.

The mother and daughter facing the siblings, it’s hard to tell who was at a loss.

"What do you mean by this?" Hu Li pulled a long face, longer than a donkey’s.

"It means nothing?" Qin Xiangnuan spoke in an incredibly indifferent tone, as if talking to strangers—right, strangers, since they are strangers, it’s not worth getting angry with them. Even if she got angry, she didn’t want to waste it on Hu Li and her daughter, it meant nothing, just, laziness.

She flicked a stray hair at her ear, the chance-less Qin Xiangmei can never revert to her old self, having stolen from others, she had to pay it back eventually, if not in this life then in the next. She didn’t need Qin Xiangmei to help her with anything, even if she was destined to marry into the Song Family in the future, it still had nothing to do with them.

"Please leave," she dismissed them, not a hint of politeness, "Qin Pengfei, my brother and I can’t provide for him, we can hardly provide for ourselves, how can we possibly provide for someone else’s child?"

"Don’t be shameless," Hu Li suddenly stood up, about to grab Qin Xiangnuan’s hair, but someone was faster. Qin Xiangyang stepped forward quickly, blocking in front of Hu Li, his hand tightly grasped her arm, his fingers like clamps, causing her wrist to hurt.

Every day consisted of extensive military-style training. Don’t assume Qin Xiangyang, this student, was a pushover. The training in the military academy was no less severe than in the army; it was even more intense and harder.

"Don’t take us for soft persimmons," Qin Xiangyang suddenly let go of Hu Li’s hand, his fists clenched tightly and cracking audibly, truly wanting to smash one into Hu Li’s face.

"Qin Xiangyang, I am your mother."

Hu Li shrieked, the pain in her wrist and the humiliation on her face making her almost hysterical. If not for Qin Xiangyang’s darkened face, perhaps she would have already struck. As a rural woman, especially one like Hu Li, a spitfire, there was nothing she wouldn’t do.

"My mother?" It would have been better not to mention it. Once it was brought up, Qin Xiangyang’s body trembled slightly, "Hu Li!" he gritted his teeth and his voice came out harsh, "Don’t think I don’t know about the past. How you became my stepmother, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten. When my mother was sick giving birth to Nuannuan, you were already involved with Qin Guohua. If my mother hadn’t found out, would she have left us so soon?"

The moment these words came out, Hu Li was scared, Qin Xiangmei was scared, and so was Qin Xiangnuan.

Hu Li took Qin Xiangmei and left in a defeated manner, seemingly trying to escape, while Qin Xiangyang’s muscles were all tensed.

"Brother..." Qin Xiangnuan was frightened; she gently tugged at Qin Xiangyang’s clothes, and he seemed to realize something. He gave his sister a pained smile, then sat down silently. Qin Xiangnuan poured a cup of tea for Qin Xiangyang.

"Brother, what you said..." She paused, unsure of how to frame her question.

"What you said, is it all true? Mom, did she really because of Hu Li..."

Qin Xiangyang ruffled his sister’s hair, "Let it be, you’ve grown up. I never thought I’d tell you this, but now that you’ve asked, I’ll tell you. It’s true. I was still young, mom was pregnant with you." Remembering those days, Qin Xiangyang’s heart has never been at ease.

Qin Xiangnuan did not know, because she was not yet born, but he knew, he knew it all. Mom was pregnant with her sister, yet she still had to work in the fields, cook every day for Qin Guohua, managing the family’s meals. Back then, our grandparents were also there, living together with my second uncle. They all looked down on Du Ping, belittling him whenever they had the chance. Du Ping spoke less and less; clearly pregnant but growing thinner and thinner. Qin Xiangyang clearly remembered that it was only toward him that mom would show a trace of a smile. Later, when my sister was about to be born, Qin Guohua had already been secretly involved with Hu Li. Once, mom caught them. That time, I was hiding in the closet, and mom blocked the view, afraid that Qin Guohua would beat me. Qin Xianghua was a coward, only picking on children and his wife. Du Ping was beaten countless times. The Qin siblings grew up motherless and were raised in hardship. If not for their strong fate, perhaps, they would have already been dead.

Qin Xiangnuan silently listened, never knowing these things. She only knew that there would later be mistresses, but she never imagined that in that conservative era, there would be someone like Hu Li. Her mother’s death indeed had suspicious circumstances.

She had always wondered why, not long after their mother died, Qin Guohua married someone else so quickly. Within a month, Hu Li was pregnant and gave birth to Qin Xiangmei. Qin Xiangmei was only about a year younger than her. Hu Li claimed that Qin Xiangmei was premature, but her not mentioning it was one thing; her mentioning it made it seem even stranger.

Qin Xiangmei didn’t appear premature at all; in fact, she was the one who was premature. She was frail and weak from childhood, with a poor constitution, always tormented, not growing tall or gaining weight.

Now it seems, indeed, there was foul play involved.

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