Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 132 - 126 Shou Jizu

Chapter 132: 126 Shou Jizu

"Hmm, let Jianguo and the others stay home for one night, and then head back tomorrow afternoon. What’s up? You don’t want to spend the night?"

Xinhua smiled as he bowed his head, his nose filled with a pleasant fragrance, and a hint of milk candy aroma. It seems that Ah Nan was treated to some milk candy by her Fourth Uncle this morning.

"No, not at all, why wouldn’t I want to spend the night? I was just asking," Sisi immediately retorted, something she had been pondering.

Xinhua chuckled softly, his voice incredibly pleasing, akin to the sensation of a smooth ballpoint pen writing on paper, very comforting to hear.

Distracted by his voice, Sisi suddenly looked up and bumped her nose against Xinhua’s chin. "Ouch," Sisi yelped, clutching her nose as her eyes instantly reddened.

Xinhua didn’t seem to feel anything; the little girl’s nose was soft and didn’t hurt him in the slightest. He quickly used his foot to steady the bike, started rubbing Sisi’s nose for her, still chuckling, "Who told you to bump into me suddenly? Does it hurt now?"

"Who told you to have such a hard chin." Sisi knew it was her own fault, but still complained a couple of times. Xinhua simply let her be, smiling amiably with a very good nature.

The uphill road was as long as ever, and everyone got off their bikes, pushing them along. Only Little Baoguo stayed in the basket, happily watching his brother and sister push the bike from behind, ceaselessly chanting, "Giddy up, faster, faster," which irritated Jianguo so much that he thumped him on the head a few times.

"Keep shouting and you’ll have to get down and walk yourself."

Baoguo pursed his lips in grievance, his big watery eyes scanning around to see that no one spoke up for him (as everyone was too tired from the walk), so he had no choice but to shut his mouth, mumbling to himself in the basket, and before long, he began snoring softly.

The little guy fell asleep, drool leaking out. Sisi took off her jacket and covered Little Baoguo with it, to keep him from catching a cold.

Sisi, having learned from past experiences, dressed very casually. She wore a shirt with trousers and threw on a red shawl over it, most importantly putting on cloth shoes, which made walking much easier. They all climbed upward, huffing and puffing.

Even after several months of walking to school, Sisi still found the long uphill walk exhausting. To accommodate her, everyone took breaks occasionally, especially Chengsi, who even offered to carry Sisi on his back, as this bit of mountain road was nothing for someone like Chengsi who had grown up in the mountains.

Of course, Sisi refused; how could she, an adult, let a child carry her? It would be too embarrassing. However, in the end, she still ended up lying on Xinhua’s back—it was probably because she was used to being carried by him since young, and perhaps it had a lot to do with Xinhua’s typically mature demeanor.

A group of children were playing at the entrance of the village, including Li Guo, the little chubby kid. When Li Guo saw Sisi and Xinhua, his face changed, and he immediately ran away. Sisi, lying on Xinhua’s back, shouted loudly:

"Li Guo, why are you running? Stop right there!"

At this moment, Tian Sisi had the feeling of a dog depending on its owner’s power, clearly riding on the might of Tian Xinhua and He Chengsi. Although Shou Liguo didn’t want to stop, he obediently halted in his tracks.

He forced a smile and greeted Jianguo and Weiguo, "Jianguo, Weiguo, you’re back? Uncle is at home too, I was just on my way to notify your uncle and auntie."

Jianguo, although he loathed this cousin very much, always remembered what the Old Man said. Even if he wished he could kill this person, he couldn’t show it and instead had to pretend to be very friendly.

Thus, Jianguo managed a faint smile on his face and greeted Shou Liguo. After all, he was still quite young, and being able to smile while greeting Shou Liguo was already his limit.

Tian Manlan was working in the fields when Jianguo called her back. Over the past few months, Tian Manjin frequently came over to deliver rice and oil, incidentally intimidating the Shou family, and with the care from the village chief Shou Yaowu, Tian Manlan had been living much more comfortably.

Life being more comfortable, with enough food and warm clothing, her face gradually regained its vitality. Although still aged, it was filled with life, and it is believed it wouldn’t be long before Tian Manlan would return to her former grace.

"Xinhua, Ah Nan, Qinghua, you’re here, and who might this be?" Tian Manlan didn’t recognize Chengsi and looked curiously towards Tian Sisi and the others.

"Auntie, this is my godfather’s son, also my godbrother, named He Chengsi. He specially accompanied us to send Jianguo home this time," Tian Sisi introduced with a giggle.

He Chengsi politely followed Tian Sisi’s lead with a greeting, "Auntie, hello!" Tian Manlan replied joyfully and quickly invited them inside to sit, while Shou Liguo unexpectedly called out "Auntie" as well, surprising Tian Manlan greatly.

Although the in-laws hadn’t dared to bully her in the past few months, their faces still lacked goodwill, especially the younger ones who never greeted anyone. Unexpectedly, Liguo actually greeted her—probably out of fear of Xinhua and the others.

Tian Manlan found it amusing. As an elder, she of course wouldn’t quibble with a child, and she invited Shou Liguo inside to eat as well. Shou Liguo, hearing there was food, happily followed inside. Tian Sisi coughed deliberately and glared at him a few times on the side.

Shou Liguo got scared and shrank his neck, hurriedly excused himself to Tian Manlan, and scurried out. He was genuinely terrified of those two minor devils Tian Xinhua and Tian Sisi. His buttocks still bore scars.

Tian Manlan took her sleeping, snoring baby boy from the basket, lovingly kissed his chubby face repeatedly. Baoguo hummed a few times, seemingly feeling the warmth of his mother. He turned over, grabbed onto Tian Manlan’s clothes, and slept even more soundly.

Tian Xinhua took out rice, oil, and other items from the cart, and with Qinghua and Chengsi, the three carried the items inside. Tian Manlan, seeing so much stuff, felt embarrassed. As a married daughter, it was shameful to always rely on her parents to provide such support.

But her home was indeed that poor. Without the help of her family, she couldn’t even support herself, let alone expect anything from Jizu. This time when he came back, Jizu had only brought back thirty yuan. It’s been nearly a month since he was home, not going out to work, just lying around sleeping. Just now, he also asked her for money saying he needed to go to Shanghai again, and the two were quarreling over it.

Although Tian Manlan’s house was small, she kept it very clean. Inside sat a young man with a fair complexion and good looks, with delicate features, indeed handsome. However, he seemed somewhat frivolous; this was probably Shou Jizu, whom Granny Zhao absolutely detested.

Although Tian Xinhua didn’t think much of this uncle’s husband, he still politely called out "Uncle," and Tian Sisi, Tian Qinghua, and He Chengsi followed suit in greeting. Jianguo and Weiguo also called him "father," but Jianguo’s expression wasn’t too good. For this father who was utterly irresponsible, Jianguo held very little respect in his heart. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)