Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 58 - 058 Biological Father

Zhong Yuying, however, did not panic. The longer time passed, the more calm she became, "How do you know Sisi wouldn’t want to talk to me? She just had a misunderstanding with me, and just now our misunderstanding has been cleared up, we are still good friends."

Zhong Juying wanted to say more, but Zhong MeiYing pulled her aside and signaled with her eyes not to say anymore. Without witnesses or evidence, no matter what was said, Zhong Yuying would not admit to anything. Right now, the most important thing was to find Sisi.

The Old Man did not listen to the little girls’ bickering. He followed the shallow footsteps to the edge of the pit and noticed that some wild grass had been trampled on. His heart immediately sank. Although he had heard of the tiger pit, no one really knew what the pit was actually like. If only...

At this moment, Granny Zhao also came over. Seeing the old man standing at the edge of the tiger pit in silence, she immediately began to tear up, "Old man, could Ah Nan have fallen into the pit? Ah?"

When the others heard Granny Zhao ask this, their faces also darkened. All Yuequan Village’s residents, young and old, were terrified of the tiger pit. Ah Nan knew of it too, so how could she possibly have come here? And how could she have fallen in?

At this time, Tian Sisi was lying at the bottom of the pit, completely exhausted, feeling a bit dizzy and thus didn’t hear the commotion above. The Old Man observed the position of the wild grass above the pit once more and had a fair guess. He then shouted down, "Ah Nan, it’s your grandpa, are you down there?"

While the Old Man lingered at the edge of the pit, Zhong Yuying’s heart sank. Seeing the Old Man shouting down, her heart lifted again. Her hands clenched tightly, veins bulging, as she consoled herself, thinking that it couldn’t be. Tian Sisi must have already died by now, and even if her body was found, no one would suspect her. With these thoughts, Zhong Yuying’s heart slightly settled.

The Old Man called two or three times, but there was no response from below. His heart gradually sank too. He could now be sure that Ah Nan was at the bottom of the pit, but there had been no sign of her for such a long time, could it be that Ah Nan really... The Old Man dared not think further.

"Grandpa, it’s me, Ah Nan, I’m down here." At this moment, a weak voice came from below. The Old Man immediately smiled, feeling great relief. It was good that Ah Nan was unharmed.

Granny Zhao also heard the voice from below and broke into a smile. The Old Man pulled out the wild grass around the pit, revealing a hole the size of a well opening, pitch black, but Tian Sisi’s voice was clearer, "Grandpa, I’m down here, send me a rope to pull me up."

Hearing his granddaughter’s voice, the Old Man knew Ah Nan was not in serious danger and felt even steadier. He shouted, "Ah Nan, wait for grandpa a moment. I’m going to get a rope."

"What’s happened here? Do you need help?" A pleasant male voice sounded from above. If Tian Sisi had been above, she would’ve recognized immediately that the man was He Xuewen, who she’d met before on the tractor, with his son He Chengsi usually following him.

"My granddaughter has fallen into a pit; we need to find a rope to pull her up," the Old Man said upon seeing He Xuewen, spontaneously cheering inside, what a capable good Samaritan.

He Xuewen nodded to He Chengsi, signaling him to help, "Old comrade, don’t worry, I’ll have my son get her up."

He Chengsi came to the pit’s edge and with a bit of effort leaped down, eliciting gasps from the gathered girls. Tian Sisi, startled by the sudden jump of someone from above, now saw in the light coming from above that it was He Chengsi who she had met before, "Why is it you?"

"I’m here to help you get up," He Chengsi was quite surprised too. He had a good impression of the little sister who had given him steamed buns and now spoke to her with a smile.

He Chengsi measured the pit’s depth. About the height of two adults, it was manageable. He said to Tian Sisi, "I’m going to throw you up in a moment, don’t be afraid."

Before Tian Sisi could react, she was suddenly flying upwards, like being on a roller coaster. She let out a shout and then landed, but He Chengsi had used skill to keep her from getting hurt on landing. Granny Zhao, seeing her precious granddaughter brought up, immediately hugged Tian Sisi and burst into tears.

"You little rascal, do you want to scare Granny to death? You’re not allowed to go up into the mountains anymore. Granny is getting old and can’t stand these frights anymore."

Zhong Yuying knew something was wrong the moment she heard Tian Sisi’s voice. She tried to slip away quietly, but Zhong Anmei and Zhong Meiying, who had been keeping an eye on her, wouldn’t let her leave. They flanked her on both sides. "Zhong Yuying, where are you going?"

Zhong Yuying inwardly cursed but still forced a smile: "I need to pee."

"Haven’t you just gone? Hold it for a while." Zhong Anmei said coldly. She knew there was something fishy about Zhong Yuying; Sisi falling into the pit must have been related to her. Zhong Juying came over and stood behind Zhong Yuying, blocking her retreat. Zhong Meiying and Zhong Wan Hua also came over and blocked her way, trapping Zhong Yuying tightly.

Zhong Yuying had no choice but to stay put, her mind racing, thinking about how to get away later on.

He Xuewen had not expected that it would be Tian Sisi who had fallen into the pit. Seeing that the little girl was a bit disheveled but otherwise unharmed, he too let out a sigh of relief. He Chengsi took a deep breath below, then with three quick taps of his toes on the pit walls like a swallow skimming the water, he immediately leapt out of the pit lightly. The Old Man couldn’t help but loudly praise, "Excellent skills, comrade, your son really has great skills!"

"Where? You flatter me, old comrade. My son has just learned a few trifling martial arts moves, nothing praiseworthy," He Xuewen modestly said.

Then he continued, "I have some medical knowledge. How about I take a look at your granddaughter to see if the little girl has been injured anywhere?"

"That would be wonderful; please trouble you, comrade," the Old Man readily agreed.

He Xuewen approached Tian Sisi, smiled, and greeted her, "Little girl, we meet again."

"Uncle, hello. Are you here to gather herbs on Yuequan Mountain? I should be thanking your younger brother for rescuing me," Tian Sisi said, smiling back and feeling quite fond of He Xuewen.

"No need to be polite. Last time, you even treated him to pork buns. Now, stretch out your hand, let me have a look."

Tian Sisi obediently extended her left hand. As He Xuewen saw the delicate silver bracelet on her wrist, his pupils abruptly dilated with a surge of elation – she was indeed his precious daughter! Heaven had eyes; he was finally able to find his daughter before his life’s end.

As it turned out, He Xuewen was the real father of the original host. After escaping from the Rebel Faction, he was severely injured and rescued by the master of He Chengsi, a down-and-out Taoist priest. After he recovered from his injuries, which was not long before the priest died of old age, he adopted the priest’s disciple and named him He Chengsi, signifying the continuation of his yearning for his lost daughter. In the following years, he searched everywhere across Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai in hopes of finding the daughter his wife took with her as they fled for their lives.

He had little hope of finding his daughter because when his wife and daughter left, the daughter was only a couple of months old. All he knew was that his wife and daughter had disappeared in Sui City. The fate of his wife was unknown, and his daughter was given away by his wife. Further, he only knew that his daughter wore the ancestral silver bracelet from the He Family on her left wrist. With such scant clues, how easy would it be to find a baby in the vast sea of people?

But at last, fortune favored him, and he found his daughter. He Xuewen concealed his inner excitement, remaining calm on the surface, but his trembling hands betrayed his emotions. Tian Sisi didn’t understand why this uncle looked so excited, and his gaze was so strange, similar to how her father used to look at her.

No matter how much Tian Sisi thought about it, she couldn’t fathom that this man could be her real biological father, especially since in her previous life, He Xuewen never appeared – at least not before Tian Sisi had heard anything about him – and thus everyone assumed that the original host’s real father was long gone.

He Xuewen gradually calmed himself and, after checking Tian Sisi’s limbs and joints, turned to the Old Man and Granny Zhao to say, "Your granddaughter is very lucky. There is nothing wrong with her bones or muscles, just some minor scrapes. Just apply some medicated oil when you get home to dissolve the bruises, and she will be fine."

Only then did the Old Man and Granny Zhao relax and repeatedly thanked He Xuewen, inviting him to their home for a meal. He Xuewen had always been keen to befriend the Tian Family, and he readily agreed. His prompt and straightforward manner also won the Old Man’s favor, for he liked people who were forthright.

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