Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 82 - 080 Tang Qiubai

Chapter 82: 080 Tang Qiubai

Days went by, with Tian Sisi sometimes sleeping at her own home and sometimes at her birth father, He Xuewen’s place, leading a very happy life. Since He Xuewen had largely recovered his health, he often went out for business on his own without taking He Chengsi along, as he was just pale but otherwise indistinguishable from a healthy person.

Although he was not lacking in money, he continued to do business mainly because he was unwilling to cut off his connections and also seize the chance to inquire about the current situation. He was constantly concerned about the movements of those people.

Some special local products from Yuequan Village were sold by He Xuewen, and although the price was only a cent or two more expensive than what the procurement stations used to pay, it was enough to satisfy the villagers immensely. An extra cent or two per pound could add up to 20 cents, which was not a small sum, so the people of Yuequan Village were very grateful to He Xuewen. Whether it was on the street or at home, they greeted him with a smile. Even those few who were looking to take advantage were polite to him, fearing that offending He Xuewen could cost them those few extra dimes.

Time flew by, and before they knew it, it was the end of April. The weather was getting hotter, and the mountains were lush with greenery. Tian Sisi often took her camera to take pictures on the mountain with Tian Xinhua and the others, then went back to develop them in the darkroom. He Xuewen had long ago bought her the chemical solutions and photo paper for developing photos, and even set up a darkroom for her, teaching her how to develop photos himself.

As for film and batteries, He Xuewen bought them by the stack, letting Tian Sisi shoot to her heart’s content without having to worry about saving money. With such ample supplies, Tian Sisi was thrilled. Every weekend, she would take pictures of her family or herself. Tian Xinhua and He Chengsi had already been trained to become photography experts by her. As a result, the most photos on the walls of the Tian Family’s house were of Tian Sisi’s fine shots, although she regretted that there was no color film yet, and all shots were black and white. To add color, she had to find a master to hand-color them, which was a hard-to-find skill that was virtually lost in later generations.

However, He Xuewen was skilled in this art, having learned it from an old master in Shanghai. Although his skill was not perfect, it was good enough for personal appreciation. Whenever He Xuewen had time, he would be wrapped up by Tian Sisi to color her photos, and of course, he enjoyed it himself. He would always agree to dress up his precious daughter’s photos beautifully.

On a day in early May, Old Man was up early and excited. After breakfast, he didn’t even listen to the radio but instead wandered around his room. Tian Sisi thought it strange and asked what was happening. Old Man smiled, fondling his granddaughter’s head, "Ah Nan, would you like Grandpa to find you a little friend?"

Tian Sisi was puzzled. What little friend? She didn’t lack for friends now, but she still nodded her head, happy as long as the Old Man was. Seeing her agree, the Old Man smiled even more, saying, "Today, an old friend of Grandpa’s is coming over, and his grandson is coming with him. His name is Tang Qiubai, and he’s two years older than you. They’re going to stay here for a while. Ah Nan, try to make friends with Qiubai, okay?"

Tang Qiubai? Wasn’t he the scumbag from the original host’s previous life? It seems the scumbag appeared at this time. Tian Sisi couldn’t help but be on guard. She really wanted Old Man’s old friend to roll back to his hometown immediately, but seeing Old Man’s rare happiness, Sisi still pretended to be pleased and nodded in agreement. After all, she now knew Tang Qiubai’s true nature. As long as she stayed away from him, she definitely would not marry this scumbag in this lifetime.

After breakfast, Tian Sisi went to school as usual, but because her mind was preoccupied, she was somewhat absent-minded all day. Jin Duofu and He Chengsi, seeing this, did not bother her. Jin Duofu was very friendly towards Tian Sisi, following her instructions obediently, and after being reminded by He Chengsi, he also changed his habit of nose picking. With a clean and refreshing face, he too looked like a handsome young lad.

When she returned home from school in the afternoon, there were indeed two new people in the hall, one old and one young. The old man looked frail, though he was tall and his face was so gaunt one couldn’t see any flesh. Yet from his still-strong voice, it was apparent this elderly man had a firm will, unlikely to be crushed by any suffering. It seemed this must be Tang Qiubai’s grandfather, Tang Tieshan.

In her previous life, she had not heard her mother mention anything about Tang Tieshan, this old man probably died during the tumultuous ten years, and in her previous life, there was no talk of Tang Tieshan recuperating in Yuequan Village. Only Tang Qiubai came to the Tian Family, raised by the Old Man, and naturally became childhood sweethearts with the original host, ultimately marrying this scumbag, ending up with such a fate.

It seems that her rebirth has changed many things in this life. With her nourishing wine, Tang Tieshan is certain not to die prematurely. Although she doesn’t wish to have any association with the Tang Family, given the Old Man’s character, he definitely won’t stand by and do nothing. Tian Sisi herself doesn’t want to see such a man of strong character suffer such an unjust death.

Tang Qiubai is a very upright boy, tall and thin, and the spitting image of Tang Tieshan, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a face that radiates integrity. One look and you can’t help but feel that this boy is honest and upright, it’s easy to develop a fondness for him. It seems that in her previous life, the Old Man married his beloved granddaughter to Tang Qiubai for this exact reason.

At this moment, Tang Qiubai watched everyone in the room with a wary eye, as if skeptical of everything around him. However, he was very filial to his grandfather. He kept patting Tang Tieshan’s back to ease his coughing, his lean body pressed tightly against Tang Tieshan, standing ramrod straight, and he also cast frequent glances at the door, as if ready to leave at any moment. Tang Qiubai looked very much like a small animal ready for battle, sensitive and sharp.

The Old Man, upon seeing his granddaughter, beckoned Tian Sisi and Donghua over with a delighted smile, and said to Tang Tieshan, "Old Tang, this is Ah Nan, the one I told you about—my sweetheart. These boys are my grandsons and grandsons-in-law."

Tian Sisi and Donghua respectfully greeted "Grandpa Tang," pleasing the old gentleman so much that he squinted his eyes with joy. He reached into his chest pocket to fetch something, but his hand stopped halfway, and he laughed awkwardly, "Good children, I’ll owe you the meeting gift for now. I’ll give you a big red envelope later on."

"Alright, then we’ll all be waiting for Grandpa Tang’s big red envelope. If it’s not big, I won’t let it go," Tian Sisi said playfully, pretending to be a spoiled child, while also feeling sad for the elderly man.

Tang Tieshan laughed heartily, "Alright, as long as Grandpa Tang lives to see the day, I’ll definitely give Ah Nan a super big red envelope."

"Grandpa Tang will surely live to be a hundred years old."

"Old Tang, my granddaughter’s words are very auspicious. She said you’d live to be a hundred, so you’ll definitely become an old tortoise. Rest assured and recuperate at my place. You need to get your body strong and healthy. We have to believe in our party. The light will surely return," the Old Man said excitedly.

Tang Tieshan was also moved, "I’ve never lost faith in the party. Right now, it’s just that the villains are getting their way for a moment. Mr. Tian, you’re right. I must live well, if for nothing else, then for the sake of my grandson, I must live a few more years."

Tang Tieshan looked affectionately at Tang Qiubai. He had two sons and three daughters, over a dozen grandchildren, and among them, Qiubai was his favorite. Not only because Qiubai looked like him, but mainly because Qiubai grew up by his and his wife’s side. Since the incident, his wife passed away two years ago from illness, and his children had cut ties with him, only this grandson firmly refused to live with the younger son and daughter-in-law, always staying by his side, enduring hardships.

Ah, how difficult it’s been for the child, following this old man, not well-fed or clothed, living in constant fear and taking care of this old codger. Without this grandson, he didn’t know if he could’ve made it through these years.

The Old Man admired Tang Qiubai with several glances, a good child indeed, who stayed loyal to his grandfather during such times, unlike his heartless parents. The Old Man also learned about the actions of Tang Tieshan’s children, and he couldn’t help but despise them, while his admiration for Tang Qiubai grew even stronger. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it by giving recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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