Rebirth 1980: The heroine returns her prodigal son

Lu Beichen is not a big smoker, he only smokes one occasionally, but he habitually rolls a few cigarettes every night and puts them in the box when he doesn't smoke.

When Ye Xing came back, he put the tobacco back, closed the box and placed it on the windowsill.

"All asleep?"

Ye Xing nodded, got on the kang, took off her coat, and turned on the lamp. Just as she was about to take off her pants, a figure came over and was hugged into her arms. She was a little dazed.

"Daughter-in-law, I've been patient for a long time. Are you... willing?"

Ye Xing was held by him, and he had buried himself in her shoulder and kissed her. His heavy breathing made Ye Xing's body feel hot unconsciously.

She thought to herself, you have already taken action and still ask her if she is willing?

Lu Beichen pressed Ye Xing on the kang, and sporadic moonlight shone in through the window. Ye Xing could see his eyes, which were burning and affectionate.

She put her arms around his neck and asked.

"I almost... did something sorry for you, aren't you angry?"

"I'm angry, but what can I do if I'm angry? Should I trap you here for the rest of my life? You obviously don't want to. I was taking advantage of others when I asked you to marry me, so I don't dare to stop you this time."

His voice was low and hoarse, but extremely seductive. It was as if something was gently scratching Ye Xing's heart, making her mouth shrink.

"Then don't you feel uncomfortable? Your wife is being..."

Lu Beichen lowered his head suddenly and kissed her hard on the lips.

"I feel so uncomfortable," he whispered while kissing Ye Xing.

"I originally wanted to kill that old guy directly after you left."

Ye Xing was surprised and pushed him away.

"you……"

Lu Beichen pressed forward again, biting Ye Xing's earlobe with his teeth. Ye Xing's body immediately became weak, and the hand against his chest was too weak to exert any strength.

So Chen Yongsheng’s death in his previous life was really...

Ye Xing remembered that when he returned to the village again, he heard that Chen Yongsheng fell into the river and drowned not long after she left. Later, when the new village party secretary was chosen, Lu Beichen was chosen.

Lu Beichen was too enthusiastic tonight. No one could imagine a person who was usually so cold. Ye Xing couldn't bear the enthusiasm when he was tormenting others. Lu Guoqing got up at night, and neither of them slept yet. Ye Xing killed Lu Beichen.

He pressed tightly on his chest, closing his mouth tightly and not daring to make a sound.

Lu Guoqing just peed and went back to his room to sleep.

Ye Xing asked in a low voice, "You insisted on putting the two children to sleep in another room at that time, you just..."

Lu Beichen's voice sounded muffled from his chest.

"It will disturb their sleep."

…

It was a bit cloudy today. As soon as Lu Guoqing woke up, he hugged his notebook and read it. He took out the almost-empty pencil that Ye Xing used before from the cabinet and lay on the kang table to write and draw.

Little Huilin was bored and crawled around on the kang.

"Brother, why doesn't Dad let us go to Mom's house? Why can Mom sleep so well today?"

Lu Guoqing raised his head and glanced at Hui Lin.

"I don't know either. Hui Lin, come over and take a look. Is my brother's writing good?"

Xiao Huilin crawled up to him, stared at the crooked words in the book, squinted her eyes and smiled.

"Okay, my brother wrote really well."

Lu Guoqing compared the number he wrote with that written by his father for a long time. They both felt they were different and asked uncertainly.

"Hui Lin, is my brother's writing really good?"

Hui Lin had a serious face and clapped her hands.

"Okay, my brother wrote well."

Hearing what his sister said, Lu Guoqing felt relieved and felt that he was very powerful and would show it to his mother later.

Ye Xing woke up from the heat. When he opened his eyes, he found that he was sweating all over. He felt a little backache when he sat up. Such a strong man.

I touched the bottom of the mattress and it was very hot. No wonder she slept hot.

The stoves in the village are all open to the kang. Lu Beichen cooks in the outer room. The kang is hot.

Ye Xing got dressed, folded the quilt and got out of bed.

As soon as he opened the door, Lu Guoqing happily showed her the numbers he had written. Ye Xing looked at the 1 that looked like a wavy line, then looked at the 2 that looked like a chicken neck, and gave her a few words of encouragement.

It didn't hurt my son too much.

"Mom, is what I wrote really okay? But why is it different from what my dad wrote?"

Ye Xing's eyes moved to the other end of the book, where there were nine neat numbers and a name underneath.

Lu Beichen's writing was vigorous and powerful. She found that Lu Beichen's handwriting was very beautiful, and it was impossible to tell that he was a rural boy who had never read a book.

"Mom, look, is it different from what my dad wrote?"

Lu Beichen walked in, glanced at the book, and said unceremoniously.

"Your wrist is too soft, and the words you write are crooked and don't look like numbers. And numbers are the simplest. Most people will definitely not be able to recognize what you write."

Ye Xing was afraid that his son would be hit, so he wanted to say a few words of comfort.

However, Lu Guoqing nodded obediently, hugged the notebook and ran back to his room.

"Okay, then I'll practice more."

The corner of Ye Xing's mouth moved. Her son didn't seem to be hit hard. He seemed to be getting stronger with each setback.

"He is a boy, so he doesn't need to be raised so carefully."

Ye Xing looked at Lu Beichen helplessly and whispered.

"I didn't treat him well in the past. The child didn't know how uncomfortable he felt, and he didn't kiss me. I just wanted to be nice to him. I..."

Lu Beichen put the spatula into Ye Xing's hand.

"He is not that fragile, he just longs for his mother's love, and now he can feel it."

After an autumn rain, the autumn harvest finally came, and every household became very busy.

The adults in the family were too busy harvesting food to even think about eating. Ye Xing and Lu Beichen got up and went to the fields at four o'clock every day and didn't come back until nine or ten o'clock in the evening.

Ye Xing spent his night baking a lot of pancakes and took them to the field to eat during the day. The two children were taken to the field because there was no one to look after them.

Every night when the two of them came home from their work, both children were asleep.

Ye Xing carried his youngest daughter on his back, and Lu Beichen carried his eldest son on his back and walked home together.

There were many people going home from the field on the road. Everyone was as tired as a dog. They didn't have the energy to talk much. They only said hello at most when they met.

When he got home, Lu Beichen looked at his wife's dark circles under her eyes, with a bit of pity in his eyes. He gave Ye Xing some water to wipe her face and wash her feet.

"I'll go cook, you take a rest first."

Ye Xing did not fight with him. She was really in pain all over and had no strength. She was really tired from the autumn harvest. Thinking that Lu Beichen had done all the autumn harvest in her family before, Ye Xing couldn't help but feel sorry for him. This man had never

I don’t like to say much, but I do a lot.

She struggled to stand up, first made hot water and wiped the faces and hands of her little daughter and son, and then washed their feet. She had been running in the fields all day, and her face was covered with dirt. Every time she took off her shoes, they were covered in dirt.

Scrub them clean and put them into bed.