Reborn in the 1970s, remarried to a powerful but childless man, her scumbag husband is furious.

He Cuihua never expected that Wenrou would ignore her. No matter what, she used to like Dayong so much, she couldn't just stand by and do nothing.

Da Yong said that Wenrou still had feelings for him, but He Cuihua didn't believe that Wenrou would become so cold.

"Xiaorou, please help me out of our past relationship. Da Yong gave you so much money last time, lend me some, otherwise Qing Shuang and the others will kick me out of here."

He Cuihua still had her eye on the money in Wenrou's pocket. She knew that although Wenrou spoke harshly on the surface, she was soft-hearted than anyone else.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to follow Da Yong around for so many years and even give money to support his family.

He Cuihua thought that if she played the victim in front of Wenrou, Wenrou would soften her heart, but unfortunately, Wenrou stood still the whole time, watching their performance with a cold expression.

"Lend you money? You must be dreaming!" Wenrou knew what she was up to as soon as she heard that, and sneered.

"The money Zhou Dayong gave me is what he and your Zhou family owe me. I don't care what you want to do, get out of my house right now." Wenrou said gently, grabbing one person with one hand and throwing them both out.

Seeing that Wenrou wasn't helping at all even though she was in this state, He Cuihua's expression changed.

Shen Qingshuang didn't care about any of that; she stepped forward and reached out to pull at He Cuihua's clothes.

"He Cuihua, give me back my bracelet."

He Cuihua was no match for Shen Qingshuang either. Her hands and face were covered in bloodstains from Shen Qingshuang's fingernails, and a piece of her hair was even torn out.

"Oh dear, help! Someone's bullying me!" He Cuihua cried out as she sat on the ground.

The incident quickly attracted a crowd of onlookers, but seeing Shen Qingshuang's state, no one dared to intervene.

Wenrou watched as He Cuihua, who was usually so formidable in the village, was now being beaten so badly by Shen Qingshuang that she couldn't fight back at all. She crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame to watch the show.

This is what they call "evil people will be punished by evil people." Shen Qingshuang, being a young lady, certainly wouldn't let herself suffer any loss.

"Fine, you won't hand over the bracelet, huh? I'll take you to the police station right now, and you can wait to go to jail." Seeing that He Cuihua was still not telling her where the bracelet was, Shen Qingshuang was so angry that she reached out and dragged her out of the family compound.

He Cuihua lay on the ground, looking completely unfazed. "I've given you all of Dayong's wages. What's wrong with me taking that bracelet to exchange for some money? Go ahead and kill me today if you dare, otherwise, let's see how you explain this to Dayong when he gets back!"

At this moment, someone saw what was happening and rushed to the military base to find Zhou Dayong.

Upon hearing that He Cuihua had indeed taken her bracelet, Shen Qingshuang was naturally determined to make an example of her.

"How dare you sell my bracelet? Who did you sell it to? Go and buy it back for me right now."

He Cuihua, who had been bullied by her, fought back. Just as the two were wrestling, Zhou Dayong returned.

He was shocked when he saw this.

"Mom, Qing Shuang, what are you doing?"

Huo Yanchuan returned behind him. When he heard that something had happened in the family compound, his first reaction was that someone had bullied Wenrou.

However, when he saw the person he was worried about leaning against the door frame watching the show, he immediately felt relieved.

He walked over to Wenrou's side and saw that He Cuihua and Shen Qingshuang had already been separated by Zhou Dayong.

"Zhou Dayong, aren't you going to do anything about your mother? She sold my bracelet! You need to make her redeem it for me right now!" Shen Qingshuang grabbed Zhou Dayong's arm and pointed at He Cuihua to complain.

When He Cuihua saw Zhou Dayong return, she sat on the ground, crying with snot and tears streaming down her face.

"Oh, Dayong, look at the good wife you married! Look what she's done to your mother! You unfilial son, have I raised you for nothing?"

Seeing that everyone around him was watching the spectacle, Zhou Dayong's face turned even uglier. He felt extremely embarrassed and couldn't save face.

"Mom, whatever it is, let's talk about it at home. Don't embarrass yourself here." Zhou Dayong said as he pulled He Cuihua up from the ground.

At this moment, he also looked at Wenrou, who was watching the commotion. He saw that she had no intention of helping at all, but instead crossed her arms and watched the family like it was a show.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Dayong felt even more embarrassed by Wenrou's behavior.

However, this also left him somewhat confused.

When Wenrou used to revolve around her, she would often come to see him.

Not only that, the Zhou family treated her very well, and her parents treated her like their own daughter. But now, she is so indifferent. Isn't that going too far?

Zhou Dayong withdrew his gaze from Wenrou and quickly took the two of them home to deal with the situation.

Wenrou wasn't interested in their family's affairs either. Although she didn't know how Zhou Dayong had handled it in the end, when he came out again, there was a clear handprint on his face.

"Are you alright? Did they cause you any trouble?" Huo Yanchuan finally asked at this moment.

Wenrou shook her head gently. "If they want to cause me trouble, they should think twice before deciding whether they have the ability."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went back into the house.

Huo Yanchuan followed her inside. Wenrou noticed he was back so early and asked, "Did you finish training today?"

Huo Yanchuan responded, looked at her, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I have to go to Beijing tomorrow."

Wenrou nodded gently, without asking Huo Yanchuan what he was going to do. However, she had heard that his family was in Beijing, and thought that he must have something to do at home since he was in such a hurry to go back.

"Do you need me to prepare things for your journey?" It takes two or three days to drive from here to Beijing.

"No need, I'll go with Wu Li tomorrow. Take good care of yourself at home. If anything happens, contact Hao Gang or the political commissar. If you can't handle it, wait for me to come back." Huo Yanchuan was still a little worried about Wenrou being alone at home, so he repeatedly reminded her.

Wenrou knew that Wu Li was the platoon leader who had previously hauled supplies from the General Military Region. Hearing him rambling on, she waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, what could possibly happen to me alone at home?"

Now that all the work in the fields is done, she can take this time to rest.

"Is there anything you want? I'll bring it back for you when I come back from Beijing." Huo Yanchuan asked, remembering the face cream and other things Wenrou had asked him to bring back before.

Wenrou thought for a moment, then shook her head; she really didn't need to buy anything.

We don't lack anything at home now, except for a TV, which we use to pass the time when we have nothing to do.

So she looked up at Huo Yanchuan and casually asked, "Can you get TV tickets in Beijing?"

She didn't really have high hopes; she'd buy it if it was available, and if not, so be it.

In her past life, she had also bought a television for the Zhou family. Although it was a black and white television, it was money she had painstakingly saved by working hard day and night.

She originally planned to use the money to buy herself some nice clothes, give some to her parents, and use the rest to buy things for the Zhou family.

But in the end, Zhou Dayong's two younger brothers insisted on having a television, and He Cuihua took all her money to buy a television for the family.

With the remaining money, she and Zhou Chunmei got their hair permed and bought clothes.

At that time, she didn't think much of it. She just thought that if she bought it, she would buy it and work a little harder to earn it back.

However, even if they bought a TV, she wouldn't get to watch it.

He Cuihua kept the television in her room, but she always came back very late and couldn't watch it even if she wanted to.

When she heard Zhou Dayong's two younger brothers discussing exciting scenes from the TV series, she would sometimes ask them questions out of curiosity, only to be met with their disdain.

"You want a television?" Huo Yanchuan was taken aback.

Wenrou snapped out of her daze and looked at Huo Yanchuan, "I was just asking casually, if I can't get it, then forget it."

Besides, a television set would cost at least three or four hundred yuan.

She has some money, but she can't use it right now; she has other purposes for it.

She currently earns sixty yuan a month, and after deducting living expenses, it would take her more than a year to save that much.

Huo Yanchuan didn't say anything after hearing her say that, but he kept it in mind.

Once he left, Wenrou felt even more bored.

Thinking about how busy she'd been in the fields these past few days and hadn't had a chance to visit Professor Peng, she wondered how the couple were doing.

When she had some free time, she fried some dried fruit and prepared to take some over to them.

When they arrived at Professor Peng's house, Wenrou knocked on the door.

She waited for a while, and when there was no response from inside, she knocked again.

Immediately following was Song Yuqiu's cold voice, "I already told you not to come to our house again. What are you doing here? Get out! I don't want a morally corrupt goddaughter like you."

Hearing the sounds from inside, Wenrou stood at the doorway, startled.

She didn't know who Song Yuqiu was talking to, but since she hadn't come for the past few days, it probably wasn't to her.

So she knocked on the door again and called out loudly, "Auntie, are you home? It's me, Wenrou."

After she called out, she stood at the door and waited for a while. Then she heard footsteps coming from inside, and then she saw Song Yuqiu open the door.

"It's you, Xiaorou, come in quickly." As soon as Song Yuqiu saw Wenrou, she immediately smiled and warmly invited her in.

Seeing this, Wenrou picked up her things and went inside.

As soon as she entered, she saw that Song Yuqiu had closed the door.

"Auntie, what happened? Why did you close the door? And who did you think came in just now?" Wenrou asked with a puzzled look.

As soon as she asked the question, she saw Song Yuqiu's expression change slightly.

"It's Zhou Chunmei."

Hearing Song Yuqiu's words, Wenrou became even more puzzled. "What is Zhou Chunmei doing here?"

The last thing she did already disgusted Professor Peng and his wife, so how could she still have the nerve to come here?

Speaking of this matter, Song Yuqiu couldn't help but sigh.

"It's all my fault. I thought she was a good girl, so I was planning to introduce her to my son and even wanted her to be my daughter-in-law. So I told her about my family. I'm afraid she's eyeing the money I hid in the backyard."

Song Yuqiu is now filled with regret. If she had known that Zhou Chunmei was that kind of person, she would never have told her about her affairs.

Fortunately, Zhou Chunmei didn't know the location of her hometown, which is why she was in such a hurry to come over and try to get closer to her and get her to tell her what she was talking about.

Wenrou had never heard Song Yuqiu mention these things before, so it was no wonder that Zhou Chunmei came to find her; it turned out she had this in mind.

Song Yuqiu told Wenrou about her own affairs, but she told Wenrou more details than she had told Zhou Chunmei before.

"Xiao Rou, I'm afraid Lao Peng and I will never be able to leave this place in our lifetime. It's my blessing to have met you here." After saying this, Song Yuqiu held Wenrou's hand and said earnestly.

Wenrou has already helped the elderly couple so much, and Song Yuqiu is truly grateful to her from the bottom of her heart.

"Auntie, don't say such discouraging things. You and Professor Peng were wronged. It's lucky for the people here that you were sent here. Don't worry, in a few years, once Professor Peng is cleared of his name, you will be able to go back."

Wenrou remembered the news she had seen on TV before and quickly comforted her, trying to put her mind at ease.

Although Song Yuqiu had already given up hope of getting out, she was still very grateful after hearing Wenrou's gentle words.

"Thank you, my child, Xiaorou. I told you before that I had a son, but we've been separated, and I don't know if we'll ever see each other again. I don't have any relatives here, only you are kind to me."

At this point, Song Yuqiu took Wenrou's hand and asked with a hint of expectation in her eyes, "So, can you be my goddaughter? I will treat you like my own daughter."

Wenrou felt a pang of pity seeing Song Yuqiu like this.

Knowing that she was longing for her son, that's why she believed Zhou Chunmei before.

Later, although the elderly couple were exonerated, they were no longer alive by then.

She knew that Song Yuqiu said this because she wanted something to look forward to, so she nodded and agreed, "Okay, I promise you, I'll be your goddaughter. You must take good care of yourself. I'll stay with you until the day you can go home."

If it can give her a glimmer of hope and keep her from giving up, she'll feel it's all worth it, even if she agrees to be their daughter.

"Really? You really agreed?" Song Yuqiu asked excitedly.

Wenrou nodded gently and said with a smile, "Yes, godmother, from now on I am your daughter, and no one will dare to bully you anymore."

Just then, Professor Peng returned. Hearing the joyful sounds coming from inside, he smiled and asked, "What happened? Why are you so happy?"

"Old Peng, come here quickly, Xiao Rou has agreed to be our goddaughter, no, from now on she's my own daughter."

Song Yuqiu excitedly told Professor Peng the good news. Seeing that she hadn't been this happy in a long time, Professor Peng stepped forward and echoed, "That's great! We don't have any relatives here. From now on, Xiaorou will be our daughter."

Since the last incident, Song Yuqiu seems to have been traumatized. Her mental state has deteriorated, and she sometimes even starts talking nonsense to herself.

Professor Peng was very worried when he saw her like this.

However, seeing how happily they were chatting after Wenrou came over, he was truly grateful to her.