Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 972: Chapter 971: Reversal in ’71

Running away from home. Zhou Minli was also confused. Where should she go? There was no place for her.

She truly regretted it now. Her four older sisters never gave money to their parents; it was she who had been foolish.

Hmph, if it ruined her like this, they shouldn’t have it easy either.

Thinking of this, she saw a stack of corn stalks next to the house. It was too cold outside; staying here for a while seemed better.

The money she held was hers; she wouldn’t leave them a penny.

Zhou Minli seemed to have gone mad, just wanting to take back her money, thinking. She thought until she fell asleep.

She woke up from the cold. This was definitely not going to work. Going back wouldn’t help her find her money. If they wouldn’t let her live, they shouldn’t have good lives either.

This was malice born from bravery; it was night now, she didn’t know what time it was. She quietly returned home. Inside, there wasn’t even a glimmer of light. She sneaked in, searching for a long time but found nothing to eat, which made Zhou Minli even angrier.

She took out matches and lit the woodpile outside. Watching the flames rise, she felt rather excited.

Hurriedly returning to her previous room, she thought of their expressions, feeling a sense of relief.

The Zhou couple woke up choking, realizing there was a fire. They wanted to rush out, but the firewood in the main room was ablaze too; they couldn’t get out.

Now they were anxious, and this time Zhou Minli rushed out of the room, dumbfounded by the massive fire outside.

"You dead girl, hurry up and save us, you heartless one. Hurry!"

Zhou Minli, a timid person, was genuinely frightened now. With no water outside, she was panicking; what to do?

Luckily, neighbors from both sides came over, fetching water. The initial firewood wasn’t much, and the fire was quickly extinguished.

The Zhou couple inside was truly scared. Afterwards, Mrs. Zhou sat on the ground, wailing.

"Xinghua, stop crying. Thank goodness Xiao Li was home today; otherwise, you would both be finished."

Zhou Minli was now on the side, actually quite anxious inside, feeling very tense.

In the middle of the night, everyone left, leaving only the Zhou Family.

Zhou Yanli went over to help her parents back to the room, lying down on one side. Because of the fire, the room wasn’t cold, but the smoke smell lingered.

The Zhou couple lay in the bed, "You should be nicer to Minli. Since she’s come back, we should think of finding her a husband to live here.

This time I realized, if it’s just the two of us at home, it’s definitely not going to work. If there’s an illness or anything, no one will care for us."

Mrs. Zhou said nothing, realizing too. Getting older, inevitably one day she wouldn’t be able to move. Without a son, leaving a daughter was necessary.

The couple reached a consensus. The next day, Zhou Minli got up to make breakfast. There was no firewood, so she had to go outside to gather some. When the couple got up to have breakfast, it further solidified their intent.

"Minli, live at home. We will find you a husband who’ll live here."

Zhou Minli still felt uneasy. Hearing her father say this, and her mother not opposing, she felt more settled.

A few days later, before the New Year, the Zhou couple found a middle-aged man from elsewhere for Zhou Minli. Looking strong and robust. Very capable.

The Zhou couple was satisfied, thinking of the future when children born would inherit the Zhou name. The Zhou Family wouldn’t be without descendants.

Zhou Minli remarried, Yang Zhiqiang found out on the day. Since the two villages weren’t far apart, and some girls from this village were married here.

Yang Zhiqiang chuckled slightly; this was pretty good. In truth, he worried Zhou Minli might have a bad life and come causing trouble.

Shubao also heard about the news; the child didn’t eat all day, nor speak. It took Hu Chunhua to persuade him to get up by evening.

"Shubao, you’ve grown. Your mom doing this isn’t bad. Now someone will care for her in the future.

You know, your dad and we all don’t want you connected with the Zhou Family. You can’t take care of her now. Now she’s married and will have children; you will also have your own life, don’t think too much."

Shubao lowered his head. "Grandma, I know. My dad will also remarry, like Lei."

Hu Chunhua felt heartache seeing her grandson like this.

"Shubao, rest assured, if you don’t want to live with your dad, you can come live with your grandpa and me."

"Hmm, Grandma, I know. I will definitely listen and study hard in the future."

"Good, that’s what a man should do. Our Shubao is so smart, surely capable of going to college. In the future, sitting in an office and earning money."

Tomorrow was the thirtieth; all the kids were playing outside, but Shubao wasn’t. He stayed home letting Uncle teach him literacy. Grandma had specially found textbooks before; now he picked them up again.

Yang Chunsheng watched his nephew like this, very satisfied. If he continued like this, he surely would learn well.

Now the village also knew Yang Zhiqiang was divorced. Previously, perhaps no one would think about it, but now it was different. Yang Zhiqiang was also a permanent worker, so someone came to find Hu Chunhua on the thirtieth.

In the evening, the family ate, and discussed with Yang Zhiqiang. "You should find someone. In the future, you and your grandpa both living in the county; someone at home will cook for you."

Yang Zhiqiang shook his head, "Mom, I don’t want to find someone now, maybe in a few years."

Hu Chunhua knew her son wasn’t dwelling on Zhou Minli. He probably genuinely had no intentions, so she sighed, saying nothing further.

By New Year, even more people came to him. They knew that Yang Zhiqiang had already bought a house in the county.

But the Yang Family didn’t mention it. Hu Chunhua didn’t want to push her son; at this age, he knew what he was doing.

Yang Xue came to visit on the second day of the New Year, knowing her brother’s situation. She also advised her mom not to bother.

She wasn’t feeling too happy herself either, as the house wasn’t divided, making it inconvenient to manage things. Even wanting to return to her maiden home, she faced her mother-in-law’s disdainful looks.

It was the fifteenth morning when Yang Chunsheng rode a bike to town for train tickets. Tomorrow, the three of them would be leaving.

Hu Chunhua wasn’t in a good mood. Her son’s family was leaving; in the future, only the two old ones would remain at home. But kids must eventually leave, the elders too would go over tomorrow, enrolling Shubao in school. At his age, he should be in the second grade. Don’t know if he’ll make it.

On the morning of the sixteenth, Hu Chunhua got up to cook for her sons. Pancakes, salted eggs, steamed buns - convenient to eat on the train.

The eldest son also had a share. Early in the morning, she was busy and couldn’t catch a break.