As time flies, I only care about you

Chapter 74

Yishui Village, with beautiful mountains and clear waters, is very famous in the local area. 70 years ago, many white cranes flew here to live here for a period of time at the end of August every year. Later, it got another name, Baihe Village.

I heard from my grandfather that the Tong family was a well-known landlord here during the period of the Republic of China. After years of wars and chaos, the family fortune in his generation has declined.

What's more, what he and his father couldn't think of, during the 10 years of turmoil, the secrets that grandpa didn't know were known by those villains. Many treasures were found, including ancient coins, gold and silver jewelry.

After several times of man-made looting, the glorious Tongjia old house in the past left only broken tiles and ruins to future generations.

The grandfather who devoted himself to joining the army left Yishui Village when he was a teenager, and soon changed from being a landlord to a poor peasant.

After the turmoil ended, the family conditions gradually improved. Grandpa entrusted the aunt's family in Yishui Village to renovate the old house, which restored 7% of its original appearance.

Arriving at the old house at noon, Tong Shaohua and I paid homage to many ancestors, and visited several elders who stayed behind in the village under the instructions of my grandfather.

It's dinner time, probably because I'm hungry, I ate 6 poached eggs which are rare on weekdays, plus 2 lion's heads.

Tong Shaohua is no more refined than me.

My aunt and uncle saw me wolfing down like him, and smiled and advised us to eat slowly.

Halfway through the meal, he remembered something and raised his head to look at the elder and explained, "Xuexi usually pays attention to her image when she eats, you don't know that she has been having stomach troubles on the way here today, and her strength can be regarded as recovered."

"Oh, that's how it is!" Uncle looked at me and Tong Shaohua and said, "Then how about a bowl of chicken?"

He and I couldn't hold it anymore, and when I heard what my uncle said, my head shook like a rattle, and he hurriedly said, "I'm full, no need."

In the middle of the night, because I was too full to digest, I groaned uncomfortably on the clear mahogany carved bed, "Are you going to die...why is it so uncomfortable...I don't want to be a dead ghost..."

I have to say, I am becoming more and more convinced of telepathy.

When I couldn't bear the tears, Tong Shaohua suddenly appeared beside the bed, with a worried expression on his face.

"Sissy, what's wrong with you?"

I watched him act like a baby in pain, "Brother...I'm so uncomfortable..."

He held my cold hand and asked nervously, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"It's really embarrassing..." I looked at the ceiling, shrunk my nose, and said full of grievances, "Tong Shaohua, I must have fallen in love with you and was punished by my ancestors."

"Impossible, how can there be such a thing?"

"It must be that the ancestors punished me for having abnormal thoughts about you, so they treated me like this."

Tong Shaohua sat on the edge of the bed, rubbed the acupuncture points on my hands, and responded angrily, "I think you are full and full of mouth talking nonsense. If it is punishment, then why am I fine?"

I was stunned for a moment, opened my mouth to say something, saw his frowning expression, and swallowed the words back.

After a while, Tong Shaohua felt that the treatment in the house was not effective, so he took my hand and walked on the country road.

I wanted to break free, but he held him even tighter. I looked around with a ghost in my heart, and reminded me in a low voice, "Don't do this, it's not good for relatives to see."

Tong Shaohua sneered, "In the middle of the night, in such an environment, it is normal for them to see a brother holding a sister's hand."

I can't say anything more about him, I hang my head shyly.

It was originally scheduled to start at 10:5 in the morning. Unexpectedly, after 2:[-], the harsh loudspeaker broadcast was played in the village. For him and me who did not go back to our room until [-]:[-], it was torture.

(End of this chapter)