Transmigrating into a Book in the 1980s: I Conduct Scientific Research on an Island

When they met on a narrow road, Song Wenjun stared at the couple at the front of the queue with a sinister smile on his face.

"Your sister is really rich. Every time she goes to the county town, she brings back things in large and small bundles." The sour taste in Lin Qianqian's words could be heard for two miles.

Song Wenhao said with a sullen face, "Qianqian, don't talk to her, she has the face of a nouveau riche."

"Hey, the villain succeeds!"

Song Wenhao squeezed his wife's hand and said that he was right, his sister was a villain, and no matter what happened to her in the future, he would never say a kind word to her.

After getting off the boat, Lin Deshui was waiting at the dock on his motorcycle.

"Sister Wenjun, you are back. I have been waiting for a long time."

"Lin Deshui, pick it up and help me transport the things back first."

She bought some cotton and went back to the village to ask Aunt Li and others to help make cotton-padded jackets and trousers for several children.

The pier is too far from the village, so I have to think about buying a car.

Seeing Lin Deshui being so attentive in front of Song Wenjun, Song Wenjun frowned in anger.

"Deshui, go back and see mom when you have time. She misses you very much," Lin Qianqian said.

"I know." Lin Deshui said impatiently.

"What's your attitude? Mom is old and in poor health. You are my son, shouldn't you stay around to take care of them?"

Lin Deshui looked at her in surprise, "I said Lin Qianqian, are you okay? I am a son, but you are a daughter. If you don't like it, why don't you take your parents to take care of you?"

"you!"

Not wanting to lose the price in front of Song Wenjun, Lin Qianqian glared at her brother fiercely, turned around and left.

"Lin Deshui, please send the things back quickly, and then come back to pick up these children." Song Wenjun urged.

Lu Jiaming was told to take her three children back to the village. She stayed at the dock, found Jiang Yi's boat, and asked for some wire. "What the hell is this?"

Jiang Yi was cleaning up on the boat. As soon as he turned around, he saw something like a gun in Song Wenjun's hand.

"I promised to buy a small toy for Jiaming, didn't I forget it? It's a temporary fix."

"Wenjun, your hands are so skillful. Everything in your hands seems to come alive."

Jiang Yi picked it up and accidentally pulled the mechanism, and an iron nail came out.

"Oh my god, this thing is very lethal. Wenjun, I don't spoil children like you. What if you hurt someone?"

"Uncle, you're right, you can't let them play with it."

Song Wenjun laughed and dismantled the thing again, waving to Jiang Yi, "It's getting dark, uncle, I'm leaving, you should go back early."

After turning a corner, she got into the woods nearby and calculated her steps. Song Wenhao and Lin Qianqian should be almost at the entrance of the village now.

Their village is located on high and low rocks, and the flat land is concentrated behind the village, and the Song family lives there. Under normal circumstances, Song Wenhao would take a shortcut.

"Qianqian, be careful. Half of the road here was washed away by the waves. I will talk to the villagers tomorrow. If the road is not repaired, something will happen sooner or later."

"I forgot to bring a flashlight today. Every time I walk here I get scared and the flashlight's light is not strong." Lin Qianqian couldn't help complaining.

When it comes to the four natural villages on the island, which one has the best natural conditions, it has to be Chishuigou Village.

This girl's life is really good. After marrying Lu Yunting, her parents-in-law died within three years. It's not like she has conflicts between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

"It's too late for my mother to blame me again, Wenhao, I'm really more and more afraid of my mother now."

"No way? My mother has always treated you as her own daughter, and she won't say anything about you."

Lin Qianqian curled her lips, and suddenly her feet slipped, and she heard a "muffled groan". Lin Qianqian rolled into a ravine five meters away, with the rough sea below.