The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

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The group stayed at the cowshed for a long time. After saying goodbye to the old men, they came out. The night sky was already full of stars, and the bright moonlight shone on the country road, spreading a layer of silver light.

Jiang Xiechuan then realized what had happened. He slapped his forehead, scratching his head with an embarrassed expression: "Oh no, I forgot to ask the brigade leader to rent a house!"

Previously, when the families of educated youth came to visit, they would rent an empty room in the educated youth compound to stay temporarily.

Today, I was so happy that Mu Yan was his younger sister that I completely forgot about where my parents would be staying that night.

Upon hearing Jiang Xiechuan's words, Jiang Muyan turned to look at Meng Wanqiu:

"Why don't you stay with me tonight? My room has a big kang (heated brick bed), and there are enough blankets!"

Jiang Xiechuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately looked at Jiang Mingqian:

"Dad, why don't you squeeze in with me and Brother Fu? You've seen the kang (heated brick bed) in my room; it can comfortably sleep four or five people!"

Jiang Mingqian chuckled and patted his son on the shoulder, "Great! Thank you three kids for your help!"

"What Dad said is no excuse!" Jiang Xiechuan quickly waved his hand, but secretly worried that his parents might not be used to the hard heated kang bed in the countryside.

Fu Moxuan also spoke up at the opportune moment:

"Uncle Jiang, I have a new quilt. It gets chilly here at night, so it'll come in handy."

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In just a few words, the group finalized the accommodations for Jiang Mingqian and Meng Wanqiu.

Back at the educated youth compound, Jiang Muyan first led Meng Wanqiu to get a change of clothes, and then had Jiang Xiechuan move all the bags they had brought to his dormitory.

Looking at the table piled high with things, Jiang Muyan felt a surge of warmth in her heart, but she was also a little embarrassed to accept them all.

Meng Wanqiu noticed her concerns and said with a smile, "These are only part of it. We sent some other things by express delivery, and they will take a few more days to arrive."

As she spoke, she untied several packages and took out clothes from inside. "These were all bought especially for you. Try them on in a bit and see if they fit."

Jiang Muyan looked at the most fashionable clothes of the moment, estimated that the sizes fit her perfectly, and became increasingly embarrassed:

"You don't actually need to buy any more. You still have several new clothes that your third brother brought you a while ago that you haven't worn yet."

Meng Wanqiu smiled and gently ruffled her hair, her eyes filled with tenderness:

"Silly child, it's different. I bought it for you before because you saved your grandmother; but this time it's different. This is for my own daughter, it's a mother's heartfelt gift."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened slightly. When she learned recently that her biological daughter had been living away from home, she suffered agonizing days and nights, unsure if she could find her child, or even if her child was still alive.

Fortunately, they were lucky enough to find her so easily. Fortunately, she was able to buy new clothes for her daughter herself and stay by her daughter's side. This is so good!

Hearing this, Jiang Muyan felt a lump in her throat. Was this what motherly love was? So warm, so precious, it was wonderful!

That night, Meng Wanqiu talked with Jiang Muyan for a long time.

Later, still worried about her daughter having to go to work the next day, she held back many unspoken thoughts and urged Muyan to rest early.

Meng Wanqiu herself was so excited that she couldn't sleep for a long time. Seeing her biological daughter for the first time, she felt an indescribable closeness to her. Her daughter was so beautiful, so outstanding—far more outstanding than she had ever imagined!

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The next day, Meng Wanqiu, who always got up early, woke up a little late. She put on her clothes and got up, only to see Jiang Muyan already busy in the kitchen, the stove fire was burning brightly, and the vegetables in the iron pot were sizzling.

Meng Wanqiu looked apologetic: "Mu Yan, I overslept today." It was all her fault for being too happy last night, tossing and turning thinking about her daughter, and not getting a good night's sleep.

Jiang Muyan turned around and smiled as she stir-fried the vegetables:

"You took such a long train ride the other day, you must be exhausted. You should have rested more."

Meng Wanqiu was warmed by her daughter's thoughtfulness; she had never felt such warmth from Jiang Chuyao. She smiled and rubbed her eyes.

"I'll go wash up first, and I'll come over to help right away."

Jiang Muyan nodded: "Okay, please take your time."

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With the help of Jiang Mingqian and Meng Wanqiu, Jiang Muyan and the other two felt much more relaxed over the next two days.

Every day after work, there would always be warm and delicious meals waiting for her in the dormitory. Her dirty clothes would also be washed clean by Meng Wanqiu, dried, folded neatly, and placed on the bedside table.

That day, after lunch, Jiang Xiechuan patted his round belly and looked at Meng Wanqiu with a smile: "Mom, it's so good to have you two here. I don't want you to leave."

Meng Wanqiu looked at her youngest son, her heart filled with emotion. These past two years, thanks to Xie Chuan taking care of her grandparents in the countryside, she wouldn't have been able to live in peace in Beijing. She raised her hand to touch Jiang Xie Chuan's cheek and whispered:

"Xie Chuan, you've lost weight."

Upon hearing his mother's words, Jiang Xiechuan couldn't help but grin.

"Mom, your gaze has finally shifted from my little sister to me!"

His mother has been here for two days, and her eyes and heart are only for her little sister. Now she has finally noticed him. This is really not easy!

However, seeing the guilty look in his mother's eyes, he quickly added:

"Mom, I'm only thin because I'm growing! Besides, I have plenty to eat and wear here. You send me money and food, and there's even wild game from the mountains. I won't go hungry!"

Speaking of wild game, Jiang Xiechuan looked at Jiang Muyan: "Little sister, where's Brother Fu? After work today, let's go up the mountain again and hunt some wild game!"

During this time, he also learned to set some simple traps from Fu Moxuan, and he was eager to try his skills.

Jiang Muyan thought to herself that she probably wouldn't be able to go up the mountain today, and she wouldn't be able to go up the mountain for the next few days either.

However, she didn't say it aloud; instead, she earnestly answered her third brother's question:

"I just saw Fu Moxuan carrying a bucket; he must have gone to the well to fetch water."

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At the same time, Fu Moxuan was drawing water from the well. The well water was clear and cold, and just as the bucket was half full, he heard footsteps behind him.

At first, Fu Moxuan assumed it was another educated youth coming to fetch water and paid no attention.

He then realized something was wrong with the person who had come, and his heart sank slightly. He straightened up and looked back.

Upon seeing Lin Yuexi, who was also carrying a bucket of water, Fu Moxuan frowned slightly, continued filling the bucket, and just wanted to fill it up and leave as soon as possible.

"Fu Moxuan, I'm leaving here now!" Lin Yuexi spoke first, her tone carrying a hint of deliberate superiority.

Fu Moxuan ignored him, as if he hadn't heard anything, and continued with his work, as this was none of his business.

Seeing his coldness, Lin Yuexi's anger surged instantly. This Fu Moxuan had already retired from the army; he was just a rural educated youth. She really didn't understand why he was still so arrogant!

She's about to return to Beijing. Her parents have already found her a stable job. How could Fu Moxuan, who stays in this remote mountain village, compare to her future?

"Fu Moxuan, do you regret not choosing me?" She raised her voice, with a hint of provocation.

Fu Moxuan remained silent. In his eyes, the woman in front of him was not even a stranger, but merely an eyesore.

Seeing that he still wouldn't pay attention to her, Lin Yuexi decided to give up and her tone became sharp:

"From now on, you'll only be fit to stay in this remote mountain village. Oh, and with a woman like Jiang Muyan, tell me, what kind of life can she give you? Just to get by in the countryside!"

The moment those words fell, Fu Moxuan had just filled the bucket with water. He turned around slowly, carrying the bucket, his gaze as cold as ice, staring directly at Lin Yuexi. His voice was deep and chilling:

"You are not even as good as one of Mu Yan's fingers."

After saying that, he stopped looking at Lin Yuexi's stunned and embarrassed face, picked up the bucket, and strode towards the educated youth compound.