Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"Ugh~ Where are you touching me~"

"Lu Weiguo, look at you, so impatient! Hurry up and finish this round, and we'll make room for you!"

"As expected, the wildflowers smell sweeter than the garden flowers. Weiguo, does your wife know about your relationship with her childhood friend?"

A ray of morning sun shone through the broken window of the small house, and Lu Weiguo, whose hand was still inside Zhao Yangyang's vest, seemed to be in a daze.

Then he looked incredulously at the five or six hooligans in front of him.

In his distant memory, this was his base for playing cards with his cronies after he got married, and it was also the beginning of his downfall.

He was in his early twenties, with both a son and a daughter, and should have been living a stable and fulfilling life.

But he couldn't resist the temptation and listened to the slander of his wife's childhood friend Zhao Yangyang, and began to despise his wife who was becoming more and more haggard for the sake of the family.

He spends all his time gambling and fooling around with this bunch of cronies.

Since ancient times, gambling and prostitution have been inseparable. Under the scheme of this group, all the grain coupons he had saved up over the years were lost.

In the end, even the last cotton-padded coat for his wife and children was lost to these beasts.

That winter, Li Xiulian, who was starving, cold, and without even firewood to start a fire, was utterly despondent.

She was holding her child in her arms when she froze to death on a snowy night with temperatures below -30 degrees Celsius.

It was only when Lu Weiguo saw his wife, who was still using her body heat to protect her children before she died, that he suddenly realized the truth.

But it was all too late.

The contempt of his fair-weather friends, and the ridicule of his wife's childhood friend Zhao Yangyang.

And the resentful looks in both sets of parents' eyes.

At that time, having chosen to escape, he was too ashamed to remain in the village.

He traveled all over the country, relying on his sense of guilt and hard work, and managed to make a name for himself by taking advantage of the reform.

But the wound in my heart will never heal.

Until his death, he returned to his hometown for the first time and knelt before the graves of his wife and children.

Recalling his wife Li Xiulian's eyes, which she couldn't close even before she died, Lu Weiguo knelt down and couldn't get up.

Unexpectedly, when I opened my eyes again, I had been reborn!

Thinking of this, Lu Weiguo unconsciously clenched his fists tightly.

"Ouch! What are you doing! You're hurting me!"

Zhao Yangyang frowned and cursed angrily, the contempt in his eyes finally disappearing under the stimulation of pain.

"Pah, you filthy bitch, stop pretending to be innocent with that high-pitched voice. You sound so childish, I wish I'd strangle you!"

Lu Weiguo stood up, glared at Zhao Yangyang with a look of disgust, and then hurriedly walked out of the small house towards his own home.

The cold wind at dawn made me more and more awake.

Having confirmed his rebirth, Lu Weiguo's first thought was to go home and see the wife and children he had missed his entire previous life.

Meanwhile, inside the house, they watched Lu Weiguo's departing figure.

Zhao Yangyang was lost in thought.

She introduced her childhood friend Li Xiulian, who was even prettier than her, to Lu Weiguo because she didn't want Li Xiulian to be living a better life than her.

Unexpectedly, Lu Weiguo, a third-generation poor farmer, was so hardworking. After separating from his original family, the family of four's life got better and better.

That's when she decided to use her body to lure Lu Weiguo into gambling.

Everything was going so smoothly, but today, even when I touched her proudest spot, the one place that could only compare to Li Xiuqin's, I couldn't find a way to get her to do it.

Even that didn't spur Lu Weiguo to continue playing.

In 1978, Fendou Village was poor, truly poor.

After two consecutive years of natural disasters, the only food source was coarse grains grown in the ground and crushed peanut shells.

Walking into the village from the well at the entrance, you see a bumpy dirt road lined with low adobe houses on both sides.

A few roosters crowed, white smoke billowed from the chimneys of every house, and several children, around thirteen or fourteen years old, wore ill-fitting clothes.

Rubbing his eyes and yawning, he carried a bucket to the village entrance to fetch water.

However, after seeing Lu Weiguo clearly, all the children would stay far away, afraid of getting tainted by his bad luck.

It took Lu Weiguo less than a year to go from a hardworking farmer to a gambler despised by everyone.

Gambling is a deadly thing!

Lu Weiguo's house is the last one at the west end of the village. It was newly built after the family split up. The adobe bricks are still relatively new and there is no moss growing on them.

But the sold windows were now covered with newspapers, making the house look even more desolate.

When he arrived at his doorstep, Lu Weiguo felt inexplicably nervous.

He took a deep breath of fresh air and smacked his head hard.

Only then did I have the courage to push open the door.

"Dad, Jia Huan just fell asleep, please don't scare her, okay?"

Before Lu Weiguo could speak, the little boy, who seemed used to Lu Weiguo's scolding, hugged his one-year-old sister tightly.

Those clear black and white eyes kept flashing as they looked at Lu Weiguo with a pleading expression.

"May your family prosper, may your family be happy~"

Lu Weiguo stared intently at the two children, his body trembling uncontrollably.

A warm current surged from my chest, and tears streamed down my face uncontrollably.

Yes!

He really was reborn, it wasn't a dream, he really came back!

"Jiacheng, come here and let Daddy give you a hug."

Lu Weiguo's lips trembled as he opened his arms.

"dad."

Seeing Lu Weiguo like this, Jia Cheng, who had just come of age, was not happy at all; instead, his body trembled even more.

"Dad, Mom made us some corn porridge, but we haven't drunk it yet. Why don't you drink mine? We don't eat much, can we not give it to my sister when she passes away?"

Guilt and remorse.

Hearing Jia Cheng's words, he recalled that at this time in his previous life, he had indeed considered "giving" Jia Huan to a high school teacher's family in the county town through Zhao Yangyang's introduction.

According to his cronies, the high school teacher was a dead child and would definitely treat Jia Huan well, so that Lu Jia Huan would have a better living environment in the future.

But only they knew that the real purpose was to make Lu Weiguo lose all the money from selling his child to them.

"Jiacheng, I'm sorry, the rumors outside are all false. Dad promises you, I will never send my sister away."

You two are the apple of my eye, how could I bear to let you leave?

Lu Weiguo got up, took out the hot corn porridge from the pot, and placed it in front of Jia Cheng.

Lu Jiacheng hesitated for a moment before blowing on it and taking small sips.

I only drank half of it before stopping, leaving the rest for Jia Huan.

Seeing this scene, Lu Weiguo felt even more distressed, wondering how much of a beast he had been in his past life.

They're not even as sensible as a child.

They even had to sell the children's cotton-padded clothes!

Now that he has been reborn, he is determined to give his wife and children a good life!

"Jiacheng, drink all the porridge. I'll make some more for Jiahuan when she wakes up."

Upon hearing this, Jia Cheng quickly shook his head.

"This is the last bit of food we have at home. Mom went to the field early this morning to pick up corn kernels. If she can't find any, my sister won't have anything to eat today."

It is said that children from poor families mature early.

Jia Cheng, who was only four years old, had no trace of childlike innocence in his eyes.

Blame it?

Thinking of this, Lu Weiguo wished he could slap himself a few times!

There were also wives who, before dawn, would go to the fields to collect the leftover kernels from the corn harvest.

They get up earlier than the chickens and go to bed later than the dogs.

High school students who once held pens now have to toil in the fields with their bare hands to earn a living.

She even disliked her hands, which were covered in calluses!

"Jiacheng, are you still hungry? I'll go to the field and bring your mother back."

Then I'll go get you something to eat, and I promise I'll never let you go hungry again!