I used rebirth to bury his captivating gaze.

Chapter 2 The Frolicking in the Compound

The little girl looked out the window. Yuqiu was explaining to the old lady that what she made for Yuhan last night was a porridge made from the cornmeal that the production team had distributed as rations to the whole family last year in the west warehouse.

Yuqiu did not steal the old lady's precious malted milk powder. Instead, it was the two iron cans of malted milk powder that her husband, Zou Jun, brought back from work three days ago as a gift for his mother-in-law and father-in-law.

Yang Chong, the eldest brother in the courtyard, had just returned home after going to work with Zou Jun. The five large loaves of bread he brought home were snatched up by several children in the courtyard within half a quarter of an hour. The old lady was so angry that she stood in the courtyard and cursed for two days and two nights.

The old-fashioned large bread from that era disappeared in later generations. When people eat large bread in later generations, they only imitate its appearance; they can never taste the original tangy and fragrant flavor!

"Grandma, please don't be angry. It's not good for your health if you get upset. I made corn porridge for Yuhan as soon as she woke up this morning. I didn't take your malted milk powder. Did you and Grandpa eat it? I'll ask Zou Jun to buy some for you." Yuqiu held the old lady's hand and discussed it with her.

"Buy my ass, this is what Zou Jun brought back from a mission where he went out to dig trenches with the brigade."

"Grandma, it's the same as buying it."

"Same my foot! Even if your boyfriend agrees to buy it for me, your future in-laws, who are notoriously stingy, wouldn't be willing to spend that much money."

"Grandma Xingxing, you're absolutely right."

"Grandma and the others stole your malted milk powder in the middle of the night, and I didn't even get a single bite. You're so biased, giving it to that little vixen." Yang Yumei, standing in the west wing, said disdainfully with her melon-seed-like face raised.

"How could I not know? I know exactly who goes to the outhouse in the west of the yard in the middle of the night to poop and what kind of poop they do, not to mention that they stole my malted milk powder."

"Grandma, you went to the outhouse in the middle of the night? Did you eat too much malted milk powder and get a stomachache? Why don't you let me try some malted milk powder? I keep watching you drink it by yourself, it's so noisy for your dear granddaughter. Hehe!"

"Get out of here and stop talking nonsense."

"Grandma, you shouldn't scold me. You should scold that bad person who stole food from the south room."

As he was speaking, "smack!" A heavy slap landed on his arrogant, oval face.

"You dare hit me, you food-stealing country bumpkin! Why didn't you fall off your bike and die? Why did you wake up and watch me tear your pretty face to shreds?"

Yuqiu quickly intervened to break up the fight.

In the midst of their playful antics, the loudspeaker in the production brigade office suddenly blared, "Attention, members! Attention, members! Listen carefully, Brigade Leader Wang has something to say..."

The fighting continued in the courtyard. Yuqiu continued to try to break up the fight, but the old lady took sides. She moved her slender, crooked body under her legs, revealing a pair of small feet wearing black cloth pointed shoes.

The old lady held onto Yu Han's arms, preventing her from hitting Yu Mei. Yu Han glanced at the old lady, curled her lips, and then gently swung her arms. The old lady almost fell over, swaying twice before being caught by Yu Qiu.

Yang Yuhan raised her hand again and slapped Yu Mei's other half of her face. Both cheeks instantly turned red, and Yu Mei frantically scratched at Yang Yuhan's fair face.

Seeing that Yu Mei was about to succeed, the old lady stepped forward and pushed Yu Han's back, bringing her face closer to Yu Mei's outstretched claws that scratched her.

The old lady was just getting revenge when this perverted and unfilial son dumped her, and she almost fell over.

Yu Han raised one foot and stomped hard on the old woman's toes. A cry of "Ouch!" was heard, but she stopped breathing.

Yu Mei's two sharp, long claws were just a millimeter away from grabbing Yu Han's face. Yu Han suddenly dodged, but Yu Mei's hooked claws missed their mark.

Right after a heavy rain, the ground is slippery, making it easy for people to slip and fall. If it drizzles continuously, the ground will become soaked and muddy, and your rain boots will get stuck in the mud and you won't be able to pull your feet out.

Due to the strong inertia of the forward force, Yu Mei's body suddenly lost its momentum, and Yu Han's body fell face down, shaped like a tortoise shell.

In her past life, Yu Han bought a book on practicing "Iron Palm" martial arts. It had illustrations and written instructions, and she practiced it once every morning and evening for over ten years. She mastered the basics and could handle a few thugs without any problem. She also practiced techniques for quick dodging.

She didn't even need her "Iron Palm" technique to deal with them! Just using her lightning-fast dodging skills would be enough to overwhelm them.

Why would we need her "Iron Palm" technique? It's like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut! Kung Fu!

The loudspeaker continued broadcasting, as if intentionally providing accompaniment to the cousins' fight.

Suddenly, Yu Mei jumped up, grabbed the old lady's arm, and cried, "Grandma, don't give her school tuition. Just let her go sell cutting boards by riding her bike to sell them. Keep letting her fall, and it would be best if she fell to her death."

Then he glared fiercely at Yang Yuhan, who was staring at him menacingly.

"Your grandma's legs are all bad. You two are fighting and dragging me into it. You wretched girl, you wicked hussy, you stomped on my feet. It's all thanks to society these days that you girls are so lucky. In the past, you big-footed girls would have to have your feet bound like mine, and then you'd still have the strength to stomp on people."

"...The villagers heard the news..."

"Damn it, she has no chance of going to school. As long as I'm alive, she can forget about going to school."

"Hehe! Who are you? I don't know you at all. Even if I go to school, it's not up to you to decide! I still have parents."

“She’s our grandma, don’t you remember her?” Yuqiu said softly as she massaged the old lady’s feet.

"You brat, you're still being stubborn. I'll beat you to death."

"Go ahead and try to get up and fight."

"You brat." The old lady helped Yuqiu up by the shoulder, but after staggering a couple of times, she sat down helplessly on a rock.

"Ha ha!"

Outside the main gate, onlookers gathered and laughed loudly at the people inside the courtyard.

"Shut up, all of you! Aren't you ashamed of yourselves? You've made such a racket that we can't even hear what the village loudspeaker is saying."

An old man, holding a long pipe, slowly walked out of the east wing of the courtyard, puffing out smoke from his old yellow pipe while spitting out words!

"Grandpa, Yang Yuhan is greedy and stole Grandma's malted milk powder. Sister Yuqiu secretly gave that country bumpkin some of Grandma's malted milk powder to her in the middle of the night." Yumei ran over and clung to her grandfather, speaking obediently.

Yu Mei then proudly curled the corners of her lips at Yu Han, snorted coldly, and cursed inwardly, "Just wait until Grandpa scolds you for being a country bumpkin who steals food."

Grandpa scolded her to death, and Yu Mei was happy. She smashed herself into the same miserable state as before, so that the people at the gate could watch and laugh at her, and she could get revenge!

Just as Yu Mei was thinking about what her grandfather was saying, he spoke up, "Alright, everyone, disperse. The brigade loudspeaker wasn't saying anything about checking the corn harvesting tasks assigned to each household on the brigade wall. What's wrong with you all? Why are you coming to my house? Have you even cleared the snow in front of your own houses?"

"Grandpa, it hasn't snowed yet. The people you should scold are the ones who steal food, not them." Yu Mei's cheerful face suddenly turned cold.

"Yu Mei, be quiet."

"grandfather……"

Yang Wei has been a powerful figure in Daxing'an Village since his youth, and his power matches his name.

As soon as Yang Wei finished speaking, the onlookers all scattered in a flash.

The two middle-aged women at the back, who were usually gossipy, walked slowly while grumbling, "It would be foolish not to watch the excitement, and they even said we should go home and sweep the snow in front of our own houses."

“Zhang Cuihua, you’re right. The snow in front of our house is whiter than the snow in front of the Yang family’s house.”

"Alright, let's go to the brigade first to check the list of those who can help us harvest corn, and then we'll go home to make lunch. The kids will come home from school and eat lunch soon."

"Yeah, after watching it, I'll go home, cook, and eat my fill. I'm looking forward to seeing even better shows from the Yang family."

"Haha. Wu Sanbao, I appreciate your kind words. Then we'll wait and see what the Yang family's big show will be like!"

The Yang family compound fell silent!

"That's right, Grandpa, it's all her fault that we've brought shame to our family."

"Alright, Yumei, stop talking. I don't even want to drink that malted milk powder stuff. Yuhan just woke up and is weak, so it's fine for her to eat a little. Besides, you and your grandma are just framing Yuqiu and Yuhan. They didn't touch your grandma's malted milk powder at all. Yuhan ate cornmeal porridge."

"Grandpa, you can't be serious, do you have any proof?"

"I have no evidence, but I have a witness, and that witness is your grandfather, me."

"What!"

"What? I went to the outhouse several times last night because I ate malted milk powder and got an upset stomach. I saw Yu Han eating it. The room was so bright with the incandescent light bulbs and there were no curtains, anyone could see it. You're just lying through your teeth."

"Alright, stop nagging. Go back to your room and do your homework."

"Why should Grandpa have the right?"

"What? Why? Go back inside, or you won't be able to study either. Save the money for your second cousin's wedding."

"Hmph! Grandpa, you win!" she said angrily, turning around and running away, deliberately bumping into Yang Yuhan's shoulder on the way.

As she ran back to the west wing, she was still puzzled. She couldn't understand why her grandfather, who usually favored her, had suddenly changed and was now favoring that country bumpkin.

Yang Yuhan ignored her, only raising the corners of his mouth in disdain as she ran off to the west wing in a daze!

"Yu Mei, you brat, how dare you say your grandfather is ruthless? It's all because I spoil you too much."

With a loud bang, Yang Yumei slammed the door shut as she entered the west wing!

The old man opened his mouth in anger, but was immediately calmed down by Yuqiu, who ran up to him.

Yang Yuhan remained standing in the same spot, motionless.

"Yuqiu, why don't you take Yuhan and go to the brigade? Didn't you hear Captain Wang speaking over the loudspeaker? And you still want to help your sister fight." The old man went back into the house, puffing out white smoke from his long pipe.

"Grandpa, I didn't help them fight, I was trying to break it up. Grandpa misunderstood me, Grandma..." Yuqiu almost burst into tears.

"Yuqiu, what are you going to say? Damn it, get out of here! No girl is any good!" The old lady said, then walked toward the east wing.

"Grandpa was biased by Grandma, it has nothing to do with my third sister. She scolded us girls for being no good. Grandma never had a little girl's life."

The old lady was about to turn around and hit Yu Han in anger when the old man pulled her away to the east wing.

At the entrance of the village committee.

Afterwards, the two sisters ran to the village's west brigade office to look at the posters. On a large white sheet of paper on one wall was a list of the production team members' labor division and matching for harvesting corn.

Sure enough, the eerie figure in the little girl's hazy dream, the one crying for help in reality, is right at the very top of the big white paper of this poster, just like the man in her dream who tore her apart and destroyed her!

After looking at it, the two turned around and went back. She remembered the dirt road home, as she retained some of the original owner's memories.

How should she tell Yuqiu about this? In her previous life, the girl was an only child with no other siblings.

The advantage of having an only child is that the parents are young and can walk a long road with the child. The parents are young and capable of working to support the child's future.

The female protagonist's mother in her previous life was a successful person, but she also had her own unfulfilled wishes, so she placed her unfulfilled dream of becoming a doctor on her only daughter, Yang Yuhan.

Therefore, Yu Han was a female doctor at a hospital in her previous life.

The two casually walked to the gate of what appeared to be a traditional courtyard house, the original owner's home. Yang Yuhan paused for a moment and looked at the rural courtyard.

The courtyard was large, with thatched roofs covering the earthen walls of the main houses in the east, south, west, and north. There was also a large adobe house on the west side, filled with a year's worth of rations and miscellaneous items for the entire family. Of course, the rations were for farmers after the production team contracted out their land to individual households. Separated from the storage shed by a wall was the large kitchen of the courtyard.

Now it's production team collective labor, and the grain rations allocated to farmers are calculated based on work points for the entire family.

She glanced at the somewhat unsatisfactory earthen courtyard for a moment, then gritted her teeth and followed closely behind into the unfamiliar new house.

Of course, as a city dweller from later generations, and the only daughter of a well-off family with a knowledgeable background, a doctor in the obstetrics and gynecology department of the Seventh Central Hospital, and also the female director of the obstetrics and gynecology department, how could she look down on the dilapidated thatched house of this era?

Even so, she still enjoys the harmonious way people visit relatives in this era!

In later generations, the pursuit of money led to many relatives severing ties.

Being reborn is her greatest fortune. Even coming to this inconspicuous mud house is a stroke of luck. Since she's here, she might as well make the best of it!

She decided to find a reasonable explanation to dissuade Yang Yuqiu from her impending doom!