I used rebirth to bury his captivating gaze.

Chapter 20 White gauze scarf

"As soon as you left, Diao Yan came to our house. She told me that she found a love letter that Yu Qiu wrote to her fourth uncle in the drawer of Yu Han's study desk in the west room of the south wing."

"Ah!" Zou Jun's bicycle wobbled a couple of times, then he said, "Mom, don't listen to her nonsense. How could Fourth Uncle and Yuqiu be related as uncle and niece?"

"What? That handsome young man isn't Yuqiu's biological fourth uncle? If he were, why would I be in such a hurry to ride my bicycle to chase after you back? We wouldn't need a premarital checkup. We'd be relieved if he were her biological fourth uncle. It's only because he's not her biological fourth uncle that there's danger. The danger has arrived."

"Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? What danger is coming? Uncle, you've confused me."

"You need to ride carefully and don't get dizzy and make me fall. I fell several times on my way here. If I hadn't been in such a hurry to catch up with you, I wouldn't have dared to ride this thing. I almost broke my bones because of you."

Zou Jun rode his bicycle on the right side of the dirt road, with Yu Yanli's incessant nagging in his ears!

Suddenly, a red tractor from the village sped past on the dirt road to the left of the bicycle, with tall, full sacks of hemp in the back of the tractor.

Yang Yuhan, sitting on the left side of the front of the red tractor, stretched out one arm and waved to Zou Jun and his mother, who were riding bicycles behind her.

Sitting on the right are the backs of a man and a woman sitting close together!

When Zou Jun saw the man and woman sitting together on the tractor, he suddenly felt dizzy, lost control of his bicycle, and fell down with the bike.

“Emma, ​​you silly son, I told you to be careful riding your bicycle, but you were so distracted that you almost broke my bones.”

"You still dare to talk? It's because your mouth hasn't stopped the whole way, you've been nagging on and on." Zou Jun said as he picked up his bicycle.

“I’m just nagging you a bit, and you’re already out of your mind. Didn’t you see Yuqiu and her fourth uncle sitting together on the red tractor that just drove by?”

"Alright. Are you going to sit or not? If not, you can walk back."

“Zou Jun, you’re acting strangely today. You never used to talk to me like this. How can I walk more than ten miles without sitting down?”

"Then hurry up and get in."

"Look at you, don't be angry, just consider it Mom's fault."

"It was your fault to begin with. Why are you always going on about Yuqiu with that third aunt?"

"Okay, okay, let's not research it anymore. That's right, I didn't like Yuqiu much at first either. How come I suddenly lost her? Maybe people are just perverse. Before her handsome fourth uncle appeared in her family, I didn't think much of Yuqiu. But now that her fourth uncle is on the list, I think she's precious."

"Stop nagging, about this and that. Are you going to sit down or not?"

"Sit my ass! You want me to fall over? Look, the bicycle frame is all bent from a fall. How can you even sit on it?"

It was only then that Zou Jun noticed that the main beam of the vehicle was bent at a 30-degree angle.

"Then you go home first, I'll go to the commune to find a car repair stall to fix the car."

"I'm completely useless today, what a terrible day. Look at the Yang family, riding home on a red tractor." Yu Yanli muttered, not even glancing at Zou Jun, and walked straight south along the dirt road leading home.

Zou Jun turned the car around by himself, then turned around and pushed it forward a few steps. Looking back, he saw Yu Yanli walking slowly south.

His anger subsided, and he began to sympathize with her. Then, he stopped the car and the woman in front of him and shouted loudly, "If you can't walk, just wait here while I fix the car."

There was no reply from the woman in front. Then he muttered to himself, "It's good that you're out and about. Staying at home all the time isn't a good thing. Gossipy old women are just bored."

He didn't mean his biological mother.

Evening, Yang Family Courtyard.

On the heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) in the west room of the south wing, several children sat anxiously waiting. Uncle Si took out gifts he had brought for everyone in the compound from his large gray canvas bag.

Gifts by Category

There was a black radio cassette player, a short tobacco pipe, a large white tin three-section electromagnetic flashlight, and two bottles of malted milk powder.

A paper packet of brown sugar, two pairs of men's cotton gloves, six pounds of medium-thick wool yarn in pink, purple, and red (enough to knit three large girls' weights), and three sets of bamboo knitting needles.

Two light blue and white "Dacron" shirts. Two white curtains and two sets of embroidery needles, two pairs of red and pink silk ribbons for little girls to tie their braids, and five picture books.

Uncle Si saw everyone looking at him with joy and anxiety, eager to get their hands on the item immediately. Then he said, "You can all choose for yourselves, see which one suits you better. Each person can only have one item, and several people cannot try to take the same one at the same time."

"Hurry up and get it, I've been waiting for a while." Diao Yan kept her eyes on the items, occasionally glancing at Yu Han's desk drawer.

"Mom, nobody's in a hurry, why are you?" Yang Zhi, sitting on the edge of the kang, twitched his lips, glanced at his cousin Yang Chong sitting opposite him with an expressionless face, and then turned to look at the girls.

The people in the compound gathered in the west room of the south wing, waiting to receive their gifts.

Just yesterday at noon, Uncle's son Yang Chong's wife and child returned home from her parents' home in another province and sat on the heated kang to admire these rare items.

Yang Chong is the oldest third-generation resident in the compound.

Yang Chong's wife is 28 years older than him. They got married through an introduction and have a son and a daughter, who is six years old and their son is five years old.

Before long, everyone took their appropriate gifts from Fourth Uncle and left quietly. There was no commotion.

Then those who had received their items returned to their respective rooms. Only the original residents of the west wing and the fourth uncle remained in the house. As for Yang Zhannan in the east wing, he lay on the kang (a heated brick bed) and did not participate.

Fourth Uncle watched as the Yuqiu and Yuhan sisters fiddled with their pink yarn. He smiled, and then, taking advantage of their pause, turned around, opened his large backpack again, and took out two long red and white scarves, which he suddenly placed in front of the sisters.

"Wow! A white scarf, so beautiful! Fourth Uncle, you're so kind!"

Yang Yuhan tossed aside the pink chunky yarn in her hand, picked up the white scarf, stood up, and draped it around her neck. "Wow! It's so long! It reaches my knees. How romantic it would be to attend a class reunion with this!"

Such scarves are outdated in later generations, but she still loves them.

As for her fourth uncle's other gifts, she didn't want to look at them, including the pink yarn for knitting sweaters. She just joined in the fun, thinking it was better than the patched clothes she was wearing now.

She smugly imagined herself on the heated kang bed, envisioning a high school reunion from her past life, on a grassy field, with him among the reunions. She raised the white scarf high in both hands and danced gracefully!

Yang Yuqiu happily picked up the only red silk scarf, as she didn't particularly like red but preferred the white one.

"Yu Han gave me a fountain pen."

"Ah, a silver fountain pen, how beautiful! Fourth Uncle, you're so kind. I feel like I've seen this pen somewhere before..."

"I knew you loved studying when you were little. I bought it for you as soon as I found it in town. It's been sitting there for a few years. I brought it back for you this time."

"Alright, it's getting late, I'm going back to the north wing to sleep."

"Okay, thank you, Fourth Uncle. Third Sister, I'd like to admire the pen a little longer; could you give it to Fourth Uncle?"

"Okay, Fourth Uncle, I'll see you off. And thank you for the beautiful gift!"

Yang Zhanbei walked in front, and Yu Qiu walked behind. After a while, Yang Zhanbei stopped to wait for Yu Qiu, and then they walked together again.

At that moment, a woman's eyes were watching the two of them.