TRANSMIGRATED TO THE 80S TO BECOME STEPMOTHERS FOR FIVE HIGHER-UPS

Chapter 3: A Severe Injury

Leading them down the right path is easier said than done. It's hard to even help one child, let alone five.

They were quite young and not in a good situation, but Mu Jingzhe would not underestimate them just because they were pitiful and young. He easily made the decision to try to guide them down the right path.

As the old Chinese proverb says, one can tell how one's maturity will change by the time he or she is three years old. The eldest, Shao Dong and Shao Xi, were already seven years old, Shao Nan and Shao Bei were five years old, while Shao Zhong was three years old.

Many personality traits have been formed. They had suffered through many hardships and hardships, so some things had planted seeds in them and sprouted.

You're saying that you're going to guide them now?

Oh please, don't be so naive.

Even if the children's biological parents try this, it will be difficult for them, especially for him, who is hated and wary of children.

In the past, whenever younger children in orphanages were disobedient or did bad things, he scolded them and even punished them to teach them a lesson. But these kids?

It was difficult to be a stepmother, and she would probably die sooner if she beat or scolded them.

If he did that, they would probably take revenge when they grew up.

Mu Jingzhe did not dare to underestimate the five children. He treated them the same, so he was very careful.

After thinking about it, he decided to stay and assume the responsibility of taking care of them. He would protect them and prevent others from oppressing them.

As for guiding them to the right path, he would try to do so if possible but would not force it. She will usually take care of her own business and be their temporary mother or caregiver.

If she has to be their nanny, so be it. A mature woman can adapt to circumstances. This was what he had to do after choosing to stay.

When he found a way to leave the Great Eastern Village and have his own income and career, he would leave.

He won't ask for anything else. It would be fine as long as they did not take revenge on him in the future.

Yeah, that's all for now.

With that thought in mind, Mu Jingzhe quickly became a character. "Shao Qiyang, let me hold her for a moment."

Shao Qiyang was also an important figure that he needed to improve his relationship. He needed to change the impression the man had on him. Right now, Shao Qiyang was the one supporting him and these five children. In short, he was the boss.

As a qualified employee, she should know how to divide her boss's burden.

Mu Jingzhe smiled at Shao Bei. "Little Bei, can I hold you?"

Shao Bei wrapped his arms around Shao Qiyang's neck tightly, using his actions to prove that he had not forgotten that the real Mu Jingzhe had secretly pinched him.

Shao Qiyang glanced at him. "Not needed."

He had decided last night that he would throw her out today.

However, he had just helped bring Little Bei to the hospital last night. It seems a little heartless to make it back today.

So. Tomorrow, maybe. He decided he would throw it out tomorrow.

Mu Jingzhe, who did not know Shao Qiyang was preoccupied with thoughts of driving him away, nodded obediently and said to himself that he should listen to whatever his boss said.

During the day, the two of them finally returned to the Great Eastern Village.

They met some villagers at the entrance of the village. Some of them even held large bowls, squatted or sat down to eat. Upon seeing the three, they all greeted them and asked where they were.

Their eyes were filled with gossip fever.

Shao Qiyang replied to them, while Mu Jingzhe did not say anything and only smiled throughout the process.

Everyone repeatedly stared at her hair to ascertain her gender.

“Why does this girl look familiar? Shao Qiyang, is that your partner?” an aunt asked, looking at Mu Jingzhe.

Shao Qiyang's face immediately reddened. “Auntie, this is my second sister-in-law.”

“Your second brother-in-law? Mu Jingzhe?”

The real Mu Jingzhe had so damaged her appearance that everyone had forgotten what she looked like normally.

Mu Jingzhe smiled. “It's true, Auntie. It's me." It's me."

Upon learning that he was Mu Jingzhe, everyone's expression turned from curious to awkward and insulting.

"Why is your hair cut like a man's?"

The aunt's gaze on Mu Jingzhe changed again and was now filled with suspicion. He regretted saying those words earlier. He was afraid that if Mu Jingzhe made a fuss or cried, it would attract the attention of that rat, Li Zhaodi, who would then come out to scold him.

This was also the reason why no one in the village had said anything bad about Mu Jingzhe in front of him, no matter what he did or how ugly he looked. The mother and daughter duo were unreasonable.

Unexpectedly, Mu Jingzhe did not cry or make a fuss. His tone seemed to have changed as well, and there was an indescribable gentleness in his expression.

They did not know what the word 'women' meant, so they simply felt that Mu Jingzhe seemed to have changed.

While they were still in shock, Mu Jingzhe left.

After he left, the village exploded into a discussion about how he had changed.

The short-haired Mu Jingzhe had become the most unique sight in the village.

However, they only said a few words before becoming calm. After all, he was even stranger before.

Now that his hair was so short, it somehow looked quite pleasing to the eye.

They had seen Mu Jingzhe, and Mu Jingzhe had also seen them. The way the people in the Great Eastern Village were dressed made Mu Jingzhe feel as if he was looking at old photos from the 1980s.

To avoid suspicion, he kept his distance from Shao Qiyang as they walked.

This made Shao Qiyang sigh in relief.

Mu Jingzhe was also quite happy to relax.

In rural areas in the 1980s, the air was clean and fresh, but bad.

Half the families in the village had a ceramic-floored house, but there were also many thatched-roofed houses.

Walking from the village entrance, they passed through some nice houses until they reached the Shao Family.

Originally, the Shao Family was also poor. Only when the second son, Shao Qihai, joined the army and received alimony did their situation gradually improve.

Now, the Shao Family had built a new house next to the dilapidated old house. There is a large courtyard with ordinary layout and a large roofed roof tile house with walls. Everything looks so grand.

However, the mansion was now occupied by the oldest branch of the Shao Family. Shao Dong and his brothers did not have the chance to live there. Even Shao Qiyang only lived in the old house next to him.

As Mu Jingzhe saw the two houses standing there in stark contrast, he heard the sound of crying coming from the old house.

The children from the oldest branch of the Shao Family came to snatch the belongings of Shao Dong and his brothers again.

The names of the oldest branch children are also easy to remember. They are Fu, Lu, Shou, and?The XII 1 . There are three older brothers and one younger sister.

The contrast between the two groups of children was obvious. Four children from the oldest branch of the Shao Family wore new cotton clothes. The eldest, Shao Fu, was 12 years old that year. He ate very well and looked like a calf. His younger brother was also much stronger than their cousin.

On the other hand, Shao Dong and the others were all wearing old cotton clothes. Compared to them, they were thin, small, and looked pitiful.

"Give me! Otherwise, I will beat you to death.”

"No, my mom left this for me."

Shao Lu liked Shao Xi's comic books, but this time, Shao Xi was unwilling to let go of anything that happened.

After all, the comic book was given to him by his deceased mother.

The children from the oldest branch, who were used to dominating, were extremely unhappy when they heard that. “Your mother has died a long time ago. Your father also died.”

While Fu, Lu, and Shou were fighting with Dong, Nan, and Xi, the youngest, Shao Xi, were not fighting. Instead, he hit Shao Zhong on the side, calling him 'mute' and 'b*stard' as he did so.

Although he was usually not good at talking, he was very good at talking in terms of scolding people.

....

Meanwhile, in the basement of a house on the outskirts of a neighboring province…

There was a single bed with some medical equipment next to it in that narrow room. A man was lying on the bed. He had a grain-colored skin, sharp eyebrows, and a tall nasal stem and he looked rather handsome. However, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale. He looks haggard.

The short-haired man leaning against his crutch by the bed looked at him anxiously before raising his head to speak to the doctor who diagnosed his condition.

“Doctor, why hasn't he woken up? He's been unconscious for a long time.”

“The wound is too severe. It was a miracle that he was alive. ” Doctor shaking his head. "We'll see."