The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 168 - 141

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Chapter 168: 141

"I can’t make it today because something came up at home, you go ahead quickly so you don’t waste time." Chunhua said at the doorway.

"It’s heavily snowing outside, it’s freezing to death, there’s a thick layer of snow on the ground, looking at the weather, this snow will continue for some time. Since you’re not going out, what could possibly happen at home, we..." As she spoke and reached the doorway, seeing Lan Tian in the hall, she widened her eyes in surprise, the words ’let’s go together’ faded away.

She blurted out in shock, "When did you come back?" Turning her head to look at Chunhua, meaning why didn’t she tell her about Lan Tian’s return.

Chunhua curled her lips, why should she tell her.

"I came back last night," Lan Tian nodded, turned his head and said to Wang Guiyu, "Dad, Mom, I’m going back first."

"Eh, come back for lunch!"

"Got it." Then he left.

Yanhua was stunned, watching Lan Tian’s back in disbelief, feeling ignored by Lan Tian. Yanhua grimly watched Lan Tian leaving the yard, thinking smugly, "Stupid girl, if it weren’t for Grandma Sun taking her in, who knows where she’d still be begging for food, and now she dares to show attitude to me, bah, what a joke."

"Lan Tian, wait for me, I’ll go back with you." Seeing Lan Tian disappearing, Yanhua hurried after him, "I heard you go to school in Shanghai, how is it there? Is it more prosperous than the county town? Is Great Grandpa very famous as a doctor there?"

Lan Tian turned his head, looked at Yanhua with a half-smile, "You’ll know if you go there."

Yanhua chuckled awkwardly, glanced at Lan Tian without uttering a sound, walking with her head down, suddenly laughed looking back towards Chunhua’s house.

"Why didn’t I see Junhua, didn’t he come back with you?" Her tone concealed a hint of schadenfreude, "I heard being a soldier is very tough, there’s nothing in the military, no food, no clothes, not even a place to call your own, everything costs money when you’re strapped for cash, worse off than living in the countryside. He’s also much older than you, can’t even come back for New Year, don’t you regret it?"

Lan Tian eyed Yanhua, her gaze cold, making Yanhua feel uneasy, Lan Tian suddenly laughed, "I heard you got divorced, why? As a village girl with no education, you finally married a man from the town, people in the village said your ancestors must have manifested as the tomb smoked blue, allowing you to marry into the town. Haha, your ex-husband was such a catch, do you regret splitting up?"

That struck a nerve, Lan Tian’s words hit Yanhua’s sore spot, her face contorted instantly, eyes looking venomously at Lan Tian.

Lan Tian this damned girl gloating at her misfortune.

Regret? How could she not regret? Yanhua regretted dearly, but there is no medicine for regret in the world. What’s done was done, she’s no immortal, could not wave a hand and make everyone forget this incident.

Lan Tian’s eyes bare, looking at Yanhua as if appraising goods, "At your age, already divorced, it won’t be easy finding a good man in the future, those coming to your door would be... haha"

What kind?

Certainly those men, deceased wife with several children, going there to be a stepmother; or those very poor old bachelors who can’t find a wife. Either case, none is a good match.

Yanhua wasn’t a naive teenage girl any longer, having gone through worldly affairs, understood Lan Tian’s words, her face as black as a pot’s bottom, eyes wide in disbelief.

Lan Tian has never been a kind person, crossing those she cares about, even if it’s God himself, Lan Tian wouldn’t care. Previously, Yanhua in town picked a doctor as a spouse, slandering Mo Yuanle everywhere, complaining about his poor medical skills and weird personality, now back in the village without support, just shamelessly clinging to their house.

She thought she was the renminbi, liked unconditionally by everyone, what a joke.

Lan Tian snorted coldly and walked on.

"..."

Yanhua stared blankly at Lan Tian’s departing figure, speechlessly for a long time, so long that snow piled thickly on her, the snow touching her warm body gradually melted soaking through her clothes, the ice-cold chill making her shiver back to her senses.

Eyes grim and resentful, she looked in the direction of Mo Yuanle’s house for a long while, then turned towards her own house, lifting her stiff cold legs, lips trembling purple from the cold, walking step by step like a marionette.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Zhao Li, who was tidying up in the hall, saw Lan Tian return and asked in surprise.

Lan Tian just smiled faintly, glanced toward the kitchen, lifted his chin, "Where’s grandma?"

"She took some stuff to your Fourth Grandpa’s house."

Lan Tian hummed, saw no one from Mo Yuanle’s family was in the house, and asked again, "Where’s my uncle?"

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