My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Giving her something so precious… but this was exactly what she wanted. She had been wondering how to preserve these books, and the more she could keep, the better. After all, these books were valuable, and it would be such a waste if they were lost.

Chen Zhong’s gaze towards these books was completely different from his gaze towards others, and even his movements were extremely careful. So, could she assume that these were, in fact, the most important books to Chen Zhong?

“Uncle Zhong, this is really too much,” Tang Zhinian said when he came to pick up his daughter. Not only was he holding his daughter, but he was also taking several of Chen Zhong’s books. But how could they take something that belonged to someone else? Chen Zhong was already helping them take care of their child every day, and he felt embarrassed enough about that, to take food and other things as well, he would have to be absolutely shameless.

“It’s for my disciple, what’s it to you?”

At Chen Zhong’s retort, Tang Zhinian was left speechless.

And with that word, “disciple,” Tang Yuxin was officially given a status. From now on, coming here was nothing less than a rightful thing, and even if she ate her master’s food, it would be totally justified. And taking things from her master was also okay.

When Tang Yuxin got home, she wrapped these books in plastic and put them under her little bed. It didn’t matter that she couldn’t understand a single character in them, it would have been a waste to look at them.

“Yuxin, Yuxin…” someone was calling her name outside.

She got down from her bed, put on her little shoes, and ran out.

Standing at her door were two little girls about her age who played together when they were free.

One of them was older, about six or seven, and the others were younger, around her age, probably three or four years old.

The older one was named Zhang Xiaya, a child from a neighboring family. She was indeed older, eight years old. She hadn’t started school yet because of her late birthday; the school wouldn’t accept her until the next year. Therefore, she stayed here, helped her family with farming, and played with the younger children in her free time.

Tang Yuxin’s attention landed on one of the girls. This girl was slim and dark-skinned, her nose running with snot that she immediately sucked back up with a sniffle.

Tang Yuxin couldn’t remember who this girl was. She vaguely remembered such a figure from her memories, but as she rarely returned to the village past the age of three in her previous life, the memories were fuzzy. Since her rebirth, familiar faces were few and strangers were many.

“Sister Yaya, who is she?”

She ran over, grabbing onto the older girl’s arm as if afraid that Zhang Xiaya would be taken away, filling her with a sense of vigilance.

“That’s Yin Di. She just came back from her hometown to live in the village.”

Yin Di? Tang Yuxin couldn’t remember who Yin Di was. There were many Yin Di’s in the village. By her name, it was clear that she was a product of family planning policies. But she did seem familiar; Tang Yuxin supposed she had some connection to her? Otherwise, she wouldn’t have forgotten the others but remembered her.

Zhang Xiaya took the children to the riverside, dug up some mud, threw it onto the ground, and gave each child a piece. Zhang Xiaya was undoubtedly the queen bee among them. Not only was she older and more sensible, they all admired her because of her age. Thus, these little ones looked up to Zhang Xiaya.