Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path

Old Mrs. Gu wasn't sure if she was really ill, but when Gu Lingling returned, she was lying on the kang and when she saw Gu Lingling come back, she just turned over and continued to sleep.

Gu Lingling didn't mind and after greeting Old Mrs. Gu, she went to see Old Sir Gu.

Strangely, a few days passed without any reaction from Wang Meili, and even Gu Juan didn't come to bother her. At night, she didn't share a bed with her, saying she needed to accompany Old Mrs. Gu to take care of her during the night.

This gesture greatly touched Old Mrs. Gu.

It seems her care hadn't been in vain. Looking at Gu Lingling, always wandering in front of her, she felt that seeing that girl would take ten years off her life.

Oh, thinking about it made Old Mrs. Gu's heartache act up again.

Now, Gu Chunhai had started to shift his work to within the province. However, the driver who was originally supposed to replace him for long-distance trips outside the province somehow sprained his foot and needed a few days at home to recover. It's almost the end of the year, and there was an urgent order, so Gu Chunhai had to step in.

That day, Gu Lingling did her usual routine of greeting Old Mrs. Gu and then took her basket to the mountains.

Taking advantage of the fact that it hadn't snowed yet, she wanted to gather some wild fruits or collect firewood.

As she passed by the educated youth spot, she heard Wei Yan Yan's sharp voice cursing from a distance, "What can you do? This is our winter's food. Are you trying to starve us on purpose?"

She spoke as she poked Zhao Si'en's head with her finger.

"What's going on? Can't you speak properly?" Gu Lingling quickly stepped forward to protect Zhao Si'en behind her.

"This is a matter for us educated youths, it's none of your business." Ever since the educated youths arrived, Gu Lingling seldom visited the village, so Wei Yan Yan didn't recognize Gu Lingling.

But seeing how pretty she was, with an aura of elegance and composure, it made Wei Yan Yan instinctively a bit repulsed.

A rural girl, looking better than they city girls.

Moreover, the one she was protecting behind her was Zhao Si'en.

"Alright, then I'll find someone who can handle this." Gu Lingling said with a faint smile.

Though she rarely returned to the village, she knew of Wei Yan Yan. Considering the educated youths were all from the city, they should have been in solidarity, understanding one another.

Yet this Wei Yan Yan had been bullying Zhao Si'en since day one.

Gu Lingling had witnessed it twice, and heard from the village girls as well.

"She ruins food and I can't say anything?" Wei Yan Yan, seeing Gu Lingling's imposing manner, felt a bit unsure, but seeing Gu Lingling's smiling face made her feel irritated. She pouted, "No matter who you call, it's the same."

"I didn't, it was clearly you who spilled it and you blame me." Zhao Si'en hurriedly said.

"What's going on here?" the village chief came over and asked.

"Zhao Si'en spoiled the food the village distributed to us educated youths, and I just said something, and then this young lady stepped in." Wei Yan Yan immediately said as the village chief arrived, taking the initiative.

"You said Zhao Si'en spilled the food?" Gu Lingling gently squeezed Zhao Si'en's hand to comfort her and smiled, "But she says it was you who did it."

"She's just making excuses, it was clearly her." Wei Yan Yan said.

"I didn't, I didn't even go near the winnowing basket." Zhao Si'en, tears on her face, said anxiously.

"Do you have any evidence?" Gu Lingling asked.

"Who else could it be but her? She can't do anything right and just causes trouble all day." Wei Yan Yan snorted coldly.

"So you have no evidence?" Gu Lingling said with a sneer.

"Village chief uncle, this comrade might not know about the last incident, but you should be aware, right?" Wei Yan Yan directly ignored Gu Lingling and spoke to the old village chief.

"Last time was last time, but did you personally see her spill these grains this time?" The village chief said, frowning.

"I..."

Of course, it was she who spilled the grains, but the person who spilled them wasn't Zhao Si'en at all.