Wealthy Beauty in the 60s

Shitou said, "Come have a drink of spring water, and then take me out, don’t keep me shut in here all the time."

Xia Xiao drank some spring water, washed her face with a handful of it, tied Shitou to her body, and left the space.

Shitou said, "It’s okay to stay here occasionally, but I can’t be cooped up in this space every day. I need to come out and see the outside scenery, breathe the fresh air."

Xia Xiao walked out with Shitou hanging on her, and Zheng Xianghong breathed a sigh of relief, saying to Xia Xiao, "Hurry up and have breakfast."

Xia Xiao nodded, and Sun Yuhua said, "We thought you were hiding in the room crying. Mom wanted to console you, but I stopped her and told her not to disturb you."

"Thank you, Sister Yuhua. I’m fine." Xia Xiao smiled faintly, patted little Weilin on the head, and went to the kitchen to have breakfast.

Soon, Ning Hui, Yang Xuehua, and Xia Jing all came looking for Xia Xiao, clearly aware that Gao Jiaxing had left, and now they came to keep Xia Xiao company.

Xia Xiao, seeing everyone’s worried expressions, felt warmth in her heart.

That day, Xia Xiao didn’t go anywhere and stayed at home. After Ning Hui, Yang Xuehua, and Xia Jing left, Xia Xiao went back to her room.

Sitting on the bed, Xia Xiao looked around the room, thinking how Gao Jiaxing was still here yesterday but had left today.

Suddenly, Xia Xiao discovered a piece of paper pressed under the corner of the pillow, which she hadn’t noticed before. She pulled out the paper and saw a letter written by Gao Jiaxing:

Xiaoxiao, I’ve gone back to report to the army. I couldn’t bear to wake you up, nor could I bear to see you distressed by our parting, so no crying. Remember to think of me every day, all the time, and take good care of yourself and your parents. I will write to you as soon as I arrive to let you know I’m safe.

Your loving partner, Brother Gao.

ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴoᴠel Fɪre.nᴇt

Xia Xiao laughed, "Even signed with reverence."

Seeing this letter lifted Xia Xiao’s spirits considerably, and she found some comfort in the words written on paper.

Locking herself in her room, Xia Xiao went back to Black Bear Cave through her space. Ge Liang was doing fine now, much better than when he was at the Red Star Production Team.

Xia Xiao felt reassured as she watched. She left some vegetables as usual and left without disturbing the bears.

Though she had planned to return to her room, thinking of Liu Haihua and the others at the Red Star Production Team, Xia Xiao decided to make a trip there.

On this visit, Xia Xiao saw Feng Ying, thin as a piece of paper. Perhaps the miscarriage had hurt her greatly, especially since she hadn’t taken proper care of her body after the miscarriage and had even started working in the fields.

Even if they needed to improve productivity, they shouldn’t ignore their health. However, Xia Xiao wasn’t on good terms with Feng Ying and wouldn’t meddle in her affairs.

Xia Xiao didn’t see Liu Haihua and was about to leave when she unexpectedly saw Liu Haihua coming from outside and heading towards a house.

Xia Xiao thought that it must be the home Liu Haihua and Ge Lai had shared before, and now Little Ge Liang’s home too.

Following Liu Haihua, Xia Xiao entered and surveyed everything in the house but noticed not a single trace of Ge Lai or Ge Liang.

It was one thing for Ge Lai, but for Ge Liang’s belongings, not seeing even a piece of clothing or a small personal item made her furrow her brows.

Perhaps Liu Haihua really had cleared out all her son’s belongings. It seemed her son’s absence made Liu Haihua happy enough to set off fireworks, erasing all traces as if they never existed.

Seeing everything in this room, if Xia Xiao hadn’t known that Liu Haihua was married with children, she would have suspected it belonged to a single woman, for there was no sign that anyone had lived there.

Watching Liu Haihua like this, Xia Xiao really wanted to play a prank to scare Liu Haihua half to death—to get back at Ge Liang a bit. But for such a person, Xia Xiao had lost interest. Let Liu Haihua live her life, waiting for Ge Lai to return.

At that moment, Liu Haihua emanated a fierce aura, muttering about getting married, about him needing to marry.

Xia Xiao didn’t understand. Even if Wang Xueyong was getting married, it shouldn’t cause Liu Haihua to exude such malice. But thinking about Wang Xueyong’s wedding, perhaps Liu Haihua was furious enough to think about wiping out Gao Guihua.

Xia Xiao didn’t stay any longer, nor did she want to glance at Liu Haihua again. She prepared to leave, but Liu Haihua went out, and Xia Xiao followed.

Following Liu Haihua outside, she hadn’t expected to see Hong Xing from afar. Liu Haihua went straight toward him, eyeing Hong Xing intensely.

Xia Xiao followed, curious about what Liu Haihua wanted with Hong Xing.

Hong Xing avoided Liu Haihua, frowning, "What are you doing?"

"Where were you that night?" Liu Haihua asked.

"That’s none of your business," Hong Xing replied unwillingly.

"Was it you that night?" Liu Haihua inquired.

"You’re crazy," Hong Xing said with disgust.

Seeing Hong Xing’s attitude, Liu Haihua also felt it wasn’t him, because Hong Xing didn’t drink, and the man that night had smelled of alcohol.

Liu Haihua stopped bothering Hong Xing and walked away, only to run into a disheveled man in his fifties.

This man was notorious within the Red Star Production Team for beating his wives while drunk; he had already killed two wives in such a state, and no one dared marry him anymore.

Yet this man was also cowardly, only ever bold at home, never daring to speak in the production team, acting timid like a mouse.

He shared the same surname as Liu Haihua. Although not a direct relative, by seniority, Liu Haihua should call him uncle, but she disdained such a man and wouldn’t bother.

Seeing Liu Haihua, the old man avoided her, looking frightened. Liu Haihua, suspicious, glared and said, "Niu Pizi, you stop right there."

Liu Haihua approached, her gaze filled with fierce hatred. Niu Pizi shrank back, frightened, stammering, "Liu Liu Haihua, what what are you doing?"

Though Niu Pizi wasn’t actually stuttering, his fearful demeanor made his speech falter.

"Why do you smell of alcohol? You dare to drink?" Liu Haihua harshly questioned, which wasn’t without reason; Niu Pizi, when drunk, couldn’t tell direction and had accidentally killed two wives in such a state.

Though the matter had been settled, the production team still prohibited Niu Pizi from drinking, fearing another fatal incident.

"I I just tasted a bit, didn’t drink much," Niu Pizi shrank back and said.

Liu Haihua, eyes fierce, said, "You dared to drink? I want to slaughter you; who gave you the alcohol?"

"I I didn’t offend you, did I?" Niu Pizi said, looking terrified as Liu Haihua glowered and flinched back: "It was Hao Accountant who gave it to me.