My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

“Okay,” Tang Yuxin picked up her own backpack and took the lead, even though it’s usually the girls who followed the boys, but her little desk mate, Li Yang, was following behind her. Could it be because she emanates a sense of security?

No matter how small Tang Yuxin appears or how much she looks like a little girl, she doesn’t feel like one. She cannot possibly put herself on the same level or view herself as equal to these children.

If she had still been alive in her previous life, if she could still bear children, then her children would be older than Li Yang.

Huh, what’s that… Tang Yuxin suddenly stopped in her tracks, startling Li Yang.

He sniffled, Tang Yuxin, why did you stop walking?

“I have something to do, you go ahead.”

Tang Yuxin turned her head and saw Li Yang wiping his nose, which honestly was a little gross. She quickly turned away and started repeating to herself that she didn’t see it, she couldn’t see it.

Li Yang wiped his nose with his sleeve and said, “Alright, I’ll go first.” Then he hopped away, his sniffing still faintly audible in the air.

Tang Yuxin felt as if this could become a persistent nightmare for her.

And the nightmare would be filled with this kind of sound.

She ran forward until she spotted a man wielding a spade and turning the soil. It was none other than her second uncle, whose life she had saved.

In her past life, there was no Tang Zhijun in anyone’s living trajectory. Therefore, Tang Yuxin did not know what his fate had been, although she knew about others’ to some extent.

However, to her, Tang Zhijun was an unknown enigma. How his life would unfold and what kind of life he would lead were beyond her knowledge.

Regardless, as long as he stayed as Tang Zhijun, and maintained his character, things would not go too badly.

People who love to laugh always have good luck.

Hardworking people are seldom poor.

At this moment, her second uncle was standing in the field, turning the soil vigorously. His muscles were rippling, showing how much effort he was putting in.

His technique was right, his posture was right, everything seemed right except for the fact that it was not their land.

“Brother Tang…” a woman’s voice echoed from a distance. Tang Yuxin quickly hid herself behind a large tree. Fortunately, her small body was perfectly concealed by the tree.

Naturally, nobody would suspect that someone was spying.

A woman approached. Her clothes were old and faded from numerous washings, and there was a patch on the corner. Although it was a patch, it had been sewn carefully, not a simple square patch. Instead, it looked like a little flower, and the stitches were fine and neat. It was well-repaired.

Tang Yuxin had good eyesight, neither nearsighted nor farsighted, probably because she was young, or maybe because she had been drinking herbal tea. As a result, she had sharp senses, capable of both seeing and hearing clearly.

She watched as the woman walked over, put down the basket she was carrying, and took out a tea bowl from it.

“Brother Tang, have some water first.”