Reborn in the 80s and Remarrying an Officer, Let the Ungrateful Cry! novel Chapter 71

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: The First White-Eyed Wolf Awakens

Bai Siqi was going crazy.

She never thought she would end up locked away like this.

She was someone who had been reborn, for crying out loud.

The good days of this life hadn’t even begun. Her glorious future hadn’t even started. How could she be imprisoned?

"I want to see Fu Mingxue—"

She screamed this every day.

Unfortunately, no one paid her any mind.

"Be quiet."

"I want to see Fu Mingxue!"

But Bai Siqi couldn’t be quiet.

She didn’t want to stay in this godforsaken place for another second.

But it was no use, even if she screamed until she was hoarse.

After a few days of futile struggle, she knew it was hopeless.

In her heart, she hated not only Fu Mingxue but also Song Yan. ’It’s all his fault for being so useless.’

’If he had married Fu Mingxue like he did in their past life, none of this would be happening!’

’And my mother—why did she have to confess and implicate me?’

This was what Bai Siqi hated the most.

If her mother hadn’t implicated her, she would have been fine.

She wouldn’t be locked up in here.

The verdict from the small town came down quickly. She was sentenced to five years of reform at a farm and was to be sent there the very same day.

The moment Bai Siqi heard this, she fainted dead away—

Fu Mingxue, however, knew nothing of this.

But it was true that the Song Family was having a hard time.

Song Anxiao felt like she was drowning in misery every day.

Three children and a paralyzed mother.

How was she supposed to take care of them all?

That night, Song Anxiao, who had cried herself to sleep from exhaustion, had an unusually long dream—

In the dream, her life was completely different from how it was now.

In the dream, her brother had saved Fu Mingxue from drowning, and the two had gotten married.

She immediately shrieked, "An Xiao, what are you doing? The children are crying! They must be hungry. Get up and feed them—"

Hearing that voice, Song Anxiao grew even more terrified.

’Am I going to be stuck in this house forever—taking care of these three kids, just like Fu Mingxue in the dream? And also have to take care of my mother, who’s been paralyzed for years and just won’t die?’

The very thought was horrifying.

...

"Mom, we’re celebrating the New Year at home this year. We probably won’t be back for many years after this, so we should eat something good."

"So, where did you get this chicken?"

Fu Mingxue: ...?

’Can’t Mom be a little less sharp!’

’The rewards will be coming in every day from now on. I can’t get grilled about them all the time, can I?’

’And what about that courtyard house I was rewarded in Beijing City—how am I supposed to explain that away?’

"Mom, I bought it at the black market, of course."

Mrs. Fu narrowed her eyes. "Is that money burning a hole in your pocket? I see you buying this and that every day. Besides, didn’t I tell you not to go to the black market anymore? Why did you go again?"

Her voice couldn’t help but rise in pitch.