Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household

Chapter 324

Although Zhao Jianshe had connections and always bullied him behind the authorities’ back, they didn’t dare to beat him.

Fighting and brawling were strictly prohibited here. No matter who it was, anyone who beat someone up would be locked up or even given an additional sentence.

“Hehe, you are so naive. Even after we dragged you out here, do you hear anyone coming for you? Don’t you understand?”

Han Qinghua suddenly understood that Zhao Jianshe was capable of bribing the guards, so nobody cared.

“Let’s put it this way,” Zhao Jianshe looked at him viciously, “If we want to kill you, it’s as easy as crushing an ant!”

“You- what are you going to do? Please let me go, I am also a victim and I hate Han Qingsong too!” Han Qinghua was terrified to death.

“But of course. If you listen to me, not only will I not let you do all the heavy work, I will also help you return home as soon as possible,” Zhao Jianshe patted Han Qinghua’s face with the knife in his hand, “It all depends on whether you want to leave here or not.”

“Yes, yes, I want to! As long as I can go back, I will do anything!” Han Qinghua couldn’t wait to express his opinion.

Han Qinghua couldn’t take it anymore as he hated his Third Brother’s family. It was all because of them! If it weren’t for them, he wouldn’t be sent to the labor farm at all.

As long as he could get out of here and drag Han Qingsong into a pool of misfortune, he was happy to do anything!

Zhao Jianshe had already arranged everything for him. The plan was to escape that very noon when everyone else was going to have their lunch.

Whilst harvesting the corn all morning, Han Qinghua didn’t feel tired for the first time as he actually felt like he had an infinite amount of energy.

When the whistle that signaled their lunch break sounded, he still wasn’t done with his tasks. Others had already lined up for lunch, but he still wanted to continue.

Zhao Jianshe passed by him and patted his shoulder, “I’ll cover you, so run quickly.”

Han Qinghua immediately handed over the small shovel to Zhao Jianshe and ducked into the cornfield by himself. The soldiers in patrol didn’t seem to have seen him either.

His heart was beating like a drum as he ran away without hesitation anymore… He was running towards his freedom, towards the light…

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It was already evening when Lin Lan brought Xiaowang home, so she started to cook first. The meat and broth leftovers from yesterday could precisely be stewed again today and it was still delicious.

When the children came back one after another, Lin Lan took out the pomegranates for them to eat, saying that it was given by Grandmother Lin.

Seeing that Lin Lan was fine, they all believed that she was truly just tired, so they asked her to continue resting at home tomorrow.

After eating, the children hurried to the Production Team to peel corn to earn some work points while Xiaowang went to pick up the corn husks, asking Han Qingsong to weave a small futon from them.

Lin Lan asked them to put on their cotton-padded jackets. At this time, they would wear unlined clothing in the day and jackets in the cold at night.

After the children had left, there were only two people left in the house and an ambiguous atmosphere began to surge.

Lin Lan couldn’t stand his ascetic expression as he looked at her with heated eyes.

He naturally stretched his arms to hug her, “Are you still uncomfortable?”

He asked her about the aftereffects in a normal tone, but she felt her face getting hot. She then ushered him to leave and help scrape off some corn for more work points.