Reborn into the 70: Turning Adversity into Her Dazzling Path-Chapter 864: Not Good

Grandma Yao also wanted to end it all.

But if she died, what would happen to Miss? What about the little Miss who was only six months old?

She was no longer the thirteen-year-old girl who knew nothing; the experiences of these past years had matured her a lot.

She ran to the riverbank and washed herself thoroughly, but no matter how much she washed, she still felt dirty.

When she returned, Miss had already finished cooking.

She thought she hid it well, but Miss saw through her; she felt filthy, yet Miss said not at all—she was still the cute and docile Little Qiao.

The two of them cried in each other’s arms, and she eventually fell asleep crying in Miss’s embrace.

A month later, she realized her period hadn’t come, and she didn’t dare to tell Miss, so she kept working desperately, doing all the heavy work.

Thus, she had a miscarriage as she wished, and her body was so damaged from it that she could never conceive again.

"Let’s go." One day after five days of lying in bed, Miss called her up, and Miss had already packed what needed packing.

She followed Miss in confusion, tightly holding the sweetly sleeping little Miss in her arms.

She didn’t know what had happened, but judging from Miss’s expression, it must have been something major.

"Little Qiao," Miss stopped and said to her, "you’ve been with me since you were six; I’ve always treated you like my sister. Can I ask you a favor now?"

Miss spoke very seriously, and she felt a bit scared.

"Hold Meimei and go," Miss said to her, "no matter what happens behind you, don’t look back. Just keep going forward, alright? Don’t look back."

Miss had named the little Miss Rumei, with the nickname Meimei.

"Miss, where are you going?" she panicked and asked.

"No time, I have to lead them away," Miss explained.

Only then did she hear faint voices talking behind her and saw flickering torches.

"No, Miss, Little Qiao doesn’t want to be separated from you," she cried.

"Little Qiao, you’re a big girl now," Miss said sternly, "from now on, I entrust Meimei to you. You keep walking along this road; after I lead them away, I’ll come find you, alright?"

No, not at all.

She shook her head vigorously, but in the end, she was still pushed away by Miss.

Miss said not to turn back, but she couldn’t help it and looked back anyway.

Then she saw the torches indeed chasing in the direction Miss had gone.

"Run, Miss, run, run," she didn’t dare to shout out loud, only kept shouting this in her heart.

And she couldn’t stop either, she had to keep running and running.

In the end, she didn’t know where she ended up?

Eventually, she was rescued by Yao Zhenjiang.

Scenes from the past flashed like a movie before Grandma Yao’s eyes, each scene stirring deeply buried memories.

When those sealed memories were awakened, an intense hatred also surfaced.

"You were the one who found this place back then; if you didn’t want us or thought we were a burden, you could have left us in the city, but you deceived us," Grandma Yao glared at Su Changsheng full of hatred.

Those people were clearly targeting them.

"No... I didn’t know..." Su Changsheng said painfully, "I went to look for you, but when I went, you were already gone."

"Shut up," Grandma Yao shouted sharply.

Even now, this person was still full of lies, still trying to deceive her?

Ha, she was no longer the foolish Little Qiao of those days.

"Looking for us? I went back to that place later, and it had been burned to ashes," Yao Zhenjiang said.

This was the only task Little Qiao entrusted to him.