My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 56: Chapter 57 She Has Grown Up

Translator: 549690339

Her eyes gradually drained the little warmth that was left within them.

Yindi lifted his dark face, his head tilted in confusion, his face all muddy. Black and skinny with unremarkable features, there was no trace of color detectable on his face.

She involuntarily shuddered and then dropped her gaze, running away from Tang Yuxin like she had seen a ghost.

“Xinxin…” Just then, Tang Zhijun came to pick up his niece.

“Uncle!” Tang Yuxin ran over and hugged Tang Zhijun’s leg, lifting her little face, “When did you come home, uncle?”

“It’s time for your dinner, your dad made some rice today,” he said, “Let’s go, we’re headed home.”

Tang Zhijun picked up his niece and headed home. The other children who had been playing in the mud gradually followed the adults and left, but Yindi continued to play with her mud toys until her mother came. Seeing that Yindi had transformed herself into a mud monkey, her mother immediately tugged her ear. Yindi was raised by her grandmother, as at that time birth control was heavily imposed, and households with two daughters were forced into sterilization. Despite this, their family had two money-loss daughters and desperately wanted a son, so they secretly sent Yindi away and hidden until Yindi’s baby brother was born and they returned to the village.

Even back in the village, they had to pay a fine of five hundred yuan. This amount meant nothing in the future, as it could be spent in one visit to the supermarket.

But this five hundred yuan now, it was the livelihood of a whole family for several years.

Yindi’s mother disliked her a lot. In her heart, she always believed that the five hundred yuan was not spent on her little son, but on Yindi. If Yindi hadn’t cost them, they wouldn’t have needed to hide, spending five hundred yuan in the end.

That’s how it was in rural areas.

The elder ones shifted their burdens onto younger ones, with one pitiful person stuck in the middle. Yindi was just that person who grew up like this, which resulted in her selfish nature. She could only take from others, but no one could ever owe her anything.

When they got home, Tang Yuxin wriggled out of Tang Zhijun’s arms and ran towards the outhouse.

“Xinxin, slow down…” Tang Zhijun reached out and caught the little braids on his niece’s head.

“Uncle, I need to pee,” Tang Yuxin was red in the face, one because she was in a hurry, and another because she, a thirty-year-old woman, had to discuss her toilet needs with a young man in his twenties, especially when the man was her uncle.

“Uncle will take you there,” Tang Zhinian adored his little Yuxin.

Still, it caused him great discomfort.

“Little Xinxin, Uncle used to take you to the toilet and help you wipe your butt. Why don’t you let Uncle help you now?” As he spoke, a hint of grievance surfaced.

“Ah, kids grow up, they no longer depend on their uncles.”

But she’s only four years old. Even five-or-six-year-olds in other families still have their family members help wipe their butts. Some even wet their pants at eight or nine. Can someone tell him why his little niece is so sensible that he ends up feeling useless?