My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 784: Chapter 776 Brought In Chapter 784: Chapter 776 Brought In The village is now filled with three-story western-style houses everywhere, each household has built the same kind, each with a small courtyard at the front, mostly growing some vegetables.

There are street lamps on the village roads, and the trees in front of each house are all identical; he can no longer distinguish directions, let alone where to find Zhang Xiangcao.

Moreover, it seems that he doesn’t recognize a single person in the village; they are all young people.

And he really doesn’t understand how the village has been built like this, but it seems that the villagers are quite wealthy—after all, they are even using solar energy, which not every average city-dweller can afford.

He stood dumbfoundedly in the middle of the road, unsure whether to move forward or stay put; walking seemed hard, and so did staying.

Just then, an elderly man approached, and he thought that an older person should still remember things, unlike young people who haven’t experienced the past and couldn’t possibly know about his connection to the Zhang Family.

“Big brother, I’d like to ask you about something.”

He hurried forward.

After so many years in business, he had become adept at saying what people wanted to hear; with a smile that made it impossible for anyone to refuse.

He casually pulled out a cigarette and handed one over; it was a good brand.

Having received his smile and accepted his cigarette, wouldn’t the man willingly talk?

“Sure, go ahead, ask,” the old man said as he smoked, his mouth almost toothless.

The old man then stared at Gao Peng for a long while.

“Big brother, why do you look so familiar?”

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“I used to be a ‘sent-down youth’ here, teaching at the village school.”

The old man thought for a while and then remembered; although the man had grown fatter and balder, the basic features were still there.

But too much had changed, and everyone had aged—decades had passed and no one recognized each other anymore.

“I remember you now.

Aren’t you the ‘sent-down youth’ from our village named Gao Peng?

I used to work with you.

Back then, everyone called me Xiaoli, but now they call me Lao Li.

Right, I had a big yellow dog, and whenever you were working in the fields, you complained of aches and pains.

Behind your back, we all used to call you ‘Missy.’”

A twitch ran through the corner of Gao Peng’s eye; he did remember this man, though he had aged quite a bit.

And while he plastered a smile across his face, the shrewdness of a businessman kicked in.

“Oh, it’s you, Big Brother Li.”

Gao Peng eagerly gripped Lao Li’s hand, seemingly overwhelmed like countrymen meeting each other, eyes brimming with tears—yet inwardly, he couldn’t stand the stench of Li, who apparently hadn’t bathed in days, his dirty hands.

As much as he inwardly cursed, his face beamed as if he had just seen Silver, both excited and thrilled.

“Yes, it’s me,” Lao Li also laughed, taking another draw of his cigarette.

“You see how nicely our village has been built, right?”

He gestured with his hand toward the whole village.

“Yes, very nice.”

Gao Peng truly felt it was excellent, without any hint of insincerity, “The village is planned with such a modern touch; it has everything one could need, it’s not even slightly inferior to city living.”

“Of course,” Old Li was very proud when he talked about his village.

“Our village was even named the most beautiful village in the province this year.

Soon we’ll be developing tourism.

Right now, we’re planning it.

They say people in the village won’t need to work anymore, they can just stay here and people will bring money to them.

Visitors will eat and live in the village—it’s called ‘rural tourism’.”

Gao Peng kept nodding his head.

As someone accustomed to doing business, he could naturally smell the business opportunity in it.

It was a pity that he wouldn’t develop in the village; otherwise, he would have liked to get a piece of the action.

“By the way, what brings you back?”

Old Li narrowed his eyes, his smile somehow made Gao Peng feel embarrassed, but he couldn’t pinpoint why.

“Brother Li, I came back to figure out some things,” Gao Peng said, his face showing an expression of painful sighing.

“Brother Li, I won’t lie to you, I saw Xiangcao in Beijing.”

“It’s such a small world.

Fancy meeting Xiangcao.

In such a big place like Beijing, how did you guys run into each other?”

“So, how is Xiangcao doing?

All good?”

“I think she’s doing quite well,” Gao Peng thought of Zhang Xiangcao.

She was still young and beautiful, nearly forty, yet dressed flamboyantly, like a temptress.

She even mentioned she had a grandson.

And her line of work, she had no shame in her old skin.

He cursed Zhang Xiangcao in his heart, which was actually just a way to hide his envy, almost prickling with jealousy.

“By the way, Big Brother Li, I wanted to ask you, do you know if Xiangcao ever got married?

Is she still waiting for me?”

He was gripping the old man’s hand, his voice almost trembling with excitement.

He thought Zhang Xiangcao must be waiting for him.

The thing she said about having a grandson must surely be a lie to upset him because he once wanted to divorce her.

But he had his reasons for doing so, he had no choice.

Now he was back, wasn’t he?

He had returned to take her to live a good life, even though it was decades late, it was not too late.

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“Waiting for you?” Old Li looked Gao Peng up and down for quite a while.

Gao Peng hadn’t even gotten excited before Old Li’s next sentence burst his bubble.

“What’s so good about you that she would wait for you?

You left without a word, abandoned her here.

Her mother died with her eyes unshut, and she had to farm several acres of land by herself, struggling even to have enough food.

Tell me, after being so ungrateful and heartless, why should she wait for you?

That’d be stupid, not just foolish.”

Old Li spoke very bluntly, not giving Gao Peng any face.

Their village had seen too many of such things, but Gao Peng was the only one who had abandoned both wife and child.

He didn’t know if neighboring villages had similar cases, but his village had produced one such person, which was their shame.

Not even a cigarette could wash away the shame of their village.

“Big Brother Li, I had my difficulties,” Gao Peng said, still pretending to be in agony.

His face was pale and flushed, and it had been a long time since someone had pointed at his nose and called him heartless.

If it had been someone from the factory, he would have slapped them already, but he held back because he hadn’t gotten the information he wanted.

So he couldn’t afford to fall out with them just yet.