Back to the 60s: The Struggle Career of a Charmed Wife
Chapter 1562: A Girl 4

Chapter 1562: Chapter 1562: A Girl 4

Cheng Baoguo nodded nonchalantly. Having spent so much time with Erya, he felt deeply for this obedient and sensible girl. He hoped she could eat well at the Lu Family and first get an understanding of Liu Zhenguo’s household situation.

Erya was innocent and simple-minded. Fubao had already learned from her about her journey to seek her relatives. While offering her some food, Fubao said to her, "Erya, don’t be so scared. Listen to me. When you get to your grandpa’s house, speak sweetly and be diligent. If their kids bully you and there are adults around, just hug your head and act pitiful—don’t fight back. But if there are no adults around, then you fight back however you want: hit them hard, make them learn their lesson. If they don’t tattle, then it’s settled. If they do tattle, tell their adults that they ganged up to hit you first, and you really couldn’t take the pain anymore, so you fought back."

Following Lu Jiang and Cheng Baoguo into the room, Feng Qingxue overheard this conversation and couldn’t help but feel that her daughter had some serious potential to be a little tyrant. She always appeared so well-behaved—who would’ve thought she had such a cunning side?

Liu Erya’s eyes went wide. "It’s okay to hit them? Will they kick me out?"

"Of course not!" Fubao grabbed a handful of honeydew melon candies for her and then grabbed another handful, handing it to Ye Yan, who had been silently sitting there without a word. "A lot of people only bully those who seem weak. Teach them a lesson until they’re convinced both in heart and mind. Of course, if they don’t bully you and are nice to you, then you can get along amiably. In that case, there’s no need to fight at all."

Honeydew melon candies and honey patties used to be especially cheap in her past life—they’re specialties of Huaibei City. The military service store also sold them. Feng Qingxue had spotted them while buying inexpensive crumbly cakes and had bought a lot; only recently had she turned up several boxes of them from her storage space.

They were very sweet, and kids loved them—including Erya.

Liu Erya kept eating while listening to Fubao talk, experiencing a complete shift in mentality. Her earlier fear dissipated quite a bit.

After dinner, Fubao invited her to rest in her and Wang Cuilan’s bedroom. "You’re wearing such thin clothes. You’re shorter and slimmer than me. For now, you can wear my clothes from last year. Don’t feel they’re old—they’re really warm. But you can only wear them here at my house. Tomorrow, when you meet your grandpa and grandma, you should wear the clothes you came in."

"Why is that?" Liu Erya asked humbly.

Fubao explained confidently, "It’s like the saying goes: fine clothes make the person, and gold gives the Buddha its shine. If you wear tattered clothes to their house, some people might look down on you. However, you need to let your grandpa and grandma see how pitiful you are. If they had come to take your mom in the past, you wouldn’t have had to come all on your own to find them. You need to make them feel guilty about what they didn’t do for you and your mom."

Liu Erya blinked her big round eyes and touched her well-worn autumn thermal wear and woolen clothes. Though they were old, they had no patches. "Fubao, your clothes are really warm—warmer than those padded jackets and pants!"

Fubao pulled out a pair of pants and a thick woolen jacket for her. "I overheard my parents during dinner earlier. Tomorrow, they’ll ask your grandpa to come over. Tomorrow, you can wear your padded jacket and pants again. But for today, wear mine. Besides, it’s not winter yet. Aren’t padded jackets and pants a little too hot right now? When you wear them without any autumn thermals underneath, won’t the wind blow right in?"

"That’s how everyone wears them," Liu Erya said in a small voice.

Fubao sighed like a little grown-up. "Ah, I get it now. Mom has mentioned it before. Come, sit on the bed—you know your grandpa’s two kids are in the same class as me. I’ll keep talking to you—we need to keep it short."

...Yesterday, I had a splitting headache, aching eyes, nausea, and vomiting. It was tough. Feeling a little better today, so I’ll continue updating tonight, including making up for yesterday’s missed sections.