My Happy Daily Life After Being Reborn
Chapter 194 - 21 Conversation_2

Chapter 194: Chapter 21 Conversation_2

"Why are you adding to the chaos? Just as Nannan has passed the critical period, you go and get sick, thinking we’re too idle, is that it?" Han Shouzhen was fuming, having just remembered that her sister-in-law was supposed to go to school today. She had made a call to check, and luckily Shoulu had been at home these past few days. Although she was a bit worried about leaving the child in the care of an adult man, she wanted even less to bring her son to the hospital.

Her son might not say it, but she knew he disliked hospitals.

Han Kuang was still somewhat groggy, "Where am I?"

"Where else could you be? The hospital," Han Shouzhen said as she gave him water and chided, "How old are you now, too unsteady to even walk properly, falling down the stairs and fracturing your leg. Now you can forget about walking without crutches for the next six months."

She wasn’t exaggerating. Han Kuang was nearly eighty; how could his recovery compare to that of young people? It would be good if his bones healed in half a year.

Now Han Kuang understood what had happened and mumbled, "I wasn’t paying attention, and the steps were a bit slippery."

"Could it not be slippery? They were covered with moss." Although her words were harsh, Han Shouzhen’s heart was somewhat sour. After all, the old man’s fall was due to lack of supervision. Liu Yuzhi and Dong Fei had caused such a big trouble that they were confined to their rooms, and the hired nanny was only responsible for preparing meals. Otherwise, the moss on the steps wouldn’t have had a chance to grow.

However...

"Why didn’t you have a guard with you? Would this have happened if you did?"

"Does Shoulu know?" Han Kuang asked, feeling a bit guilty, and after hesitating for a while, he eagerly inquired.

Han Shouzhen could guess what he was looking forward to, but she didn’t want to indulge him, rolling her eyes, "Shoulu has just arrived in the Capital and is very busy; where does he have the time to see you? And we haven’t even figured out how to explain your situation to him."

"How can we not know how to tell him?" Han Kuang said displeased.

Han Shouzhen glared at him, "How should we put it? That you once saw him as the murderer who killed his mother and left him to fend for himself outside? Or that you weren’t capable of finding him? Shoulu has achieved his current status in the military; do you still expect him to be thick-headed?"

"I sent people to look for Shoulu back then..." Han Kuang weakly retorted, but his face wore an expression of guilt that he could not hide.

Han Shouzhen stopped talking. It wasn’t that she didn’t feel sorry for the old man, but thinking about the suffering Shoulu had endured over the years, the old man’s pain seemed insignificant.

Helping Han Kuang sit up, she took out the food she had brought from the hospital canteen, and as she fed him, she said, "There must be some urgent matter in the military for them to call your brother at this time."

"Shouxin went to the military?" Han Kuang asked as he swallowed the food.

Han Shouzhen nodded, "Liu Yuzhi is making a fuss at home, and the Dong Family is causing trouble too. Your brother and I are overwhelmed; just behave and don’t give us any more trouble."

After eating and returning from outside, Lin Xiaoguai and Zhu Huixi had already become friends, chatting and laughing comfortably.

During the meal, they had found out that neither of them was in poor economic conditions, which made them feel more at ease with each other.

"Xiao Guai, what book are you reading?" Seeing Lin Xiaoguai pick up the book she had been reading before as soon as she returned to the dormitory, Zhu Huixi couldn’t help but ask out of curiosity.

Although they had registered, their textbooks wouldn’t be available until tomorrow. In those times, personal book ownership was limited.

Lin Xiaoguai did not hide it and showed the book to her, "It’s about Jade Material."

"Why are you reading that?" Seeing the illustrated content, Zhu Huixi was surprised.

Earlier, in the restaurant, she had learned that Lin Xiaoguai, like herself, was a philosophy student.

"Just to pass the time, and it’s quite interesting," Lin Xiaoguai turned a page and spoke softly.

"I don’t have the patience for that kind of book," Zhu Huixi said with a hint of envy.

While Zhu Huixi had been admitted to Capital University and had a refined and graceful appearance, she wasn’t someone who loved reading. Instead, she preferred collecting stamps and watching the news. People who knew her joked that despite her young age, her hobbies were those of someone much older. She would have liked to read more books, which would not only increase knowledge but also present well, yet personal preferences are not so easily controlled.

Lin Xiaoguai was different; it was evident she truly enjoyed reading. Having personal interests that aligned with the mainstream and were socially acceptable was something Zhu Huixi envied.

However, while Zhu Huixi envied those who could spend all day with a book and not grow tired of it, she disliked those who filled their bookshelves at home just for show and occasionally posed with a book for appearances.

Hearing Zhu Huixi’s words, Lin Xiaoguai was unconcerned, "Why envy that? As long as you’re happy inside, everything else is secondary."

She had seldom sensed Zhu Huixi’s thoughts, not for any other reason than that in her past life, she had been envied too often for the same reason. Compared to the present, people in future generations read even less; most knew that reading increased knowledge and self-improvement, yet few managed to do so. A person like her who genuinely loved reading and saw it as an enjoyable activity was indeed enviable, wasn’t she?

"That’s what I like to hear," Zhu Huixi smiled, "My second uncle also loves reading. Every so often he drags me into it and loves to lecture. You have no idea how troubled I am by it." Sometimes she suspected that her dislike for reading originated from her second uncle’s influence. Ever since she was young, he liked to talk at length about the contents of books, which she could never understand. If she had liked reading, that would have indeed been strange.

"What does your second uncle do?" Lin Xiaoguai asked curiously, realizing Zhu Huixi’s family circumstances were not poor but not from the upper echelons of so-called ’red’ families.

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