Rebirth Counterattack with Space
Chapter 319 - 309 Didn’t Hear Everything

Chapter 319: Chapter 309 Didn’t Hear Everything

"You..." Mrs. Mi saw that Old Mi seemed to enjoy her expression and couldn’t help but reminisce about the old days, stopped what she was doing, her old face reddened. She is too old for this, really never grows old, never acts properly.

She started to become indignant again, "Tell me, when have I ever despised you?"

"Every time you run back to your mother’s house, the things you say to her—I’ve heard it all from beneath the windows. Is it just because I don’t look as handsome as that guy? Even your mother looks down on me? No matter how good-looking he is, weren’t you the one who ended up becoming my wife?"

Old Mi still felt indignant when he thought about it. Once, when his wife was visiting her parents’, he accidentally overheard his mother-in-law saying to his wife, "...if it doesn’t work out, Xu-somebody’s wife didn’t have her child, that’s perfect, you used to think he was handsome..."

His head swelled in an instant. He didn’t dare listen to the rest and ran off, fearing being caught eavesdropping by his mother-in-law and wife. He didn’t know why he felt so cowardly and afraid at that time—it was clearly the mother-in-law who was in the wrong, but he was the one who chickened out.

He knew that Xu-somebody, a man in his wife’s village with some education, was called sophisticated-looking. His wife had even praised him in front of Old Mi many times before. At that time, he didn’t have the courage to burst in and confront them. Afterwards, he just kept worrying that his wife would really fall for that pretty boy and leave him.

Ever since then, he dared not let his displeasure with his mother-in-law show, yet the thorn remained, and he couldn’t let go of the grudge.

Now that his wife was of a certain age and couldn’t run off, and that Xu-somebody had remarried long ago. Xu-somebody may have had a refined air when he was younger, but now that he’s aged, he’s showing severe signs of aging, and he doesn’t look as good as Old Mi...

So, bringing up the old issue, he felt quite confident, not the least bit afraid.

"You were eavesdropping?"

Mrs. Mi couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time, "You didn’t even hear all of it?"

"..."

Old Mi’s face turned red. Eavesdropping on his wife and mother-in-law’s private conversations was a bit embarrassing, wasn’t it?

But if he hadn’t listened, how would he have known that his mother-in-law and his own wife had come up with such a plan? He thus felt justified, his face red and neck stiff, believing he had done nothing wrong.

"So, that’s why every time I thought about going back to my parents’ house, you were so reluctant? Even if I did go, you just had to follow me every step of the way?"

Mrs. Mi’s heart lightened, and she couldn’t help but feel amused and annoyed at the same time. This man, what was she supposed to say about him...

The tears she had held back before started falling again. She wiped her tears fiercely, with a bit of anger, "Since you were listening at the wall, why didn’t you listen to the whole conversation?"

That year when she returned to her parents’ house, almost the entire village knew she couldn’t have children. He was the only child, and his parents were bound to worry about him. At that time, amidst the gossip, her mother, fearing that she would be discarded by the Mi family and sent back, said,

’If you really get despised by the old Mi family and sent back, you can’t blame them. If it really comes to that, Xu-somebody’s wife didn’t have her child, that’s perfect, you always thought he was good-looking, so if you get sent back in the future, remarrying him wouldn’t be bad. They have a child, so they won’t despise you for that.’

Back then, she cried when she heard this and told her mother that the in-laws never despised her and even gave her the power to manage the household. Her mother was so surprised she kept asking who exactly was the one with the problem?

Once it was indeed confirmed that the problem lay with her, she simply chanted Amida Buddha, saying that this was the good fortune she had accumulated in her past life. She instructed her to live well with Old Mi from then on, not to throw any more tantrums, and to dutifully show filial piety to her in-laws...

How could she possibly bring up this piece of the past with Old Mi for no reason?

What was she going to tell him if she mentioned it? That her own mother, afraid her daughter couldn’t bear children and would be looked down upon by her husband’s family, already had a backup plan in mind?

Who would have thought that this person would actually eavesdrop behind the wall? And if listening wasn’t bad enough, it seemed he might have only heard the most crucial part of the conversation...

After listening to Mi Dahu’s mother explain the whole story, Old Mi’s face turned even redder.

Especially when he heard her say to him, "I just think Xu Someone is educated. I might admire him a little more just because of that, but if I really had other feelings for him, would I keep bringing him up in front of you?" At that moment, he cursed himself for being so foolish.

Fortunately, these misunderstandings didn’t cause any serious consequences.

Old Mi was sweating profusely and secretly felt an immense relief.

It had to be said that Erhu’s carefree nature was definitely inherited from Old Mi. In Old Mi’s eyes, as long as his wife and children were safe and sound by his side, nothing else was a big deal; everything else was just trivial details.

Compared to Old Mi’s relief, Mi Dahu’s mother experienced a different kind of sentiment. Thinking of her adopted son, and the heartache she had endured over the years, she felt she had suffered a great injustice.

It turned out that all these years of frustration were due to her and her husband failing to communicate properly. Otherwise, how could she have tolerated her adopted son for so many years because of a misunderstanding that Old Mi valued him over her?

When she thought of Mi Dahu, that ingrate, Mi Dahu’s mother was so angry that she couldn’t contain it, and with a "smack," she ferociously hit Old Mi, as if trying to release all the resentment she had accumulated over the years, her fierce expression both startling Old Mi and making him feel a bit nostalgic.

"What’s gotten into you now?"

Old Mi asked, feeling guilty. Watching his wife assert her dominance again gave him the illusion that for years he had mistaken a tiger for a sick cat, and once again he cursed himself for being stupid.

He was conflicted, wondering whether it was better for his wife to be fierce or to be gentle?

"You still ask? I haven’t died of anger at you these past years only because my life is tough." Mi Dahu’s mother lashed out again, though without the same force as the first time, and Old Mi didn’t feel the pain at all.

Old Mi, with a mournful face, said, "Wife, could you please only do this when it’s just the two of us alone? Otherwise, where can I put my face if our son and daughter-in-law see this?"

"You still care about face?"

Mi Dahu’s mother placed her hands on her hips and pointed at Old Mi’s forehead with her finger, feeling a satisfying sense of empowerment like a peasant who had turned the tables, and looked at him with a sly smile, "It’s because I’ve given you too much face over these years."

"..."

Old Mi shivered, having a premonition that his wife would probably never return to being the "sick cat" again, truly suffering the consequences of his own foolishness—

Before he could finish wallowing in self-pity, he heard Mi Dahu’s mother say to him in a very determined, fierce tone, "From now on, no matter what happens, good or bad, you’re not allowed to hide anything from me again. Tell me, what is there between us that we can’t talk about in this lifetime?"

"Do you hear me?" Mi Dahu’s mother, seeing Old Mi in a daze, grabbed his ear. Although she hadn’t been this assertive for many years, once she got back into it, she found herself adapting quickly. After all, her nature was still more suited to a state where she could directly express her happiness and anger—

"Ugh, I hear you, I hear you, wife, be gentle. It hurts..."

Old Mi grimaced and nodded hastily.