Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 145: Angering Someone to Death Without Compensation

Chapter 145: Chapter 145: Angering Someone to Death Without Compensation

Zhao Linxin knew that there was no show for her today and looked at Luo Qiao, saying, "It seems my trip today was a waste. Girl, could you tell me what ’mama’s boy’ means?"

Luo Qiao said, "A mama’s boy is someone who always listens to his mother, always thinks his mother is right, and centers his world around his mother. Of course, it also refers to a child spoiled by his mother. In short, he prioritizes his mother’s opinion in everything.

Such a man is not someone to marry; he has no ideas of his own and always think his mother is right, his mind is simply soaked, I can’t accept that. Auntie, is there anything else you want to ask?"

As soon as Luo Qiao finished speaking, the onlookers outside burst into laughter. This ’mama’s boy’ was obviously referring to Gao Rusen, the Gao Family’s delicate third son who could hardly do much work and was as fragile as a girl.

Li Xiulan doted on him, never having him do any tough chores; he had the best to eat and wear. The most accurate description of Gao Rusen was that no matter what happened, he would always run back to Li Xiulan, and he’d always listen to her.

What a word, mama’s boy, so apt, so wonderful!

From then on, the people of Qingshan Village would call Gao Rusen ’mama’s boy,’ but that’s a story for another time.

Standing to the side, Li Xiulan was furious, saying, "You really think you’re some noble lady with all these demands; you’re just an orphan, fussing about nothing. Do you think college is that easy to get into?

Which unit you’ll work at, how much you’ll earn, do you think you’re worthy of others? Even the village folks would have to consider whether they want an orphan like you, with no family to lean on in times of trouble."

Luo Qiao said, "Auntie Li, after all, I did save your man’s life. When you gave me those two aniseeds as a thank-you gift, I felt everyone had their struggles and since we’re from the same village, I was too embarrassed to accept them.

What’s the meaning of standing here and slandering me? People shouldn’t be so ungrateful, don’t burn the bridge once you’ve crossed the river. You’re bringing shame to Qingshan Village."

Li Xiulan, too angry to speak, had nothing unpleasant to say at the moment; she was usually quite fierce, but now she found herself speechless.

Luo Qiao reached behind the door for a handful of dried jujubes from the basket and stuffed them into Zhao Linxin’s hand. "Auntie, I appreciate you making this trip. Here, have some sweet jujubes. When you go back, tell that family that I’m not considering this matter for now.

Even if I were to look for someone, I’d wait until after I’ve gone to college. The country is advocating for free love nowadays; there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. I should at least find a fellow comrade who shares my aspirations, don’t you agree?"

Li Xiulan harrumphed, "You’ll need the ability to pass those exams, and the fate to attend college, too."

Luo Qiao replied with a mild smile, "Auntie Li, to each their own. I do have something to show for my studies, though I can’t boast about getting into a top-tier institution, but getting into an average college shouldn’t be a problem.

If I don’t pass the first time, I’ll just try a few more times, right? Besides, why are you so upset? Whether I go to school or not doesn’t burden the Gao Family. Auntie, you’re really not being fair. Here I am saving a life and find myself with an enemy.

In the future, I’d better not lend a hand so carelessly. What a mess, saving someone can turn out wrong. If you don’t defend me, that’s one thing, but to insult me? Auntie, you’re something else."

Having said that, she turned to Zhao Linxin and said, "Auntie Zhao, it’s getting late; I’m afraid the porridge in my pot is boiling over. I won’t be able to entertain you any further."

Luo Qiao stepped to the back door, took a small basket that Lu Yichen had woven for her, and filled Zhao Linxin’s pockets with a new handful of dried jujubes. With such a gesture, what more could Zhao Linxin say?