Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s
Chapter 503 She Really Was Wrong

Chapter 503: Chapter 503 She Really Was Wrong

Ning Xueling stood in the courtyard, her head buzzing from the flying objects Wei Hongyan had thrown in her tantrum. She was now filled with rage.

Wei Zixiong was also getting angry and shouted at his youngest daughter, Wei Hongyan, "Wei Hongyan, what are you going crazy about? If you are not competitive yourself, why blame the family?"

Tears streaked down Wei Hongyan’s face. "Didn’t you say everything had been arranged for me? Someone must have been selfish and didn’t try their hardest. I’ve already boasted to my classmates, but now I’ve failed the exams. How am I supposed to face them when the school term starts?"

Wei Zixiong said, "You’re still young. If Professor Nie didn’t choose you, we can just find someone else. There’s no need for such a fuss. Aren’t you afraid of being a laughingstock among the neighbors? Smashing things will cost money to replace. You’re really acting like a spendthrift."

Wei Hongyan said, "I’m already this old, how long will it be delayed again? You really make it sound so easy."

This time, Ning Xueling was truly angry. She turned around and went back to her own room. She didn’t hope for her to fail the exams. She had done everything she should; their own lack of ability was to blame, yet they came back and resented their own family.

After packing her things, she planned to stay at her unit for the next few days. She had already applied for a dormitory there and would stay a few days when she felt upset.

Wei Zixiong, seeing Ning Xueling emerge with her bag, quickly turned and stopped her, "Xueling, don’t be angry. She’s still a child and speaks without thinking. Please try to understand, okay?"

Ning Xueling looked at the man before her. He was no longer the man who only had eyes for her twenty years ago. Now, whatever happened, he asked her to be understanding, but he never tried to understand her situation.

This man was now solely focused on climbing higher, on his children making a name for themselves, and on her being calm and collected to keep the peace. She was truly mistaken.

In fact, missing out was simply a lack of fate. She had been foolish, not cherishing what should have been cherished, always keeping this man in her heart instead. Over the years, she had resented her parents, brothers, husband, children, but never herself.

The large plate that had been thrown earlier almost knocked her off her feet, yet he asked her to be understanding. Suddenly, she felt like a joke.

Pushing Wei Zixiong’s hand away, she quickly walked out of the gate. She needed to think about what she would do in the future.

Wei Hongyan said, "See? She can’t take it. Mom stayed by your side through so much suffering, even lost her life over there. And this is the person you cherish in your heart. Do you think you’re worthy of my mom?"

Wei Zixiong felt extremely agitated and roared, "Shut up!"

The next day, Luo Qiao got up early, washed up, and left the house. She had already told Uncle Sun the day before that she needed to borrow his tricycle.

To her surprise, Uncle Sun woke up even earlier than she did. When she arrived, he had already pushed out the tricycle and said to her, "This tricycle is different from a bicycle. Be careful when you ride it."

Luo Qiao smiled. "Don’t worry, Uncle Sun. I’ve ridden one before."

She recalled the effort it took to learn to ride a tricycle in her previous life. It was when she was in her first year of university, right before vacation. The school club organized a hands-on activity to go to a remote mountain area and bring warmth to the children left behind in the village.

Back then, their vehicle couldn’t reach the village, so they had to use tricycles to bring in the stuff. Everyone wanted to try, but though it seemed simple, it was difficult to ride straight; they kept going in circles, almost laughing themselves to insanity.

Luo Qiao rode away on the tricycle, and Auntie Sun came out just in time to see the fading figure, commenting, "That child really is capable."

Uncle Sun replied, "Indeed, not just anyone can handle this tricycle."

Luo Qiao rode around for a while, then found a safe spot to unload the fresh pork, beef, lamb, chicken, fish, eggs, and some seasonings she had prepared in advance. It was a rare opportunity, so she filled the tricycle to the brim.

While it was still early and there were few people around, Luo Qiao hurried back home.

The family was shocked to see the abundance of food Luo Qiao had brought back. Zhou Guifang slapped Luo Qiao on the arm, "My goodness, you rascal, how could we possibly use so much?"

Luo Qiao replied, "Everything is freshly butchered this morning, nice and fresh. If we can’t use it all, we can share some with my eldest and second uncle. It’s much cheaper than buying from the stalls. We can pickle what’s left."

Zhou Guifang was a bit distressed, wondering how much money had been spent. She looked up at Luo Qiao, "Can we return some of it?"

Luo Qiao, who had taken great pains to find this opportunity, wouldn’t dream of returning anything. "Grandma, it’s all been hauled back here already. My second brother getting into university is a big event. Since we’re hosting a feast, we can’t be stingy."

Luo Daoren chimed in, "The child has gone to the trouble of bringing it all the way here. Let’s do as Qiaoqiao suggests. Today we’ll make a few more meat dishes and let everyone have a good meal."