Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 144 - 122 Misfortune through one’s own fault

Chapter 144: Chapter 122 Misfortune through one’s own fault

Before dawn arrives, I seek encouragement, seek caressing~

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Sitting on the sports field, nibbling on a big white bun she had pilfered from the canteen, Chuxia squinted her eyes in contentment. Gosh, she finally made it to the days where she could eat buns whenever she wanted!

Yang Xiaoli looked at her and pursed her lips, "I really can’t tell. With your tiny frame, how can you eat so much? Where does it all go? You don’t even gain a bit of weight? Such a waste of food."

"Pfft!" Chuxia cast her a disdainful glance. "Do you think my family’s situation is the same as yours, where you can eat as much as you want?"

"Your parents don’t even give you enough to eat? Are they really your parents?"

Chuxia rolled her eyes at her again. "Don’t you understand Chinese? In the countryside it’s a work-point system, and hardly any families get enough to eat. My parents, they save all the good food for me. Alas, before I didn’t know any better, I was picky about food, so... you understand?"

"I get it!" Yang Xiaoli nodded her head. "But Chuxia, did you grow up in the countryside from a young age?"

"Of course!" ...Nope!

"But you don’t look like a village kid at all. I can’t quite put my finger on it, but when you stand next to them, you stand out immediately."

"Thanks, I’ll take that as a compliment."

"Aren’t you curious why I suddenly started being so nice to you? Aren’t you afraid I’ve poisoned the steamed buns?"

Chuxia swallowed the last bite of bun, patted her bloated belly with satisfaction, "Feeling full is just so awesome, I’d die happy if that was the case!"

"Uh..." Yang Xiaoli looked at her thoughtfully, then spoke earnestly, "Chuxia, I’m starting to admire you, really."

Chuxia gave her a glance. "Just because you took me to the canteen to steal buns and I didn’t ask any questions before following you?"

"Yes!" Yang Xiaoli nodded earnestly. "If it were me, I wouldn’t have the guts to go, and I would be worried about you setting me up."

"I can’t think of any reason for you to harm me," Chuxia said honestly. "Between us, there’s no vested interest. Even when it comes to choosing the Squad Leader, they wouldn’t choose me, right?

Also, you don’t like Zhou Mikang; it’s obvious. You not only dislike him, but you also seem to be kind of afraid of him. So, even if he wants to marry me, you wouldn’t care.

And as for anything else, I pose no threat to you, so after much thought, I can’t find any reason for you to harm me.

Therefore, why not trust you for once? If a person is always suspicious and testing others, they’ll never be able to earn genuine affection. So, I’m willing to take that bet."

"When I first arrived, I really didn’t like you. Seeing you all delicate and dainty made me sick, but during the training that followed, your performance changed my opinion of you slightly.

Mengmeng always picks on you, not because she really dislikes you, but because she’s upset I wasn’t chosen as Squad Leader and she needed to vent her frustration. Coincidentally, you were the easy target... heh."

"Looks like the saying ’Good guys finish last’ has some truth to it."

"That won’t happen anymore. Whether I can stay in the medical team or not, I won’t let her target you again. Actually, you’ve had it rough too."

"Is it because I just ate three buns?"

"Yes! But..." Yang Xiaoli laughed, "it’s not just about that. It’s also your overall behavior. Honestly, I thought you’d be over the moon to marry Zhou Mikang, showing off, excited. Not everyone gets the chance to turn from a sparrow into a phoenix, right?

But your reaction was the opposite. It’s clear you’re not pleased with this marriage, and you truly want to seize opportunities using your own abilities. Chuxia, I apologize for my previous misunderstanding."

Chuxia generously waved her hand, "It’s fine. I’m used to being misunderstood."

Yang Xiaoli: "..." Is she really that modest?

"Ha..." Chuxia smiled at her, "Sis doesn’t do modesty. Modesty is pride, you know."

"Your skin is..." Yang Xiaoli curled her lip, "I thought I had thick skin, but compared to you, I’m not on the same level at all."

"Thanks for the compliment!"

Yang Xiaoli: "..."

"You’ve encountered some troubles, haven’t you?" Chuxia suddenly became serious. "A person’s personality doesn’t change this drastically overnight without a reason. I wouldn’t believe it without any backstory even if I were beaten to death."

"Still not sure..." Yang Xiaoli sighed, "Since I was small, my grandfather doted on me. He indulged my every whim. What my brothers had, I had; what they didn’t have, I also had.

You know, my brothers were always particularly envious of me, but they also loved me dearly. However, compared to grandfather’s affection, theirs was nothing."

"My grandfather is a particularly kind old man, and if I could, I would trade my life for his longevity. But now..."

Chuxia didn’t say a word, waiting for her to calm herself.

After a while, Yang Xiaoli continued, "Right now, he might be suffering from a terminal illness. Perhaps he has only three to five months to live. Lin Chuxia, I want to accompany him on the last journey of his life."

Chuxia suddenly understood, "I see. So what you did today was actually on purpose?"

"Yes, ever since I was young, I was doted on. Plus, I’m in good health and my academic performance isn’t bad. I’ve always held a leadership role in school. So, I thought that, no matter what, Squad Leader should be mine.

I was really upset about being made the deputy squad leader, but I didn’t want anyone to see how much I cared about not being the leader, so I pretended it didn’t bother me.

In fact, it mattered a lot to me. Then, I thought, isn’t it supposed to be a fair election? So, I changed my strategy to gain everyone’s acceptance, and then to defeat my opponents during the election.

But just as I started implementing my plan, I learned about my grandfather’s illness. I couldn’t think of any other way. Sending me to the military was his way of securing my future and also tempering my personality.

It was only the day before yesterday that I found out he even specifically instructed not to choose me as Squad Leader, not to give me any special treatment, and to let me grow from scratch, just like everyone else."

"Lin Chuxia, growing up, I’ve always known that Yuan Mengmeng and Qi Jihong’s obedience to me was solely because of my family, not because of me as a person."

"In the past, I didn’t want to admit it and lied to myself, thinking that they were kind to me because of who I am. But in truth, I was just deceiving myself."

"Without the protection of the Yang family, what am I? To put it bluntly, if something really happened to my grandfather and my father and uncles don’t do well, they’ll abandon me in no time!"

"Forget it, I’ve gone off-topic. Anyway, I feel very conflicted right now. I want to go home and be with my grandfather, but also want to achieve something to show him. But... I’m afraid he won’t be able to wait."

"I don’t want to persuade you, really. Reason is reason, and emotions are emotions. Which one you choose depends on your personality, and the choices will differ. But I believe that no matter which path you choose, your grandfather will be comforted, knowing that his granddaughter has grown up."

Yang Xiaoli wore a smile tinged with tears: "Are you complimenting me or belittling me?"

"Up to you."

"Lin Chuxia, do you know why I’m willing to talk to you about these things?"

"Because I don’t flatter you."

"Can’t you be a bit dumber?"

"Would you still talk to me if I were?"

"Eh..." Yang Xiaoli, touching her forehead, "Mingming, I planned to find you to persuade you, but how did it end up with you comforting me instead?"

"Do I need your persuasion? I already know what I should do. I’ve always been more sensible than you. Can you even compare with me?"

"Lin Chuxia..." Yang Xiaoli looked at her with a conflicted expression, "Isn’t your skin a little too thick? Could it be that Zhou Mikang likes you because of your thick skin? By the way, do you know about his ex-fiancée?"

"I’ve heard a little about it."

"That’s good, that’s good."

Chuxia looked at her, puzzled, "Why that attitude? By the way, why did they break up? It seems Zhou Mikang suffered a serious emotional trauma. Tell me?

"No! No! No!" Yang Xiaoli waved her hands as if she were having a seizure, "I don’t dare to gossip about that. You’d better ask him. If he’s willing to tell you, he will. If he’s not willing, I suggest... you don’t ask too much."

"Is it that serious?" Chuxia rolled her eyes, but her curiosity was indeed piqued. Maybe she’ll touch the tiger’s behind someday?

If she angers the tiger, he might change his mind about marrying her, and then... she could run wild on the path of striving, searching for her own happiness...

"Hey!" Yang Xiaoli poked Chuxia, "Stop smiling so creepily."

Chuxia quickly suppressed the smile that had inadvertently appeared on her face, feeling a chill in her heart. Was this coersion? Actually, Zhou Mikang had the status, the looks, and everything else one could wish for. In her era, that was the standard for a high-earning handsome man, even above standard. So why did she feel such aversion?

"You’d better ask Zhou Mikang about Luo Xiaoqiong. If this continues, the rumors are just going to get nastier."

"Ah?" Chuxia blinked and then nodded, "Alright, I’ll take the opportunity to see him. You stroll around here, and I’ll come find you after we’ve talked."

"Why me?" Yang Xiaoli looked incredulous, "You get a little nice to someone and they start taking advantage of you. Can’t you be less narcissistic?" Seeing Chuxia giving her a pitiful look, she frowned in disgust and waved her hand, "Go ahead then, but be quick!"

"Alright, thank you!" As the words fell, Chuxia had already dashed far away, leaving Yang Xiaoli standing alone on the field, speechless and looking up to the sky, lamenting her own meddling. Self-inflicted... she’ll just have to suffer through it!

But, having one more so-called friend whom she could talk to... wasn’t too bad. (To be continued. If you like this novel, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote and support us. Your encouragement is our greatest motivation.)