Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 151 - 127 I Want to Marry Him!_2

Chapter 151: Chapter 127 I Want to Marry Him!_2

Once inside the room, Zhao Yulan and the others felt even more uncomfortable.

In this era, hotels were also state-owned, with smaller ones called diners, and larger ones hotels. Ordinary people usually frequented small diners.

Radiance Hotel was among the big hotels in City A, and although its layout was simple by later standards, it was considered luxurious in that time. Well, luxurious might be an overstatement, but high-end would be more appropriate — for that era.

Zhou Mikang didn’t mean to flaunt his status, he simply wanted to host his father-in-law and his party to the best of his ability.

After receiving a tip-off from Zeng Meili, he immediately called Radiance Hotel, booked the largest private room, and ordered the best dishes from the hotel.

But he had overlooked one detail, that Zhao Yulan and the others would be intimidated by his grand arrangement.

The group was already uneasy about Chuxia’s forced marriage, and seeing such a setup made their hearts even more restless.

Watching everyone sit down with their faces changing from cloudy to sunny and then settling into a gloom, Zhou Mikang was utterly confused.

After a moment of thought, he quickly explained, "Uncles and aunties, I paid for all this food with my own salary, not with the state’s money."

Zhao Yulan glanced at her husband and her elder brother and sister-in-law, then said resolutely, "Regimental Commander Zhou, about the incident Chuxia encountered... you know about it, don’t you?"

"I do..."

As Zhou Mikang weighed what to say next, Zhao Yulan already continued, "Regimental Commander Zhou, our Chuxia, though born in the countryside, is the treasure that her father and I hold dear in our hearts. Yes, our family doesn’t live well, and we just thought of marrying her into a decent family, where she could have a slightly more comfortable life, but..."

"Mom!" Chuxia urgently called out, placing some food in Zhao Yulan’s bowl, "Mom, eat some first, eldest uncle and aunt must be hungry too. Don’t waste Regimental Commander Zhou’s kindness." She feared that her mother would blurt out about her marrying an older man and that this man in front of her might not say anything now but would definitely hold her to account later!

Zhao Yulan smiled apologetically at Zhou Mikang: "Commander, we’re not blaming you for using state funds. I just wanted to explain the situation."

She had originally intended to seek his help, but her daughter’s interruption made her realize her presumption. They had only met once, why would he treat them to dinner and even offer help? Who did she think she was?

"Uncles, auntie, you’ve traveled a long way, and must be hungry by now, let’s eat first, then we can talk afterward."

Zhou Mikang appeared calm, but he was actually in quite a dilemma internally.

He had deliberately seated Chuxia and Luo Xiaoqiong in the front while he sat behind, trying desperately to make small talk. In reality, his aim was to bond with Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan, as well as gauge their thoughts to see if they had guessed that Chuxia’s husband-to-be was him.

Now, he was utterly certain that they did not know that Chuxia was to marry him.

However, from the couple’s reaction and the fact that they brought helpers along, it seemed they were not in favor of Chuxia’s marriage. He could be obstinate with Chuxia, but with her family, he really couldn’t do that.

What was he to do if his prospective in-laws didn’t think much of him?...

Aside from Zhou Hanliang and Zeng Meili, everyone else was lost in their own thoughts, silently eating their meals...

Stir-fried pork with garlic sprouts, green peppers and intestines, spicy chicken, pan-fried yellow croaker, scrambled eggs with leeks, fried eggplant, braised pork ribs, trio of earthy vegetables...

Luo Xiaoqiong couldn’t help but whisper to Luo Ye as they looked at the full table of dishes, "Seeing him act like this, he’s practically the son-in-law..." Suddenly realizing something, she stared at Chuxia in disbelief, unable to utter another word.

Right then, Old Gao came in carrying a dish of fish, followed by two waiters, each with a dish in hand.

After setting down the fish and signaling the waiters to arrange their dishes, Old Gao chuckled at Zhou Mikang and Zhou Hanliang, "Regimental Commander Zhou, Instructor Zhou, on such a joyous day, I too want to show some heart. This pot-roasted meat and pine nut corn are on me."

Zhou Hanliang laughed, "Heh heh, Old Gao, after knowing you for so many years, this is the first time I’ve seen you splurge like this."

"Of course, of course." Old Gao laughed as he exited the room, carefully closing the door behind him.

Despite the feast laid out before them, with foods they had never tasted before, and nearly a day without food, Zhao Yulan and the others, preoccupied with their concerns, did not rush with their chopsticks.

After finding a few topics of conversation and seeing that Zhao Yulan and the others seemed dispirited, Zhou Mikang sighed softly and stood up. But before he could speak, Chuxia suddenly rose, "You sit down." Then she looked at Zhao Yulan and the others, "Dad, Mom, eldest uncle, eldest maternal aunt, there’s something you might have misunderstood. I really am not marrying an older man. The commander who wants to marry me..." Chuxia pointed at Zhou Mikang, "is him. He’s only 27, not really an older man."

"What?" Zhao Yulan stood up with a start, then sat back down with a thump, pinching Lin Baohe, "Does it hurt, dad?"

With a dreamy expression, Lin Baohe shook his head, "No, it doesn’t."

"That’s what I thought, this must be a dream." As she spoke, Zhao Yulan slapped her own face, "Mom!" Chuxia urgently grabbed her arm, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"Dad, you tricked me, it hurts!" Zhao Yulan turned to Zhao Yushan and his wife with a chuckle, "Elder brother, sister-in-law, Chuxia isn’t marrying an old man. We don’t need to argue anymore. Chuxia can join the army, she doesn’t have to go back to farming, heh heh..." (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)