Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 396 - 269: Who falls for whose scheme_2

Chapter 396: Chapter 269: Who falls for whose scheme_2

By the time she came back, Lin Baohe had already returned to the living room. Chuxia approached him and whispered a few words in his ear. Lin Baohe’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he nodded in response.

Zhao Qiyan, who had been observing the father-daughter interaction, came over with a smile, "Uncle, your relationship with Chuxia is so good. If only my dad doted on me like that."

"Your dad also dotes on you," Lin Baohe replied with a smile, "Which father doesn’t love his daughter?"

Zhao Qiyan was taken aback by Lin Baohe’s sudden 180-degree change in attitude, followed by an expression of joy, "Uncle, you don’t dislike me anymore, right?"

"If you’ve decided to turn over a new leaf, why would I still dislike you? Everyone makes mistakes, right? You can’t just write someone off because of a single error."

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Zhao Qiyan nodded vigorously, "Uncle, I used to hear Eldest Uncle’s Wife say that marrying you was Chuxia’s good fortune, and I was a bit unconvinced. Now, I truly believe it. Anyone who marries you is blessed—you’re such a magnanimous person."

Chuxia curled her lips, "Could you flatter me any louder?"

"I’m telling the truth," Zhao Qiyan retorted good-naturedly, giggling as she nudged Chuxia with her elbow, "By the way, who was that who came looking for you just now?"

Chuxia gave her a sideways glance, "Why do you care so much?"

"Just curious. Tell me the truth, does that man from earlier like you? Chuxia, if that’s the case, you’d better seize the opportunity. A good man like him is hard to find; if you miss out, you’ll regret it with no place to turn to!"

"You’re thinking too much," Chuxia remarked with disdain, "Is your mind filled with thoughts of how to marry a good man?"

Zhao Qiyan nodded affirmatively, "Yes, if there were such a man who liked me, I would marry him right away."

At this point, Zhao Yulan had finished writing the reconciliation letter and handed it to Lin Xiaohua - to save it. She seemed to feel that, indeed, Lin Xiaohua and Zhao Qiyan had changed from before and explained, "Second sister-in-law, don’t blame us for not keeping you here. This isn’t our home, and we’ve only been staying here out of necessity."

"I know, I know," Lin Xiaohua nodded repeatedly, "Second sister-in-law isn’t unreasonable. I understand how you feel right now.

Alas, who would have thought such a capable family could encounter such a thing. Listen to me, if you really can’t help, better to return to your hometown early.

Chuxia is still young; she can find someone else without difficulty. Don’t hang your hopes on a broken rope and end up suffering endlessly for it.

Yulan, Baohe, Chuxia, my words may not be pleasant to hear, but they’re the truth. Think about it carefully; we are just ordinary folks. We should be righteous, but we also need to see if others are righteous toward us.

As far as I see it, they couldn’t have been oblivious to such a big incident beforehand. They must have been worried that Chuxia’s future son-in-law would end up in prison and struggle to find a wife, which is why they hustled to get Chuxia involved early on.

Now that they’ve done this, we mustn’t really get trapped in it..." Seeing Lin Baohe’s expression grow darker, Lin Xiaohua quickly changed the subject, "Never mind, I won’t talk about that anymore. I might just be talking nonsense. After staying here for such a long time, you all must know better than me what to do.

Comrade Little Liu gave us some money and food coupons. I was thinking of buying some local specialties to take back. Chuxia, could you and your cousin accompany me?" After saying this, she hurriedly added, "When we mother and daughter came, it was Comrade Little Liu who brought us. Now that we are leaving, we really don’t know which way to go."

"Then let’s all go together," Lin Baohe decided, "Bringing some local specialties back is appropriate, and we’d like to buy something for our parents as well. We’ll trouble Second sister-in-law and Qiyan to bring them back for us."

"Okay, that sounds great!" Lin Xiaohua agreed readily, excitement brimming in her eyes.

"I’ll let grandpa know," Chuxia said as she went upstairs. Coming down after a while, she addressed Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan, "Grandpa says for us to make a quick trip and not to miss dinner."

"Then let’s hurry up," Lin Baohe said as he grabbed Lin Xiaohua’s bundle and led the way out. Zhao Yulan found her husband’s actions somewhat strange but trusted that he wasn’t the kind who acted rashly without distinguishing right from wrong, so she followed along.

"Screech!"

Just a few steps after they left the house, a car came to an abrupt halt beside them. Jing Zhe’s head popped out, "Uncle Lin, Auntie Zhao, Chuxia, where are you all going?"

"Brother," Chuxia called out sweetly, looking up to reply, "My aunt and cousin are heading back to their hometown, and we’re accompanying them to do some shopping and to drop them off at the train station."

Jing Zhe got out of the car and opened the back door, "I’ll give you a ride. I need to buy some food anyway, so it’s on my way."

When Lin Xiaohua saw this, she panicked and wanted to refuse, but Zhao Qiyan dragged her back, whispering like a mosquito, "Mom, we can’t put all our eggs in one basket. This guy looks decent, he has a car; his family must be well off."

Once her daughter put it that way, Lin Xiaohua also hesitated, and while she was dithering, Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe had already gotten into the car. Chuxia looked at them with a smile, "What are you two muttering about? This is much more convenient than taking the bus, get in quickly."

Having no choice, the mother and daughter climbed into the car reluctantly.

After the car stopped in front of the supply and marketing cooperative, Jing Zhe pulled out a stack of food and cloth coupons from his pocket and handed them to Chuxia: "Buy some snacks; I’ll wait for you outside."

"Okay," Chuxia responded and got out of the car with her relatives to enter the cooperative.

A black car that had been following behind pulled up closer, the window rolled down, and Mei Yitong’s resolute face appeared, a cigarette perched between his fingers extended towards Jing Zhe: "Got a light?" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to