Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 410 - 280: Return Home

Chapter 410: Chapter 280: Return Home

Yet another update, is it a bit unexpected?

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"That’s right, she did do something wrong to me."

Originally, Wang Yu was just jokingly testing her older brother. Hearing what her brother said, she was stunned for a moment and quickly asked, "What did she do wrong to you? Did she like you too?"

Wang Jie glanced secretly at his wife Su Mei, seeing she was busy talking with their son and her mother-in-law, he breathed a sigh of relief and warned his sister with a glare, "Your sister-in-law is right there, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Could it be true?" Wang Yu’s eyes widened in disbelief. She looked around, noticed that everyone was busy with their own conversations and not paying attention to them, and then prodded Wang Jie, "Brother, tell me about it, just keep your voice down. No one will hear us."

This matter had been bottled up in Wang Jie’s heart for many years, and it made him uncomfortable. Plus, he had always been close to his sister since they were young. After hesitating a while, he said, "Before Zhou Mikang and she went abroad, she secretly found me and said she liked me. She hoped I would act like a real man and bravely step forward to snatch her away.

I took it seriously. You know, I was young then and at an age when I was very curious about the opposite sex. When she said that, it satisfied my vanity.

I actually decided to go talk to Zhou Mikang, but not to steal his girlfriend. Rather, I felt that it was sad to be together without love.

However, when I was about to meet Zhou Mikang, I overheard Ye Meiru saying the exact same thing to Mei Yitong. Do you know how I felt at that moment? I felt sick, like I had swallowed a fly!

It was for that reason that I told Zhou Mikang that Ye Meiru wasn’t suitable for him, that being with Ye Meiru would ruin him, but at that time, Zhou Mikang wouldn’t listen to me.

Eventually, he asked me if I also liked Ye Meiru. That question alone crushed me. In fact, my subsequent furious falling out with him was mainly because I felt guilty.

And not contacting him afterward was also out of guilt. Even later, when I did reach out to him, because I couldn’t get over that hurdle in my heart, it was very hard to go back to how things were before. I know Zhou Mikang’s character. If I don’t make the first move, he would never extend an olive branch."

However, it looks like I was wrong again. I didn’t expect that today, he would come over to make amends on his own. I am quite curious about the girl he’s married now."

Wang Yu smiled and nodded, "Hearing you say that, I’m curious too. A good woman can make a man open-minded; he must have married a good woman." After thinking a bit, she asked, "About Ye Meiru’s marriage, should you tell him?"

"There’s no need," Wang Jie shook his head, "There’s nothing good to say about it. He already has his own family. Ye Meiru visited him during his incarceration, but she ended up marrying a man surnamed Huang, which clearly shows that Zhou Mikang had definitively rejected Ye Meiru.

Since that’s the case, why should we do something as despicable as ruining someone else’s relationship? Regardless of whether Zhou Mikang would be grateful to Ye Meiru or not, knowing that she was willing to marry a severely disfigured man for his sake, he wouldn’t be able to help feeling guilty.

But, knowing Ye Meiru as I do, what she wants is for Zhou Mikang to feel guilty for her for a lifetime. That’s just the kind of person she is. If she can’t have it, she’ll do everything in her power to ruin it."

"According to brother’s reasoning..." Wang Yu frowned tightly, "Ye Meiru certainly won’t play the role of an unsung hero. We won’t say anything, and she will definitely speak up herself. So, should you perhaps warn Zhou Mikang, so he doesn’t fall into Ye Meiru’s trap?"

After a moment, Wang Jie shook his head: "He has to deal with this matter himself; we shouldn’t worry needlessly."

"Alright, I just wanted to remind you anyway. Whatever you decide to do is up to you," Wang Yu said with a slight sigh, "We really are worrying over trivial matters like eating radishes when our own family’s situation is far worse than the Zhou family’s. Alas, let’s just focus on our own affairs."

"There’s nothing much to dig into in our family either. Just focus on work and don’t think about anything else. Our family’s sensitive status here speaks for itself. Thinking too much only invites more trouble."

"We think this way..." Wang Yu nodded toward her grand-uncles, "but those two families probably don’t think the same. Yet to outsiders, we are still one Wang family."

Wang Jie raised an eyebrow at his sister, "Can you manage their affairs?"

"I can’t."

"Then that settles it. If you can’t and still try to intervene, the consequences are that the more you get involved, the more complicated and intensified they become, sigh..." Wang Jie sighed and changed the subject, "I’m really too softhearted. When I left City A with grandfather, I swore I wouldn’t easily forgive Zhou Mikang. But just a few words from him, and I’m not angry with him anymore. I feel unreconciled."

Knowing her brother didn’t want to get involved with her grand-uncles’ affairs, she brought up this subject on purpose, so Wang Yu didn’t dwell on what should be done about the Wang family’s future. Following her brother’s lead, she suggested, "Then when he gets out, beat him up to satisfy yourself."

"You think I can beat him?" Wang Jie scoffed, suddenly recalling the heroic deeds Zhou Mikang had performed while he was locked up, and started recounting them to his sister.

When Zhou Jingping and Zhou Mikang came out of Old Master Zhou’s study, forty minutes had passed, and Wang Yu’s eyes were shining as she stared at Zhou Mikang, looking almost like she wanted to pounce on him and take a bite.

Noticing her gaze, Old Master Wang frowned slightly and coughed lightly: "Xiaomi, next time you come, bring your wife along and let Grandpa meet her."

Zhou Mikang was taken aback for a moment but quickly responded, "Yes"

Wang Yu just stared at her grandfather with exasperation. She merely admired how he beat the bad guys into nothing, okay? She definitely didn’t have a habit of liking married men. No, once the Zhou father and son left, she was going to have a serious talk with her grandfather. It wasn’t fair to wrong his own granddaughter like this!

...

They say one grows timid as they near home, but for Zhou Mikang and Zhou Jingping, it was more like becoming timid as they neared home.

As the car entered the courtyard, the father and son felt their hearts tighten. The driver, Long Xiangjun, who had maintained a stern face the whole ride, now revealed a slight smile. He had a good impression of the father and son throughout the drive and had acknowledged his father’s partiality towards them.

When he dropped them off at the Wang family’s place, he parked the car a bit farther away so they could walk the rest, given the sensitive period. Rushing to the Wang family’s place could seem ostentatious, and he wasn’t that inconsiderate.

Initially, he thought that, due to the implications, the Zhou father and son would stay for maybe ten minutes at the most; however, they ended up staying for over forty minutes, a fact he not only didn’t mind but genuinely respected.

One who values relationships is worthy of friendship.

...

At the Wan family’s place.

In the hall, Old Master Zhou, Old Madam Zhou, Old Master Wan, Old Master Jing, Old Madam Jing, and Chuxia’s parents were pasting matchboxes, with Chuxia neatly packing each one into bags.

"This hour, I’ve made a hundred," Old Master Zhou proudly said, glancing at the time. "I didn’t expect my rough hands to be this skillful."

"Hmm, that’s not few, you’ve improved," Old Master Wan said while counting. "I made a hundred and twenty this hour, ten more than yesterday, not as fast as your progress, though."

Old Master Zhou looked incredulous and then turned to his wife, "How many did you make?"

"A hundred and thirty," Old Madam Zhou said with a look of pride.

"What about me, you haven’t asked me yet!" Old Master Jing hurriedly raised his hand. "I’ve made two hundred, more than any of you, hahaha..."

As everyone looked at him in surprise, Old Madam Jing scoffed, "Don’t listen to him, those were both of us combined!"

Old Master Jing abruptly stopped his boasting and glared at his wife, "Annoying, can’t you just let them praise me for a bit, let me enjoy the moment before telling them the truth?"

"Oh right," Old Madam Jing said with a giggly look towards Old Madam Zhou. "Sister-in-law, you now believe it’s me who indulges him more at home, right?"

"You shouldn’t avoid discussing how many Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan made," Old Madam Zhou said, looking towards Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan. "Everyone’s reported their counts, except you two."

"I didn’t count," Zhao Yulan said with an embarrassed smile. "I just pasted and let Chuxia bag them, I don’t know how many."

"Same here," Lin Baohe said, also embarrassed.

"You two were quick to bag them because you were afraid we old folks would have nowhere to put our faces, weren’t you?" Old Madam Zhou looked towards Chuxia. "Chuxia, how many are there in total? We didn’t pack any, all you packed were your parents’, give us the number."

"One thousand two hundred," Chuxia blinked her large eyes. "Grandpa, Grandma, are you shocked now?"

Zhao Yulan quickly said, "This child, look at the age of your mom and dad and the age of the grandparents. Besides, your mom and dad work hard in the fields every day, how can they compare with the grandparents who are scholars? Scholars’ hands are for writing, not for pasting matchboxes."

"This couple, being too decent," Old Madam Jing clicked her tongue and looked at Old Madam Zhou. "To marry such a good granddaughter-in-law and to be such relatives, you are indeed lucky."

"Yes, yes, we cherish our luck," Old Madam Zhou laughed. "I feel now, even if we had to paste matchboxes just to eat, I’d still be happy."

Old Master Zhou waved extravagantly at his spouse, "Forget it, if it weren’t for Yulan and Baohe, you would starve even if you pasted matchboxes."

"What I want is for them to be with me as we paste, let them support me," Old Madam Zhou said, looking at Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan. "Baohe, Yulan, you don’t mind me, right?"

Zhao Yulan grinned, "Of course not, Aunt Zhou wanting us to support her shows she loves us, I understand this logic."

Standing at the doorway, looking at the joyful scene in the hall, Zhou Jingping and Zhou Mikang felt their hearts instantly warm up...

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