Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 418 - 286: Reap What You Sow

Chapter 418: Chapter 286: Reap What You Sow

The second watch of the night arrived.

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As Zhao Yulan spoke her piece, Old Madam Zhou felt it inappropriate to insist on their stay, so she broached the subject, "If you wish to return, I won’t stop you, but the house has been sold, where will you live upon your return?

I know you have a small hut, but you’re aware of the condition you’re in. A room that damp, how can you live there?

How about this, wait a few more days, let’s send someone to buy back the house. Once everything is sorted out, you and Baohe can head back. Is that acceptable?"

"Auntie, we shouldn’t buy back the house we sold. The buyers helped us out in a time of need, it wouldn’t be right to repurchase it now.

Baohe and I have decided, we’ll stay initially at Gangshun’s Family. Their two children have gone off to serve in the military, leaving them feeling empty. It’s perfect, we’ll go and keep them company.

Our old house isn’t really damp, it’s just that the windows are too few and it’s a bit dark inside. Baohe and I are thinking, before it gets too cold early in winter, we’ll smash the old windows and replace them with glass ones to brighten up the place."

"You child, why are you so stubborn?" Old Madam Zhou sighed helplessly, "When the Zhou family was in trouble, you sold your house to stand by us through the hard times. Now that the Zhou family has been exonerated, if you go back to that tiny, dark room, aren’t you letting others break the Zhou family’s backbone?"

"It’s not that..." Zhao Yulan hastily waved her hands in distress, "Auntie, what if we first go back to stay with my parents for a bit, and while we’re there we can ask around if anyone is selling a house, what do you think?"

"Yulan, if in the past, we treated you and Baohe well because you were Chuxia’s parents and we were simply fulfilling our duty as in-laws, now, we truly consider you and Baohe as part of the Zhou family. Your uncle and I cherish you both as if you were our own children.

You are a mother yourself. How would you feel if you lived comfortably but allowed Chuxia to suffer?"

"Auntie, I..." Hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yulan looked at Old Madam Zhou, "Baohe and I just can’t quite get used to living here.

We’re so accustomed to farming and waking up to the crowing of a rooster in the mornings. We’re both still young, not yet at an age for retirement. Staying here would make us feel like we’re good for nothing.

Actually, we don’t want to leave Chuxia and even discussed whether we could rent a place nearby, supporting ourselves by making matchboxes.

But then we dismissed the idea. If we really did that, Chuxia would not feel good about it, nor would you.

To live without working, just waiting to eat, we really couldn’t do it. Auntie, I promise you, once Chuxia has a child, Baohe and I will come to stay and help look after the baby. By then, if you try to send me away, I won’t even leave."

"You..." Knowing that Zhao Yulan’s words were a mix of sincerity and fibs, with the sole intention of not wanting to become a freeloader living off her daughter, Old Madam Zhou sighed, "Never mind, I won’t pressure you. If you want to go back, go ahead.

It wouldn’t be right to forcibly buy back the house now. Let’s do as you suggested, go back and see if there are any houses for sale to make do for now.

Later on, let Xiaomi help you build a new one. Whether to build it near Chuxia’s grandmother’s place or back in your original village, that’s for you and Baohe to discuss and decide."

"Mm, I’ll follow your advice," Zhao Yulan quickly agreed, knowing any further refusal would hurt their relationship.

Old Madam Zhou still felt a sense of regret. True colors are shown in times of adversity. The actions of Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan during the Zhou family’s downfall had fully demonstrated their noble character. Such in-laws were truly hard to find.

But through the time spent together, she had also come to understand that despite their modest origins, this couple had a great deal of pride. If they were forced to stay, they probably wouldn’t be happy.

It might be better to just let things take their course. Maybe, when Chuxia has her baby, the couple would be drawn to stay by their grandchild.

By this time, everyone had already tidied up everything and went to the Jing Family’s home for dinner in a grand procession.

The two housekeepers of the household had each returned home after the Zhou family’s incident, and Zhu Xinqin volunteered that she would take care of dinner along with Nanny Li and Sister-in-law Yin from Elder Wan’s family.

The door was opened by Old Master Wan.

Once you looked into the living room, the expressions on everyone’s faces were quite a sight.

Jing Monian and Jing Zhe were each wielding a rolling pin, rapidly rolling out dough. Zhu Xinqin, Old Master Jing, Old Madam Jing, Nanny Li, and Sister-in-law Yin – the five of them wrapping dumplings – still couldn’t keep up with the two men’s pace.

"I was wrapping them earlier too," Old Master Wan explained.

Everyone: "..."

Zhao Yulan couldn’t stay idle; upon entering, she went straight to the restroom to wash her hands and then sat down at the table to help.

When Lin Yanqiu saw Zhu Xinqin, a mix of feelings surged in her heart, and she just stood there, blankly staring until Liang Xiaohong dragged her to the restroom to wash her hands, snapping her back to reality. She couldn’t help but laugh bitterly, "Xiaohong, do you think I was crazy to have fought with her so fiercely in the past?"

"That’s just the way you two get along," Liang Xiaohong laughed, "Just watch, when you two meet again, you’ll start arguing."

"That’s not going to happen..." Lin Yanqiu smiled at herself in the mirror, "This time, their family has done a favor for the Zhou family. From now on, I’ll let her have her way."

Liang Xiaohong smiled noncommittally and dried her hands before exiting the restroom.

Chuxia didn’t mean to not help; just as she moved her foot, Zhou Mikang tugged at her, "You’d best not go add to the chaos."

"You’re the one adding chaos..." Chuxia blinked with feigned realization, "You must be unable to roll the dough or wrap dumplings yourself, that’s why you’re deliberately stopping me, right? You’re just looking for someone to make you look better, just say it, and I’ll play along."

Zhou Mikang lowered his voice, sounding a bit through gritted teeth, "You’re picking on me as soon as I get back."

Chuxia paused, realizing someone was showing extreme guilt, and her courage instantly swelled up, "Brother, Zhou Mikang wants to roll the dough."

"Okay, Commander Zhou, come on over." Jing Zhe stopped what he was doing, got up, and vacated his spot.

Zhou Mikang tensed up visibly but who was he to admit defeat? "I’ll roll, you wrap." He immediately dragged Chuxia to the restroom to wash hands, expressionless.

Had she guessed wrong? Chuxia wondered as she glanced at him, obediently washed her hands, sat down in an empty seat, but kept her eyes fixed on Zhou Mikang’s actions.

She watched as he sat down majestically in Jing Zhe’s former seat, glanced at Jing Monian’s technique, picked up a piece of dough, and began rolling and turning it...

When Commander Zhou pushed a polygonal shape in front of Chuxia and calmly picked up another piece of dough, Chuxia was stunned... Commander Tongzi, could you not try too hard?

During dinner, everyone had a plate of dumplings in front of them, only Commander Tongzi had in front of him a plate of... dough slices? Noodles? Dough...?

In any case, they weren’t dumplings! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for us with recommendation tickets or monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)

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