Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander
Chapter 419 - 287: Who Understands People Better?

Chapter 419: Chapter 287: Who Understands People Better?

The first watch had arrived, the next Chapter was very late, don’t wait, see it tomorrow.

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By now, Chuxia had already obtained her marriage certificate with Zhou Mikang and held the wedding banquet, so naturally, it was inappropriate for her to return to the Wan Family with Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe.

After leaving the Jing Family’s doorway, everyone exchanged a few pleasantries and then went their separate ways.

Having walked a considerable distance, Zhao Yulan stopped and looked back, letting out an almost imperceptible sigh, upon which Lin Baohe grasped his wife’s hand and gently squeezed it for comfort.

Being a father, it wasn’t proper for him to mention such matters, but that didn’t mean he didn’t understand them. However, in the presence of Old Master Wan, he couldn’t really say anything, so he just held his wife’s hand and continued walking in silence.

Old Master Wan, assuming they were about to leave and reluctant to part with Chuxia, chuckled and said, "If you can’t bear to leave, just stay with us forever, having you both here would make me the happiest."

Zhao Yulan replied with a smile, "As long as Uncle Wan doesn’t find us annoying, that’s fine."

"Do you really plan to stay?" Old Master Wan turned his head in surprise, as previously, the couple had insisted on going back, citing concerns from Old Master Zhao and Old Lady Zhao.

"We’ll stay for now," Zhao Yulan said somewhat apologetically, "Aunt Zhou talked to me about this, and after discussing with Baohe, we decided to let the Zhou family buy us a house back home before we return. Uncle Wan, it’s not that we are greedy for money..."

Old Master Wan interrupted her with a cheerful laugh, "You’re thinking of using this opportunity to clear the debts of gratitude to the Zhou family, so they don’t feel indebted to you, right?"

Lin Baohe quickly joined in, "Uncle Wan, to tell the truth, the house was also built by the Zhou family, and when the Zhou family faced difficulties, selling the house to help them was only right. The Zhou family doesn’t owe us anything.

However, though this rationale is clear, acting on it might make everyone uncomfortable, and outsiders might say the Zhou family treats us poorly and also say our family’s circumstances are poor, which would mean Chuxia has no status in the Zhou family.

So, after much consideration, we decided to accept Aunt Zhou’s arrangement. Maybe this way, it will calm some gossiping tongues."

"You two really don’t want to owe anything, always considering every little detail for others. The Old Zhou family is fortunate to have you as in-laws," Old Master Wan said.

Lin Baohe chuckled, "Uncle Wan, I really love hearing you say that..."

"You..." Old Master Wan also laughed, "I thought you were going to be modest with me, Baohe, but I’ve discovered that you always manage to surprise people. No wonder Chuxia is so extraordinary. I used to wonder, but now I realize it’s your influence."

"Uncle Wan, your words are truly the highest praise for me," Lin Baohe grinned so broadly that his mouth couldn’t close. While smiling, he nudged his wife’s arm, "Wife, did you hear that? Uncle Wan said, our Chuxia takes after me."

Zhao Yulan retorted with a curled lip, "If you say that in front of others, people will wonder just how ugly Chuxia must be."

Lin Baohe: "From now on, I’ll say just that, let them wonder. When they see Chuxia, they’ll wish they could smash their own eye sockets..."

"Uncle Wan, have you ever met someone so shameless?"

"Didn’t I just meet one today?"

"Uncle Wan..."

As they talked and laughed, they got home by ten at night, and Old Master Wan, who couldn’t stay up late, immediately excused himself and returned to his room.

Back in their own room, Zhao Yulan let out a long sigh.

"Children have their own fortunes; don’t worry too much," Lin Baohe comforting patted his wife’s shoulder, "Wash up and sleep. We still have to stay here for a few days, and we need to finish that batch of work."

"You really don’t worry much, do you? At this hour, you’re still thinking about those matchboxes!" Suddenly ignited with frustration, if it weren’t for fearing that Old Master Wan and Sister-in-law Yin would hear, Zhao Yulan really wanted to yell at her husband.

Not knowing where his wife’s inexplicable anger came from, Lin Baohe just hung his head and sat there silently.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Yulan’s anger subsided somewhat, and she moved closer to her husband, "I don’t know what it is, but I just feel so suffocated.

You would think I’d be happy that Chuxia’s father-in-law and Xiaomi have come back, but I just can’t feel happy. Baohe, do you think there’s something wrong with my mind?"

Lin Baohe wrapped an arm around her shoulder, "There’s nothing wrong with your mind. For you, today might really be the day our daughter truly leaves us. You want her to marry well, yet you fear she won’t."

"This incident with the Zhou family scared you a lot. You fear that something like this might happen again someday and affect our daughter. But you also feel that breaking off the engagement with the Zhou family over this would be heartless. Think about what I’ve said, isn’t that the case?"

After a long silence, Zhao Yulan sighed heavily: "Baohe, I regret not taking the chance to properly advise Chuxia. This time, she shouldn’t be butting heads with Xiao Zhou. Once she’s married off, she’s part of their family."

"Don’t worry yourself about it. Our Xia is a smart kid; she knows what she’s doing..." Talking about such things with his wife, Lin Baohe felt somewhat embarrassed, but it was unavoidable, so he continued resolutely, "After having a daughter, this day would have come sooner or later. We have already been luckier than others, haven’t we?"

While the old couple was entangled in this matter, the young couple was also having an awkward time.

Chuxia returned home with the Zhou family entourage. After chatting casually in the living room for a bit, Old Madam Zhou and Old Master Zhou went back to their room. Then, Lin Yanqiu hurried everyone to go rest, which made Chuxia feel uneasy about lingering in the living room any longer.

When she reached her room, she looked at the bright red decor all around and scratched her head. Clearly, she had changed the order for the bedding to something plain. How did it get switched back again?

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Mikang pushed her, "If you’re fond of it, go take a shower quickly. I won’t let you into bed without a shower!"

Chuxia slipped into the bathroom with a frown. Could it be that he got confused eating dumpling soup?

Listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, Tongzi, who had been tense all along, suddenly changed his demeanor, rushed to the bedside, lifted a corner of the quilt only to cover it back up. After thinking a bit, he grabbed his own change of clothes and ran out as if escaping.

"What are you doing?" At the staircase, Zhou Mikang was blocked by Lin Yanqiu.

"I..." Zhou Mikang unusually showed a sheepish smile, "I’m going to the communal bathroom to take a shower, and I’ll return to my room afterwards."

"If you weren’t feeling guilty, you wouldn’t need to explain all this to me." Lin Yanqiu grabbed her son’s arm and quickly returned to her own room, pushing Zhou Jingping, who was reading by the bed, "Go out for a while, I have something to talk about with my son."

"I am his father. What can’t you say in front of me?" Zhou Jingping was reluctant to move. After all these days, he had finally come back home and realized there’s no place more comfortable than his own bed!

"Are you going to sit still?" Lin Yanqiu started circling around the room looking for something handy to use. "If you dare stay put, I’m not Lin Yanqiu if I don’t pry you out."

"Alright, alright, I’m going. Is that okay?" Zhou Jingping shook his head helplessly, got off the bed, glared fiercely at his son, and quickly left before his wife exploded.

Turning back, Lin Yanqiu smiled contentedly, "Xiaomi, seeing how you and your dad get along now really makes me happy from the bottom of my heart."

In the past, Zhou Jingping couldn’t please his son enough, let alone dare to glare at him.

"Mom, just say what you need to say, I still need to shower." Zhou Mikang added, "Although I’m back now, I can move out at any time."

"Are you threatening me?" Lin Yanqiu’s nose twitched and tears fell like broken pearls, "I’ve just been eagerly waiting for your return, and this is how you treat me?"

"Mom..." Zhou Mikang stared at her dumbfounded, "What... What’s wrong with you?" It was truly the first time he had seen his mother cry over such trivial matters.

"These days have been humiliating and torturous for me, and just when I had hoped for your return, you’re in a rush to move out..." Lin Yanqiu sniffled, "What will people say? Surely they’ll say it’s because I am a mother-in-law who can’t accommodate others, that’s why my son and his wife are moving out to live on their own."

"Alright, Mom, I know what you want to say, don’t worry. Chuxia is your daughter-in-law, and always will be. She isn’t going anywhere. But some things can’t be rushed, she’s still just a kid. You understand what I’m saying, right?"

"I..." pausing a moment, Lin Yanqiu looked at her son with a face full of grievance, "I understand, but don’t make me wait too long. Your elder brother... sigh..."

"Okay, okay, I got it..." Zhou Mikang comforted her for a moment, but couldn’t help saying, "Mom, why have you suddenly turned into Lin Daiyu? You’re really scaring me here. If Jiping and Xiangping saw you like this, they’d probably be scared half to death."

"Would I act like this in front of them?" Lin Yanqiu pushed her son towards the door with a look of disgust, "Go on, hurry and shower. Your wife must be waiting anxiously."

At this age, a complete personality reversal?

Zhou Mikang mused to himself as he walked out, then decided to head to the communal bathroom.

In truth, after this incident, he truly had a new understanding of Chuxia and he didn’t want her to have even a bit of regret.

Noticing she was uncomfortable, he decided to step out first, giving her the time and space she needed to prepare her thoughts thoroughly, perhaps this was the best approach for everyone...

After her shower, Chuxia dressed in pajamas buttoned up to her neck, hung her head low and groped her way to the bed. Only after she crawled under the covers did she dare to look up and see... no one there... What a considerate child he was... He quietly commended, closed his eyes, and concentrated on falling asleep...(To be continued. If you enjoyed this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com), and cast a monthly vote. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)