The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s
Chapter 112 - 95 (asking for first subscription, asking for monthly ticket) Just posted it in the wrong place, very sorry.

Chapter 112: 95 (asking for first subscription, asking for monthly ticket) Just posted it in the wrong place, very sorry.

After seeing off the guests from the wedding banquet, sisters Chuntao and Chunhua helped Mo Junhua into the house and onto the bed. Seeing Lan Tian sleeping comfortably on the bed made Chuntao inexplicably uncomfortable. These past few days she had been busy with Lan Tian’s wedding, tired as a dog, yet here she was, sleeping like a pig, not even caring about her own husband.

Chunhua noticed her sister’s angry look and knew she felt unhappy again, quickly pulling her outside. Chuntao, supporting her husband back to the room, was muttering under her breath, though her voice was very low. Her husband, heavily drunk, didn’t hear her words.

Chunlai’s wife and Jun Guo’s wife supported their husbands into the house and then came out to help grandma clean up. The various aunts and cousins helped together, washing dishes and wiping tables. With many hands making light work, everything was soon cleaned and tidied, and everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

The yard was quiet until Mo Junhua suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were clear and bright, showing no trace of drunkenness. He turned his head to look at the sleeping Lan Tian, sniffing the scent of alcohol on his body, tiptoed out of the bed to the yard to fetch water, and quickly took a bath.

He returned to the room, changed into shorts, lying on the bed shirtless, slowly drew closer to Lan Tian. Seeing no reaction from her, he tentatively placed his hand slowly on Lan Tian’s waist. Asleep, Lan Tian felt a cool object approach, turned over, and hugged him. Mo Junhua took the opportunity to hold her, inhaling the familiar light fragrance, and fell asleep contentedly.

In the morning, upon waking and finding herself in Mo Junhua’s arms, Lan Tian gazed at his solid chest, taking a while to recover.

Her nose was just a centimeter away from intimate contact with someone’s chest. Mo Junhua rubbed Lan Tian’s soft hair and chuckled, making his chest vibrate.

"Baby, you’re awake, let’s get up for breakfast." Then he got up from the bed, and Lan Tian followed suit, sitting up to watch him, shirtless with a peach wood bullet necklace she made hanging around his neck, pacing around the room in shorts.

A military man indeed has a good body; look at those eight-pack muscles, firm and brimming with enormous energy, look at that flowing Adonis belt, vanishing into...

Mo Junhua put on a tank top and slipped on military pants and a jacket, turning around to see Lan Tian still dazed on the bed, lightly patted her face twice.

"What are you thinking about? So engrossed. Come on, let’s have breakfast." His eyes swept over Lan Tian’s body, faintly hopeful., "or should I help you change clothes?"

Lan Tian rolled her eyes at him, thinking that he was too wishful, and shooed him out as she changed. While dressing, she tried to recall last night’s events. Lan Tian only remembered things before she drank the sweet wine. Mo Junhua brought her some pastries, she ate them, and then she had sweet wine. She didn’t remember anything after drinking the sweet wine; it seemed possible that maybe she had slept.

She hadn’t said anything inappropriate, had she?

Lan Tian thought uncertainly, Mo Junhua’s expression seemed very normal, so probably not any strange words. Lan Tian was annoyed to death; luckily, she hadn’t drunk much before falling asleep, preventing any major trouble. She vowed never to drink alcohol in front of outsiders again. She changed into a beige dress and went out to wash up.

In the hall, as Lan Tian emerged from the room, Mr. and Mrs. Wang Guiyu looked at her with eager anticipation.

Politely, Lan Tian greeted, "Dad, Mom, good morning."

"Ah!" Wang Guiyu was as delighted as if finding a treasure, Mr. Mo also responded eagerly, the old couple each pulled out a red envelope for Lan Tian. Lan Tian accepted and handed it to Mo Junhua beside her. Seeing this, Wang Guiyu’s smile deepened, even more satisfied with Lan Tian.

Chuntao snorted coldly, what good morning? The sun was already shining on their backsides by the time they got up, yet they still had the nerve to say early. People working the fields had already hoed half a plot of weeds.

Chuntao’s nature, as Lan Tian had experienced in her previous life, was an opportunistic person. From the past life where she helped Bai Lianhua against her, Lan Tian had seen through her. Ignoring her scornful sneer, Lan Tian greeted everyone cheerfully, calling out to elder brother and sister-in-law, second brother and sister-in-law.

Chunlai’s wife and Jun Guo’s wife symbolically gave Lan Tian a red envelope, which Lan Tian then returned to their sons. Under her mother’s glare, Chuntao reluctantly called her sister-in-law, while Chuntao’s husband did so more willingly. Lan Tian handed over the red envelopes Zhao Li had prepared for her, giving one to Chuntao’s son.

Chunhua cheerfully hugged Lan Tian’s hand and called her "sister-in-law." Lan Tian gave her a big red envelope. The clever youngest son of the family, without needing his mother Wang Guiyu’s prompting, hugged Lan Tian’s leg calling ’sister-in-law’ just like Chunhua. Lan Tian gave him a big red envelope, and the youngster ran into Wang Guiyu’s arms to show off.

After recognizing kin, Chuntao took her husband and son back to the town. Chunlai and his wife, along with Jun Guo and his wife, took up their hoes to head to the fields. They had been busy with Mo Junhua’s wedding lately and had neglected their crops. Chunhua also went down to work in the fields, and so did Mo Junhua. He would be returning to the army in a few days and wanted to help as much as he could.

Lan Tian had no such self-awareness, swaying her hands as she returned to Grandma Sun’s house. Wang Guiyu and the others were already mentally prepared; it was impractical to expect Lan Tian to work in the fields, and they couldn’t really bring themselves to ask, guessing that Mo Yuanle wouldn’t be happy about it either.

Chunlai’s wife and Jun Guo’s wife watched Lan Tian’s retreating figure with deep resentment.

"Mom, Lan Tian is now a member of our family; she should also work in the fields," Chunlai’s wife couldn’t stand it and threw down her hoe to speak to Wang Guiyu, "We’re all daughters-in-law, why doesn’t she have to work?"

Wang Guiyu hadn’t spoken yet when Chunhua glanced at her sister-in-law and spoke sarcastically, "Can you even compare to her, Sister-in-law? Lan Tian has never washed a single bowl at home from her childhood, and all her clothes were bought by her aunt in the county town. She doesn’t do chores, yet Grandma Sun and her uncle still took care of her. If you don’t work, would your maternal family take care of you?"

A daughter married off is water splashed out, definitely not, her family still expects her to contribute somehow.

If Lan Tian knew what Chunhua said about her, she would definitely feel wronged. When she was first adopted by Grandma Sun, she too washed dishes. Later, when Zhao Li and Mo Yuanle moved in, she stopped doing dishes. She wanted to, but Zhao Li and Grandma Sun didn’t let her, not to mention she also helped with chores like sweeping the floors and feeding the pigs, though she only carried the bucket to pour out pig feed.

"Girls in the county town don’t have her luck. Oh, by the way, Sister-in-law, you might not know yet, in a few days, Lan Tian is going to Shanghai for studies."

A group of people with jealousy, envious of everything, not considering their own characters, just superficial actions. Lan Tian is proficient in medicine, she cured many old ailments of the elderly in the village, why hasn’t she seen that?

"Where would the family get extra money for her schooling?" Chunlai’s wife really got anxious this time. The family was still in debt, and besides, she had never heard of a matrimonial family sending a daughter-in-law to school.

Chunhua scoffed, "Sister-in-law, you can rest assured about this. Lan Tian won’t ask for money from the family. Her Uncle had prepared everything for her long ago, tuition and living expenses, from high school to university. Besides, my third brother is there, they won’t use the family’s money."

Chunlai’s wife felt awkward.

Mo Junhua never knew Chunhua was so articulate.

Lan Tian swung back home, Zhao Li was chopping pigweed in the yard. Seeing Lan Tian return, she looked behind her, not seeing Mo Junhua, she asked curiously, "Why are you back? Have you had breakfast?"

She just got married yesterday, and the girl came back today. During breakfast, she told Grandma Sun that the house felt a lot quieter missing one person.

A new bride should only visit her family three days after the wedding. The girl sneaked back in less than a day; how would it look to others? Zhao Li hurriedly pulled her into the house. Grandma Sun was boiling water in the kitchen, heard Zhao Li talking to someone outside, stood up and looked through the window, saw Zhao Li pulling Lan Tian inside. She stopped boiling the water and went out to look.

"Did you have breakfast so early?"

The girl’s taste becomes more and more finicky, besides what comes from her field, she won’t eat anything grown elsewhere. Strangely enough, things grown where Lan Tian turned the soil tasted different. Having gotten used to it, it made them unable to enjoy the vegetables they used to grow.

Luckily, most of the backyard vegetable garden was tilled by Lan Tian, and the family just ate the vegetables from that plot.

"Had a few bites, couldn’t eat more," Lan Tian said casually. Grandma Sun immediately went to the kitchen and took the separately heated breakfast for the morning. Lan Tian took the bowl and ate mouthfuls.

Zhao Li looked worried, the girl going to Shanghai could starve, not eating this or that, she had never noticed the girl being so delicate before.

"Things will straighten out when we get to them, worst comes to worst, I’ll just quickly grow more crops at Grandpa’s place, don’t worry, Aunt, I won’t starve," Lan Tian didn’t even lift her head as she ate, Zhao Li only then knew she had spoken her thoughts aloud.

"That’s also true," thinking it through, Zhao Li returned to the previous topic, "A new bride should only visit back after three days, coming back so quickly, even if your mother-in-law doesn’t say anything, those gossips in the village will talk behind your back, saying you don’t understand customs."

Lan Tian finished her porridge, put down her chopsticks, and smiled, "I didn’t even leave the village. From our house to Mo Junhua’s is a five-minute walk, a two-minute run. Ever since I was little, everyone in the village watched me grow up; they even know the patterns of my toddler split pants. ’New bride’? They would find it odd if I didn’t come back."

It somehow made sense, Lan Tian had never really cared for conventions from a young age, quite rebellious.

"Did you not sleep well last night, not used to the bed? No wonder you look so dispirited," Grandma Sun noticed Lan Tian looked listless, a bit wilted.

"..." Lan Tian felt embarrassed, not wanting to admit she wasn’t used to the bed, given that she had slept in that bed for years and fell asleep on it easily; saying otherwise might seem like she was too heartless.

Glancing at Grandma Sun and Zhao Li, who didn’t look well either, it was probably they who didn’t sleep well, not finding an excuse would seem like injustice to Grandma Sun and Zhao Li for worrying about her all night.

"I woke up this morning and found everything in the room unfamiliar, Mo Junhua sleeping beside me, my heart panicked, uncomfortable. The room felt strange and incompatible with them, so I came back."