Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife-Chapter 142: The Starting Point of Spoiling Is Love, but the End Point Is Hate
"Jiaojiao~~ You’ve already finished cooking? It smells so good!"
"Jiaojiao, you made a new dish today. I’ve never seen this before."
"Wow! There’s even donkey meat! I haven’t had donkey meat in years~"
The old gentlemen all spoke at once.
"Grandpa, you’re all back! Did you have fun today?" Gu Jiaojiao asked as she took off her apron.
The old gentlemen exchanged a look and nodded immediately. "It was pretty good. It’s just that the food outside isn’t as fragrant as yours."
"Then hurry and wash your hands and sit down to try it. For dinner tonight, we made donkey meat in five different flavors."
"Shuo Ci, where did you buy donkey meat at this time of day?" Uncle Dong asked curiously.
"I bought a live donkey, had someone butcher it for me, and set aside about a dozen catties of braised donkey meat. Uncle, take some back for Grandpa to try later."
Su Shuochi had already prepared his excuse. After all, Mr. Dong was his mother-in-law’s biological father.
"Oh, great! Thank you, then," Uncle Dong said politely. ’I’ll pay for the braised donkey meat along with the living expenses later,’ he thought.
"Uncle, didn’t Uncle Sheng come with you this morning to pick up my grandpa and the others?" Eldest Brother Gu asked, seemingly nonchalant.
"Hah! Don’t even mention him. When we got back to the compound gate, we heard that some arrogant girl was beating someone up at the hospital entrance. We went to watch the commotion, and it nearly drove us mad..."
Li An then chattered on about their day. There wasn’t much to say about what happened while they were out and about.
He started from when they reached the compound gate, where a guard told Mr. Sheng that his daughter was hitting someone at the hospital entrance.
Grandpa Gu wanted to go back to the Su family’s house. He knew the guard was talking about Sheng Yueyue, but the others had no idea.
"What? Another girl brawling in the street? Let’s go take a look too." Xia Qiuming was younger, after all, and more curious.
Mr. Sheng complained endlessly in his head, but he was too embarrassed to refuse, so he just told the driver to take them straight to the hospital entrance.
From the car, they could see her from a distance—the same girl who had cursed them out yesterday afternoon. She had one foot planted on the back of a man lying on the ground.
With one hand on her hip and the other pointing and yelling at people, her arrogant posture reminded Li An of the kick she had given him.
"Oh, thank heavens, it’s just the same girl from yesterday! You scared this old man to death. I was starting to think Qing City was full of arrogant girls!"
"You’re so dense. Didn’t that girl say yesterday that her father is some big shot? No one else would dare be so brazenly arrogant."
"Whoa, look closely! That girl has the right to be arrogant. She took down a dozen people all by herself!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺
"Well, well. So skilled at such a young age. Her parents must have spent a fortune training her in martial arts!"
"No wonder she’s so arrogant. Turns out she’s been training since she was a child. Don’t tell me she’s the descendant of some general?"
Mr. Sheng, the descendant of a general’s family in question: ...
He was so mortified he didn’t know what to do. He just wanted to find a hole and crawl into it!
Seeing his arrogant and domineering adoptive granddaughter, Old Sir Gu was also completely bewildered, fuming with such anger that his beard bristled and his eyes widened.
"All of you, shut your mouths! Didn’t I tell you yesterday? That’s my adoptive granddaughter.
Where would I get the money to train her in martial arts? She spent her days on the farm feeding pigs and cutting pig feed. Of course she’d be strong."
"Oh, heavens~ Old Guy Gu, don’t blame yourself too much. It must have been her biological father who took pity on her and hired a martial arts teacher."
"She’s been back with them for less than a year! What martial arts could she have learned? Do you even know what you’re talking about?!"
"Ah! Old Guy Gu, then how did you raise your granddaughter? Did you give her the confidence to be so arrogant?"
"What does this have to do with Old Gu? Professor Gu and his son are men of great literary talent. No matter what, they would never raise someone like... that."
Xia Qiuming retorted unhappily. He wouldn’t allow anyone to say a single bad word about his respected teacher.
"Professor Xia is right. When Yueyue first came to our compound, she was very well-behaved. She was probably spoiled by her mother’s favoritism."
Uncle Dong wasn’t intentionally speaking up for his sister’s family; he truly wasn’t lying.
He even shot a provocative glance at Mr. Sheng, a look that seemed to say: ’I’m just telling the truth, but I’m still saving you some face.’
Mr. Sheng returned a helpless look. He was used to it. He was truly mortified.
"She used to be so timid. Forget hitting people, she would frown if she even stepped on an ant. How has she become a completely different person?"
Old Sir Gu was deeply worried. He had students all over the world; some were mischievous, but none were this outrageous.
"Then this girl must be the descendant of a brute, no doubt about it. It’s a flaw inherited through her bloodline."
Li An was a history researcher, so his temperament was naturally much more old-fashioned than the others.
"Oh, dear! She was being educated so well by Old Guy Gu, but the moment she returned to her biological parents, she was spoiled rotten!"
"Spoil them too much and they go astray. You all must never dote on your children in the future. In raising a child, do not spoil them; if a child falls, do not abandon them."
Cheng Tao lamented. None of them knew that Sheng Yueyue was Mr. Sheng’s daughter, so they joked around without restraint.
"Doting begins with love, but it ends in resentment. Don’t spoil your children. Doting on a child will ruin their entire life."
"I still much prefer that girl Jiaojiao. Such a magnificent and peerless young woman. She lives with clarity and understanding, and she treats everyone and everything with genuine passion and sincerity."
"Jiaojiao has good genes and a wonderful upbringing. She has a graceful and elegant bearing, with a natural scholarly air about her—delicate, yet with a touch of charm."
"It’s no wonder she could conquer a bloodthirsty hero from the battlefield like Su Shuochi. The two of them are an excellent match, and Shuo Ci absolutely dotes on his wife."
"Jiaojiao’s adoptive parents are truly cultured. Add to that the good bloodline of the Gu Family, and of course Jiaojiao would turn out so outstanding~"
The very "cultured" Mr. Sheng listened to the big shots’ words, his mood plunging into the depths of hell one moment and soaring to the heavens the next.
Hearing everyone praise Gu Jiaojiao, Mr. Sheng’s mood improved considerably, and his earlier sorrow was swept away.
His heart, which felt as if it had been stabbed and was bleeding nonstop, seemed to be soothed by a warm current that healed the wound.
However, his good mood didn’t even last for two seconds. Their group was about to get out of the car, and the moment they opened the doors, they heard Sheng Yueyue’s shrill curses.
"It’s no use playing dead, you country bumpkins! I’ll never let a pack of dogs like you get what you want."
Xia Qiuming was born and raised in the Imperial City. He had been to the countryside and had even traveled abroad, but he had no idea what a "country bumpkin" was.
"Old Gu, do you know what ’country bumpkin’ means?"
"It’s probably an insult for country folk. I’ve never heard it before; the term has never appeared in several thousand years of history.
Rural people can be generally referred to as ’country folk.’ Anyone who farms in the countryside can be lumped together and called ’country folk.’
Since ancient times, city people have been divided into two types: dignitaries and commoners. But really, city people can be categorized in many ways.
There are officials, merchants, masters of the eighteen martial weapons, and practitioners of the seventy-two trades, and many more.
As things developed to the present day, rural people were categorized as ’country folk,’ while city people have been called ’city dwellers’ throughout the dynasties."
"Honestly, that girl... Even ’country folk’ would have sounded better. Why call them ’country bumpkins’?"
