Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten-Chapter 920 - 922: Dong Li Comes Visiting

Tu Chunni left without a second thought, and then came down Cai Meina, who seemed ready to explode at any moment.

"Looks like you’ll need to settle down today," Gong Ruini signaled Gong Ruzhi to be cautious.

Gong Ruzhi replied with a grunt, then whispered, "I don’t like Grandma, nor do I like Grandmother."

"It’s the first time they’ve seen me, and they haven’t spoken to me." This made Gong Ruzhi, who grew up under much attention in Beijing, quite unhappy.

Gong Ruini thought Zhao Guangran disliked these two because they had bullied Cai Meina, but she didn’t expect him to respond like this; it was truly remarkable.

Just when everyone thought no family members would visit today, Dong Li surprisingly brought her mother.

Oh no, the situation seems ready to escalate into a conflict; Gong Ruini didn’t know if former daughters-in-law usually come to mourn a deceased former mother-in-law.

Even if they do, it’s usually because their relationship was always good.

But was their relationship good? It was definitely on the verge of a complete breakdown, so why would Dong Li come?

Dai Lixia’s expression changed dramatically upon seeing Dong Li, filled with all sorts of alarm and hatred.

Alarmed, why would Dai Lixia show such an expression? Gong Ruini was puzzled; could there be some post-marital drama involving Uncle and Dong Li?

"I’m here to pay my respects. After all, she was my mother-in-law for many years." Dong Li was waiting and waiting, yet didn’t see Gong Xiaoyu reach out to her, which made her anxious.

No one knew how the discussions were going, but unfortunately, there was no way to delay on her end anymore.

Gong Tao and Gong Zhuang’s families ignored her; at any rate, she wasn’t their daughter-in-law, so all eyes were on how Gong Qiang would handle the situation.

Gong Qiang’s eyes lit up upon seeing Dong Li, but before he could act, Dai Lixia stopped him.

"Xiaoyu, your mother is here." Dai Lixia knew she couldn’t drive Dong Li away, or there would be consequences. Gong Xiaoyu was suppressed now and wouldn’t make a fuss, but what about in the future?

Gong Qiang was restrained by Dai Lixia and could only stay quietly on the side, which Dong Li found very displeasing.

See, before there was at least some backbone, but now he’s entirely listening to his wife—how did he become such a useless person?

Gong Xiaoyu’s knees were already numb from kneeling; seeing Dong Li come over filled him with dissatisfaction. If it weren’t for her constant nagging, he wouldn’t be in this miserable position.

"Mom, you’re here." Dong Li had expected Gong Xiaoyu to be here causing a scene, demanding money constantly, but she never thought things would turn out like this.

"Xiaoyu, you’ve become so thin, who bullied you?"

"Oh, delicate old lady, look at this—barely gone and already someone is bullying your favorite grandson."

"Delicate old lady, I know you left with regrets."

Stunned, Gong Ruini didn’t expect Dong Li to make such an entrance, assuming someone’s bullying Gong Xiaoyu without even listening to the situation.

Is she suffering from delusional persecution? Maybe she thinks that by crying and fussing, she can help Gong Xiaoyu secure more benefits.

Gong Zhuang said nothing, just letting Dong Li make her scene—after all, she’s only pretending; see how long she can keep it up.

Gong Qiang was held back by Dai Lixia, and of course, Gong Zheng would never step forward; now Gong Qiang was constantly stirring things up, claiming Gong Zheng had infuriated the old lady to death.

Gong Zheng himself was already overwhelmed; he had no time to care about Dong Li’s fate.

Crying this much, yet not naming names—why wouldn’t anyone step up? This made Dong Li anxious.

Dong Li could only raise her voice, repeating her earlier words; she didn’t believe someone as concerned about reputation as Gong Zhuang wouldn’t step out.

Gong Zhuang just stood there, watching Dong Li’s various antics, leaving her embarrassed.

Dong Li couldn’t wait for someone to speak, regardless of losing face, and ran to Gong Xiaoyu’s side to ask if he’s been wronged.

"I haven’t, I’m here voluntarily." Heart bleeding, he wanted to say he was unhappy, wanted to say he was exhausted every day, but he didn’t dare, or he’d face consequences.

"You’re here voluntarily?" Dumbfounded, Dong Li knew her son. If there was no benefit, why would he agree? Absolutely impossible.

And yet, since he’s working so hard, he must be earning quite a bit, which delighted Dong Li.

"Of course, you’re Grandma’s favorite grandson, keeping vigil here will make her happy." Act a bit more—let Gong Zhuang see, and the more money, the better.

That change of expression was fast, "Bro, do you think she believes we’ll give Gong Xiaoyu money?" Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so happy.

Gong Ruini was really curious how Dong Li’s expression would change once she learned the truth, but she held back.

"Definitely, otherwise she wouldn’t act like this." Gong Ruwen quietly watched the mother and son perform their act of affection, deeply frustrating Gong Ruini.

"Though they wanted to put on various displays, unfortunately, they’re too excited to notice all the details." Fake, as fake as it gets.

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Dong Li left in high spirits; though she didn’t receive money, Gong Xiaoyu’s holding money—given her disbelief, her son wouldn’t fork some over.

If not for considering she’s in the mourning hall, she’d likely have angered Gong Zhuang into yelling a celebratory shout.

"Look at her face, it’s twisted." Gong Ruini and Gong Ruwen whispered incessantly; Dong Li’s current look was hilariously absurd.

While Gong Ruini watched, Gong Qiang and others certainly weren’t ignoring it; Gong Xiaoyu felt thoroughly embarrassed by her.

"Alright, Mom, you should go." At this moment, she was actually laughing, thinking she’d finally have money, then passing it on to Uncle to pay off debts.

At this point, Gong Xiaoyu suddenly felt sad; back when Dong Li had an easy life, she wasn’t particularly good to him—rather, she worried he’d disrupt her blissful life.

Since when did she treat him well? Gong Xiaoyu reflected a bit—it started when she could no longer get much money from her current man.

Indeed, dear mother does all this for Uncle’s sake, to pay off his gambling debts, having drained their family and her current man’s assets.

Such a woman, truly unlucky is the man who marries her.

Gong Xiaoyu watched Dong Li’s departing figure for a while, then quietly continued to burn paper money for Zhang Lan.

"Ni Zi, did you notice something odd when Gong Xiaoyu looked at Dong Li just now?" Gong Jiaxin whispered.

Odd? Gong Ruini really hadn’t noticed, "Maybe he’s tired of his money-sucking mom."

Earlier, Gong Ruini had overheard Gong Zhuang mention Dong Li’s brother had incurred more debt; debt collectors were numerous.

Sounds like life wasn’t easy—hoping Zhang Lan would exhaust her final dignity to get money for her precious grandson, to pay off gambling debts.

Gong Ruini glanced in the direction Dong Li left, truly baffled why two useless brothers could be so different.

Perhaps it’s about choices; no one can persuade them otherwise.