Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband-Chapter 951 - 775: A Bunch of Lunatics

"We’ll talk about your matters later. If you want to join in tomorrow, come back. No one’s stopping you."

"Oh, did you catch something on me? You’re speaking so confidently now? Tsk tsk, alright then."

"Hai Chang, can the whole family have a nice meal today without you causing a scene?" Mr. Mei got annoyed the moment he saw Chen Haichang.

He didn’t know how to deal with this fox who was even more cunning than him.

"I’m not causing a scene, Ai Yi, am I?"

"No," Han Yi smirked and shook his head.

"Haha, Mr. Mei, how much do you dislike me, that you can’t stand me on ordinary days?" Chen Haichang stopped eating, placed his bowl on the table, clasped his fists, and just stared at Mei Erqing like that.

Mr. Mei originally intended to have a nice meal, but Chen Haichang ruined his appetite. After a couple of bites, he went straight back to his room.

"Hai Chang, don’t go too far. After all, he’s your dad," Mei Shuping couldn’t stand it anymore and said to Chen Haichang.

Chen Haichang raised an eyebrow, smiled, and said, "He’s not competent as a father. What’s wrong with me reminding him? What’s the matter, Elder, can’t stand me? Just say it if you can’t."

"I just can’t stand you, so what?"

"Alright, alright, let’s stop arguing. The younger generations are here, and you all start fighting, what’s that about?"

Mei Shuqing saw the two were about to fight and quickly tried to mediate.

"Everyone, just eat well."

Everyone was used to Chen Haichang causing trouble for Mr. Mei, so no one spoke up. Old Mrs. Mei watched her husband get thwarted, and she lost her appetite too. However, she didn’t leave the table, unlike Mr. Mei, who left with a gesture of frustration.

She silently ate until the end. But when Old Mrs. Mei got up, her gaze towards Chen Haichang was somewhat dark, as if pondering something.

Originally, it was assumed that Old Mrs. Mei would let their family stay. But with Chen Haichang causing a scene, Mr. Mei and Old Mrs. Mei didn’t care for them.

It was Mei Shuping who noticed the slippery road outside and offered them to stay at the house. Han Yi directly refused.

Their courtyard house was warmer compared to the large, open veranda on the third floor up here.

Han Yi went upstairs to carry down Little Star. This child slept soundly today. Despite the cold weather, being carried down from upstairs, he remained asleep.

"Cousin, I didn’t drive today, let’s walk together."

"Alright," Han Yi nodded, letting Lin Wan sit in the back and gently placing Little Star next to her.

Mei Shuqing and Liang Qian watched the road outside, and reminded them to be careful and take it slow.

...

"Old man, what on earth has Chen Haichang been up to these days, leaving you anxious and restless all the time?" Old Mrs. Mei asked as she entered the room, seeing Mr. Mei sitting by the window, watching Han Yi’s car drive away.

Mr. Mei sighed, suddenly feeling weak and tired. "Chen Haichang asked me for his grandpa’s heirloom from back in the day. I said it’s gone, but he doesn’t believe it."

"If it’s gone, it’s gone. What kind of heirloom? Can’t we just return another one?"

"You don’t understand. That heirloom from the Chen Family back then was a bit mysterious. It was always worn on Chen Haichang’s grandpa’s hand; it was a jade ring, looking quite ordinary. I thought, as a tomb raider, anything he carried with him must be something good. So, I just took it from his hand. Later, a friend took a liking to it and asked for it."

Though Mr. Mei spoke vaguely, Old Mrs. Mei could tell what he meant. What friend liked it? He must have given it away at that time, otherwise, in such turbulent times, they just suffered a bit and weren’t heavily damaged.

"What’s mysterious about it? You, a dignified military officer, you’re not believing in ghosts and gods, are you?"

"I didn’t believe in it initially either. But after giving it to that friend, he wore it on his hand. Did you know? That person had a strange stomach illness that tormented him to the point of wanting to die. Standing or walking made his stomach bloat painfully, but sitting or lying down relieved the symptoms. He often experienced strange and painful feelings, like stomach acid pain, unbearable stomach unease. Who knew that after wearing it for a few months, his illness was gone."

Old Mrs. Mei sighed at this tale, "What’s so mysterious? Clearly, he found a good doctor and got cured."

"That’s what I thought at first too. But later, he gave that ring to one of his sons. Did you know, his son had congenital epilepsy? Since wearing it, he never had another seizure. I then wondered if that ring might be a cure-all."