Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband-Chapter 977 - 792: Stirring Up Trouble

Meanwhile, things weren’t going so well for Qu Liushou. He was feeling rather pleased as he returned home with the two lost-and-found boxes. Upon opening the door, he went straight to his treasures.

But the sack he had put down in the living room was missing. The paintings he’d painstakingly stolen had vanished without a trace.

This drove Qu Liushou into a frenzy, turning the house upside down in search of them, but he couldn’t find even a scrap of paper.

However, he did find a handkerchief at the doorstep. He had seen Ye Qing use this once.

It was back when they met at a restaurant, and a waiter accidentally spilled soup all over him. Ye Qing handed him this handkerchief to use, knowing it was stained with grease and hard to clean.

And now, on this handkerchief, there was clearly a grease stain, an unmistakable mark that Ye Qing could not deny.

Well, well, Ye Qing, daring to pull one over on him!

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Ye Qing didn’t sleep a wink at the hospital overnight. Aside from worrying about her son, she was anxious about Qu Liushou’s situation, which left her distracted; she accidentally hurt Hua Hua several times while caring for him, making him cry repeatedly. Xie Lingzhi scolded her harshly out of distress. Ye Qing felt indifferent; in a few days, when she got those things, she wouldn’t mind divorcing Mei Langchi. She planned to take her child down south, away from here, to live her own carefree life without the old woman’s nagging.

She didn’t know if Qu Liushou had succeeded or not, so she felt restless.

It wasn’t until dawn that Ye Qing managed to rest for two hours at Hua Hua’s bedside.

At daybreak, Hua Hua started fussing again, his head was still hurting, and the painkillers weren’t very effective.

The adults could only take turns carrying and comforting him.

Around eight o’clock, when the IV started, the child finally quieted down for a while.

Old Mrs. Mei felt stifled in the ward, so Mei Langchi accompanied her to the cafeteria for breakfast before returning to Hua Hua’s ward.

"See, this old woman with nothing wrong with her insists on tormenting the kids. It’s fortunate that our Jiajia divorced Mei Langchi," Old Mrs. Tao, feeling much better today, spiritedly complained about Old Mrs. Mei.

Wu Bing frowned nearby, "Mom, why bother with them? Their family is willing to let her make a fuss. We shouldn’t compare ourselves to them; we can’t handle that kind of trouble."

"If all the old wives in our compound were like her, wouldn’t they drive their families crazy? She was domineering when young, and now she’s become quite eccentric, right, Old Wu?" At the middle bed lived the Wu family; this couple kept to themselves but were well-liked around the compound.

"Yes, the doctors said there’s nothing wrong with her. If it were me, I’d go straight home to recuperate; the hospital can’t compare to home. I just want to go home," Old Wu lay on the bed, motionless, feeling particularly uncomfortable.

Getting old, the body doesn’t feel like your own!

Old Mrs. Mei saw her eldest and second sons hadn’t had a proper rest in the past few days, nor had her eldest daughter-in-law.

Noticing the child’s condition had improved, Old Mrs. Mei told her two sons and eldest daughter-in-law to go home and rest first.

Mei Shuqing had spent most of the night sleeping on his wife’s hospital bed, then half the night dozing by the bedside, making for a relatively peaceful sleep.

Mei Shuqing suggested that his elder brother and sister-in-law should go home first, while he looked after things in the hospital for now. By his calculation, Junzi would be arriving soon.

Mei Shuping didn’t decline; they had watched over the child all night without much sleep, and he was thoroughly exhausted.

So Mei Shuping and Xie Lingzhi, weary from head to toe, returned home. By the time they got back, it was already past nine.

Upon arriving home, the door was still locked from the inside; the couple called out for a long time, but Aunt Wu didn’t come to open the door.

Xie Lingzhi, both angry and tired, was so sleepy she could barely keep her eyes open, "What’s Aunt Wu doing, it’s already late and she’s still not up. Does she think she’s the mistress of the house now that no one’s home? This is ridiculous." Once this period passes, she’ll surely dismiss her.

Mei Shuping was also a bit annoyed; knocking could go on endlessly without results. Seeing the kitchen window was open, Mei Shuping had to climb in through it to unlock the door for Xie Lingzhi.

"Aunt Wu? Aunt Wu, it’s already late, why aren’t you up?" Xie Lingzhi, full of frustration, marched straight to Aunt Wu’s room once the door opened.