Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 1311 - 862: Confusion
Before dawn.
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When Chuxia and Zhao Yulan returned home, Old Master Zhao, Old Lady Zhao, and Old Master Wan had not yet slept. Lin Baohe was accompanying them, chatting in the living room.
"Finally back..." Seeing the mother and daughter, Lin Baohe stood up with a smile. "Father and godfather have been talking about you two half the day, afraid you wouldn’t come back tonight."
"How could that be?" Zhao Yulan laughed, "If Chuxia wasn’t pregnant, staying would be fine, but in her current situation, it’s more convenient at home."
Chuxia teased, "Mother, didn’t you say having a master to care for me makes you feel assured and it’s very convenient?"
"I didn’t want to hurt Uncle Qi’s feelings. No matter what, it’s still more comfortable at home." Zhao Yulan laughed and sat beside Old Master Zhao and Old Lady Zhao, "Father, Mother, our Chuxia has apprenticed to a great master now. In the future, she could definitely become a famous doctor, and with her taking care of your health, living to two hundred is no problem."
"Hahaha..." Old Master Zhao laughed happily, "I’ve said it, haven’t I? Our Chuxia is not ordinary. Once she becomes a famous doctor, she must visit the village to show those short-sighted people.
Dare to mock our Chuxia for not being able to work and having no prospects? What’s true prospects? Everyone can exert their strength, but having skills is true capability, right? In hundreds of miles around, no family’s daughter can match our Chuxia."
"See how pleased you are..." Old Lady Zhao smiled helplessly, "Your leg hasn’t healed yet, and you’re already forgetting yourself. If it were fully healed, would you jump onto the roof to show off?"
"Am I wrong to be happy for my granddaughter’s success?" Old Master Zhao glared at his wife in dissatisfaction, "Could it be that you don’t wish well for our Chuxia?"
"Of course I wish well for our Chuxia, but I wouldn’t be as calculative..." Old Lady Zhao pursed her lips at him, "Once Chuxia becomes a famous doctor, what’s the point of going to the village to show off?
By then, once it’s published in the newspapers and broadcasted, people will eagerly come to inquire when they see us. If Chuxia goes for a walk, wouldn’t it be too degrading?"
"Yes indeed!" Old Master Zhao suddenly slapped his thigh, "Old woman, don’t say it. Ever since I got sick, my mind has clearly not been as sharp as before. How come I didn’t think of such a simple truth?
No way, I’ll have to ask Big Brother Qi someday to see if he has any remedy to make my mind sharper. Otherwise, I’ll truly embarrass my granddaughter."
"Still calling him Big Brother Qi..." Old Lady Zhao looked at her husband amusedly, "So automatic and self-conscious, elevating your status before anything has even happened."
"Hehe..." Old Master Zhao laughed with embarrassment, "Such matters naturally need some consciousness; it makes us appear close. If I still call him Doctor Qi when I see him, wouldn’t it feel distant?"
"No more chatting nonsense with you, the children are back, let’s go to sleep." Old Lady Zhao nudged Old Master Zhao to get up, "Elder Qi has instructed, you need to rest well now."
"Alright, I’ll go voluntarily." Old Master Zhao got up joyfully, walked a few steps, then turned back to wave at Chuxia, "Chuxia, Grandpa doesn’t need to live to two hundred, one hundred and fifty is enough. You must work hard, okay?"
"Definitely, definitely..." Chuxia nodded repeatedly, seeing the old master in good spirits, she naturally wouldn’t say anything disheartening; keeping the elderly happy quickens recovery!
After grandmother and grandfather returned to their room, Chuxia looked at Old Master Wan who was smiling warmly from the side: "Grandfather, there’s something I should tell you, it’s about Aunt Wan..."
As Chuxia narrated, the expression of Old Master Wan grew increasingly grave... He had never imagined that his daughter had endured so much over the years. But why did she hide it from him?
Just as Chuxia couldn’t comprehend, Old Master Wan couldn’t either.
So, after Chuxia finished speaking, he sighed heavily, giving a bitter smile: "Perhaps she hates me so much, she deliberately hid this matter, intending for me to know someday and feel regret and guilt?"
On further reflection, it’s indeed possible, Chuxia followed with a sigh: "If it’s really like this, what do you plan on doing, Grandfather?"
"Let’s leave it at that..." Old Master Wan waved his hand, "Whatever she requested, as long as I can intervene, I won’t stand by idly. I won’t help her, not because of her past betrayal, but because I cannot betray my friends.
Even knowing her difficulties, I still can’t betray friends. This doesn’t mean I undervalue this kinship; it’s just that some things are permissible, others are not.
If she’s in the right, without any betrayal involved, I’d aid her even if it costs my life. But her requests are too selfish; helping her would actually harm her.
She’s been in such an awkward position in her husband’s family for these years, which is indeed my failure as a father. Before, I didn’t know; now that I do, I’ll naturally exert effort to make amends when appropriate, but not in the way she wants."
"Grandfather, is there a possibility..." Chuxia hesitated for a moment, her eyes gleaming as she looked at Old Master Wan, "Do you think it’s possible that Aunt Wan made such difficult requests on purpose, so as not to put you in a tough spot?"
After being in a daze for a while, Old Master Wan shook his head with a bitter smile, "Impossible, I know her personality too well. If it was really like you said, even if it were the case at first, later on, she would definitely have told me the truth.
All these years, enduring it requires extraordinary perseverance, which she doesn’t have. From a young age, she was a child with no sense of stability. A person’s nature cannot change so drastically."
After all, Wan Yuqiong is Old Master Wan’s daughter. Since the old master is so certain, there’s a high chance Wan Yuqiong isn’t wronged. Chuxia sat back, disheartened, not knowing what to say.
"Chuxia, back when I didn’t know, I was able to live well. Now that I know, life won’t be worse. As for this family bond..." He sighed, then smiled at the father and daughter, "Meeting your family completely makes up for it. I have no regrets, truly."
Is that really true?
Chuxia smiled bitterly to herself. If it were really like he said, then she wouldn’t have to worry so much. How could a father truly let go of his children?
He couldn’t let go before, and now that he knows the truth, he definitely can’t.
But still, she couldn’t keep things hidden from the old master. It is his right as a father. Blocking him would be selfish.
The problem couldn’t be solved in a short span of time. After comforting each other for a while, they all went back to their rooms to sleep.
Chuxia lay on the bed in the bedroom, staring blankly at the photo of her and Zhou Mikang on the bedside table.
Ever since being on a mission, Zhou Mikang called her once every ten days. It’s not that there aren’t conditions for him to call every day, but during this time, as the main leader, he must set some example.
Of course, no one is monitoring him, and no one is competing with him about it. However, his own character determines that he won’t let himself go too far.
Moreover, he also told Chuxia that the front line is filled with danger everywhere now, and he cannot let his mind soak in the comforts of home.
He said that with so many elders taking care of her, and her parents accompanying her, he feels at ease. Contacting every ten days gives him hope and motivation...
Even though Division Commander Tongzi spoke so firmly, Chuxia still feels that Tongzi’s words can only be half believed. Or perhaps hearing her voice every day and thinking about the baby would make him more anxious?
Understanding this, every time she took his call, she deliberately chatted about light topics to amuse him, never mentioning emotional issues.
But still, she worried about him.
She knew clearly the feelings in her heart, and clearly knew that for the rest of her life, the only person to accompany her could only be him. Not just because of the child’s bond, but emotionally, it’s an absolute bond too.
She’s heard that sporadic armed conflicts are occurring now, but he never brings it up to her. Since he doesn’t mention it, neither does she. She knows that if she asks, he would know she’s worried, which would make him more anxious.
Now, she couldn’t allow herself to cause him even the slightest trouble. All she needed to do was live well, wait quietly, and that would be enough...
Zhao Yulan opened the door to see her daughter half asleep against the head of the bed, with a hint of worry still on her face.
Sighing lightly, Zhao Yulan gently repositioned her daughter to lie flat, covering her with a quilt. Looking at her daughter’s slightly sharp little face, once again, her heart ached terribly.
To reassure them, she always put on a cheerful face, continuously mentioning how much weight she’d gained, how round her face had become... but in reality, five months into her pregnancy, she’d only gained ten pounds. That’s really inadequate for a pregnant woman.
Elder Qi may not mention it, otherwise, why would he keep making her nourishing tonics? Isn’t it just to supplement her nutrition? If he weren’t considerate, that old man would probably have scolded her by now?
If she could, she would also scold her daughter a couple of times for not taking care of herself. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it. It’s only natural. How can one expect a daughter not to have any worries in times like this?
Sitting silently by Chuxia’s bedside for a while, Zhao Yulan finally got up and left, turning off the main light as she went.
The moment the door clicked shut, Chuxia opened her eyes, tears streaming down from the corners.
Her parents were worried about her; how could she not know? But if she could control herself, she wouldn’t be this way. She now felt both heartache for her parents and worry for Zhou Mikang; inside, she was like a tangled mess.
The only thing she looked forward to was being busy, so busy she wouldn’t have the leisurely time to dwell on these matters...(To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
