Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 32 - Concealment
32: Chapter 32 Concealment
32 -32 Concealment
Remembering the unexpected visit from Old Master Lin and Old Lady Lin in the afternoon, Chuxia’s heart stirred, and she looked at Lin Chudong: “Brother, do you know something?
About Grandpa and Grandma?”
Lin Chudong rubbed his hands uncomfortably and sighed, “Auntie, Chuxia, you should go to your uncle’s house now.
I came over just to talk about this.”
“Okay,” Zhao Yulan responded promptly, urging him to hurry back home.
She knew Liu Meiqing and Zheng Sanqiao’s temperament all too well—any further delay and Lin Chudong would not have peaceful days ahead for a while.
“Chudong really is different from them.” After Lin Chudong left, Zhao Yulan couldn’t help but sigh with gratitude.
She glanced at the time and was somewhat indecisive about whether to go to Old Master Lin’s place.
Seeing Zhao Yulan’s hesitation, Chuxia said, “Mom, let’s wait for Dad to come back and decide.”
“Chudong wouldn’t have come all the way over here for nothing—ah!” Zhao Yulan frowned slightly, anxiously pacing around the room.
Chuxia agreed with this point.
At her eldest uncle’s side, the one with the least status was Lin Chudong.
He was involved in cooking, looking after children, and working in the fields, but he had no say in any matter.
Although Zheng Sanqiao doted on him, she never supported him when it came to expressing opinions.
The reason was simple: nine times out of ten, Lin Chudong’s opinions conflicted with theirs, and when interests were at stake, Zheng Sanqiao would not spoil her son.
Knowing Lin Chudong’s temperament was also why Zhao Yulan was worried, and Chuxia began to get anxious as well.
She disliked the feeling of not being in control of everything.
Ever since she came to this era, everything was out of her control.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to put in the effort to take control; she simply didn’t have the strength—at least, not yet!
“Creak!”
Five minutes later, Lin Baohe finally pushed the door open and entered.
Zhao Yulan quickly dragged him inside and whispered, “Chudong just came over and said it’s best for us to visit Old Master Lin and Old Lady Lin tonight.
He didn’t specify what it was about, but I suspect it’s about Chuxia.
Otherwise, why would Old Master Lin and Old Lady Lin come over just to chat with Chuxia this afternoon?”
“Creak!”
The sound of the door to the eastern room being pushed open was clearly audible.
Zhao Yulan immediately kept silent and peeked out through the crack in the door like a thief; moments later, the sound of the main room door opening and footsteps growing fainter, the gate opening, and the gate closing tightly followed…
Zhao Yulan retreated back to Lin Baohe: “It’s the eldest brother who went out.”
“He must have gone to Grandpa and Grandma’s.” After mulling over it for a while, Chuxia also pieced together some clues.
Hearing that it was Lin Baojiang who went out, the clues became even clearer, “Dad, Mom, you don’t need to go.
Go to bed.”
“This…”
The couple was still hesitant; they knew Lin Chudong’s personality all too well.
If it weren’t for something very important, he wouldn’t have come over late at night to give them a message!
“Listen to me and sleep,” Lin Chuxia smiled at them.
“If Dad and Mom go now, you’ll run into Uncle, what then?”
Inside the room in the eastern wing, Liu Meiqing glared at Lin Chudong in anger, twisting his thigh with all her might.
Zheng Sanqiao, who clearly saw Liu Meiqing’s movements, didn’t utter a sound.
Lin Chudong sucked in a breath from the pain: “What we’re doing is not right, it’s not decent.
Besides, I didn’t say much, just asked Auntie to visit my uncle’s place.”
“You’re the decent one!” Liu Meiqing’s grip tightened to its limit.
“Can decency fill your stomach?
If she were decent, she wouldn’t have begrudged to give Shuanshuan even one dumpling!
Lin Chudong, if you keep being ‘decent,’ by the time she really climbs onto a high branch, I bet she won’t even recognize you, let alone give you a helping hand.”
“Why don’t you think about working hard yourself instead of always hoping to gain advantages from others?” Lin Chudong glared at her helplessly.
“Forget it, I won’t argue with you, let’s sleep.” He lay down on his side without taking off his clothes.
Zheng Sanqiao slapped her son’s buttocks without moderating her voice: “You ungrateful wretch, I was wrong to dote on you.
All you do is sabotage me every day…”
The scolding carried over to the west room, where Chuxia pursed her lips, “Still started scolding…”
“Ah, no matter how quickly or slowly I hurried, they still found out.” Yulan lamented with a face full of annoyance.
Baohe, who had been hesitating about whether or not to visit Old Master Lin and Old Lady Lin, sighed softly, “Let’s sleep, no point in going now.”
…
“Big Brother didn’t come back until almost ten o’clock last night.” Yulan couldn’t help but sigh during breakfast the next morning, “How could I not feel anxious with the way Sister-in-law was tearing into him and shouting last night?”
Baohe paused with his chopsticks, “Don’t worry about it, let’s go to the market.”
“That’s right, Mom, don’t worry.
I think this might actually be good for us and, of course, for them too.” Chuxia slurped her rice porridge noisily, “Different people have different views, maybe this way everyone will be happy in the end.”
The family of three set off for the marketplace after breakfast, considering that the weather was about to warm up, Yulan suggested they buy some fabric first at the supply and marketing cooperative.
However, during the fabric-buying process, Chuxia’s face turned red with embarrassment.
She had been in this era for over half a year, but aside from Dalin Village and Xiaolin Village, she hadn’t really gone anywhere else.
The people in the village didn’t follow the trend of reciting quotations, and this trip to the town really opened her eyes.
Yulan picked out several yards of fabric and recited quotations for quite a while.
In this era, fabric colors were either grey, black, blue, or white.
Yulan chose a dark blue spring outfit for Chuxia and a pair of black and blue trousers for Baohe.
As for herself, she didn’t choose anything.
“Mom, pick something for yourself.
Otherwise, I won’t take it.
Keep it to make something for yourself.” Chuxia insisted.
Yulan firmly refused, “No need, Mom has clothes to wear.
In the summer, I’ll make a jacket for myself.”
“That’s not good, spring is spring, summer is summer.”
…
While the mother and daughter debated, Baohe stood beside them like a post, guarding them—speaking here required reciting quotations, and as the women argued, they were defying the principles of speaking.
A forty-something-year-old man with a fair complexion approached them, his eyes fixed intently on Yulan as she argued with Chuxia.
Baohe instinctively moved closer to his wife and daughter.
When the man got close, he scrutinized Yulan and his eyes immediately brimmed with surprise, “Yulan, Yulan, is it really you?”
Chuxia reflexively shivered.
That voice, why did it make her so uncomfortable?
Was a this what a ducks’s quack sounded like?
“Xue Ligang?” Yulan saw the man and was equally surprised, “What are you doing here?”
The man smiled beamingly, “I came to buy some pastries.
I never expected to run into you here.
Yulan, your in-laws must have told you, right?”
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That’s the update for today.
I ask for everyone’s support.
As always, the results are so-so, feeling quite down, need some comforting~ some pampering~
