Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 44 - Moving House
44: Chapter 44 Moving House
44 -44 Moving House
“Hongqi, you always said Chuxia was eyeing our family’s conditions.
Now do you realize you were wrong?
How much better off is the Xue family compared to ours?
But was Chuxia swayed?” Fat Auntie said as she pushed her son to leave.
“Help with the move, a son-in-law is half a son.
If you don’t pull your weight now, then when will you?”
“Mom…” Luo Hongqi stretched his arm, leaning against the door frame, “I’m helping with the move out of pity for Uncle Baohe and Aunt Yulan, it has nothing to do with Lin Chuxia…”
While chopping vegetables, Luo Xiaoqiong pursed her lips and interrupted, “Brother, would it kill you not to be so obstinate?”
“I’m not being obstinate.
Lin Chuxia is more sensible than before, but I just don’t like her, and I don’t want her to be my wife.
Mom, if you don’t agree to cancel our arrangement, I won’t help out,” Luo Hongqi said stubbornly, staring at Fat Auntie. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
“Even if dad beats me to death, I won’t change my mind.”
“Why are you so unreasonable?
Could your dad and I harm you?
Although Chuxia isn’t great at household chores, she isn’t sly or crafty.
Uncle Baohe and Aunt Yulan are also good-tempered.
With the four of us old folks supporting you two, life will certainly not be bad.
With your inflexible nature, if you ended up with someone troublsome…” Fat Auntie sighed heavily, her words laden with deep concern.
“Even if it’s to repay a favor, your dad and I can’t sacrifice your lifetime of happiness to settle it.
Marrying Chuxia is good for both families.
Listen to your mom; t stop making a fuss.
Can you do that?”
“I’m marrying a wife, not a father-in-law and mother-in-law!” Luo Hongqi retorted, neck stiff, “Mom, to be honest, I already have someone I like, and no matter whether you and dad agree or not, I intend to marry her.”
“Who?”
“Zhong Hongying?”
Fat Auntie and Luo Xiaoqiong almost spoke at the same time.
“What?” Fat Auntie looked incredulously at her daughter, then back at her son, “Hongqi, tell your mom, who is it that you’ve taken a liking to?”
“Zhong Hongying.” Luo Hongqi’s face quickly turned red to the root of his neck.
The tall and sturdy man suddenly became as coy as a small bride, a complete contrast to his defiant attitude when mentioning Chuxia.
Luo Xiaoqiong put down the knife and sighed faintly, “Mom, a few days ago, Zhong Hongying came to see my brother.
Afterwards, I saw them sneaking and whispering behind a haystack.
I was suspicious of their relationship but thought it unlikely.
I didn’t expect it could actually be possible.”
Fat Auntie’s eyes darkened as she stared at Luo Hongqi, “Is what your sister said true?”
“Mmm.” Luo Hongqi looked earnestly at Fat Auntie, “Mom, you should be able to see who would make a better daughter-in-law, Hongying or Chuxia.
Anyway, I like Hongying, and she likes me too.”
“She likes you?” Luo Xiaoqiong looked at him with amusement, “Did she tell you that herself?”
“Of course!” Luo Hongqi replied with absolute certainty.
“Just a week ago, she liked Zhao Qiliang, and now, she has told you herself that she likes you?” Luo Xiaoqiong looked toward Fat Auntie, “Mom, do you believe that?”
“Whether I believe it or not, I will never agree to this marriage.
Just her mother alone—anyone who marries her is asking for trouble!” Fat Auntie looked seriously at her son, “Let’s talk about this later.
Right now, go help with Chuxia’s family’s move!”
“Fine, I’ll move.” Luo Hongqi strode out angrily.
Pausing at the doorway, he stepped out.
“Brother really can’t tell good from bad…” Luo Xiaoqiong sighed deeply, “With all the scheming of Zhong Hongying, she’d sell him out and he wouldn’t have a clue, actually believing that Zhong Hongying likes him, it’s laughable!”
Fat Auntie poked her daughter’s forehead, “Who talks about their own brother like that?”
“I’m telling the truth, Uncle and Auntie could have moved into our place, but they’d rather live in that small shabby house and not take advantage of our home’s comfort.
I really admire that about them.”
“Sigh,” Fat Auntie sighed deeply, hearing her daughter say this, “Your uncle and auntie have just that kind of temperament, they’d rather work themselves to death than live off others.”
…
Six bundles, three large and three small, held all the clothes and bedding, a small bag contained pots and pans, and a few farming tools were outside—the pitiful household possessions made Chuxia quietly gasp in surprise.
Even when she graduated and moved her things back home from the dormitory, she had more than these.
“Let’s move, the sooner we leave, the sooner we’ll be settled!” Lin Baohe glanced around the empty room one last time, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, then waved his hand, “You two don’t lift a finger, this stuff isn’t even enough for me to carry in two trips.”
“Dad, we’re moving to our own home, of course we should all pitch in,” Chuxia replied with a smile as she picked up two light bundles.
“I’ll carry these, I can’t lift any of the others.”
“Yes, let’s all help out,” Zhao Yulan picked up two large bundles and nodded towards the remainder with her chin, “Your father will take those, and if there’s anything outside you can’t carry, just make another trip, because we’re not coming back to help.”
Lin Baohe snatched a bundle from both his daughter and wife’s hands, then hung and draped the rest of the items all over himself.
After one final sweep of the room, he declared, “Let’s go!”
Chuxia was the first to push the door open, only to find a crowd blocking the entrance.
Her eldest uncle Lin Baohai was the first to speak, “Baohe, Yulan, don’t take it seriously.
Mom was just speaking out of anger.
How could you really move out?”
Eldest Uncle’s Wife, Zheng Sanqiao, quickly chimed in, “Exactly, exactly.
If you move out, where would that leave Dad and Mom’s face?”
Eldest brother’s wife, Liu Meiqing, smiled ingratiatingly, “Uncle, Auntie, I swear I won’t take advantage of you again.”
The expression on eldest brother Lin Chudong was somewhat earnest, “Uncle, Auntie, even if you move, do it tomorrow.
That room is damp, and even if you light a fire now, it won’t be comfortable.”
“Move what move!” Zheng Sanqiao glared at her son and turned to face Chuxia’s family with what appeared to be an amicable smile.
“Baohe, Yulan, no matter how much we’ve argued in the past, those were just words said in anger.
We never truly wanted you to move out.
Chudong may not be good with words, but he’s right about one thing, it’s too damp in there—nobody could live there.
And think about it, that small room will be sweltering in summer.
Put your things down and stay peacefully here for now.
When you have enough money to build a new house and move, I promise I won’t stop you.”
“Auntie, you’re just worried that Grandpa and Grandma might move in here, aren’t you?” Chuxia bluntly pointed out the concerns of certain people.
If her parents couldn’t say it, then she would.
Zheng Sanqiao’s face turned sour immediately, “Chuxia, your Auntie is truly thinking of your best interests…”
“Uncle, Auntie, my mom sent me over to help with the move,” Luo Hongqi arrived just in time.
Chuxia raised an eyebrow at him, “Just standing there is moving?
Come and grab something!”
Zhao Yulan smiled apologetically at Luo Hongqi, “Hongqi, just help with the things outside, we can handle the rest here.” While speaking, she pushed past Zheng Sanqiao who was in front of her, “Sister-in-law, Chuxia isn’t the best at phrasing things, don’t take it to heart.
We’ve got to go heat up the kang (traditional bed-stove), so we won’t chat with you anymore.”
Zheng Sanqiao was so furious she almost choked.
When had she ever small-talked with them?
