Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 504 - 347: Who is Scheming (4K)_2
Chapter 504: Chapter 347: Who is Scheming (4K)_2
"I’m warning you, don’t talk behind my back, or next time I’ll pour boiling water over your head," Qin Mei said with a cold snort before turning and walking away.
Triangular Eyes was so angry that her face turned purple. Even if her position wasn’t as high as Qin Mei’s, she had age and seniority on her side. Besides, gossiping behind each other’s backs was normal among colleagues. What gave Qin Mei the right to treat her this way?
With a roll of her eyes, she didn’t bother cleaning up the mess on the floor and went upstairs instead.
"Sister Huang, what happened to you?" The girl on duty on the second floor hurried over with a towel when she saw her appear at the top of the stairs looking disheveled, "Here, wipe yourself off. Don’t catch a cold in this freezing weather."
"Miss, you’re the only one who’s kind to me..." Triangular Eyes grabbed Miss Xiao Yao’s hand and forced a few teary drops from her eyes, "Qin Mei is bullying me too much. I must go talk to Director Zhou. Can you cover for me?"
"Sister Huang, Qin Mei and Director Zhou..."
Triangular Eyes gave a mysterious smile: "Do I look stupid? Sister, just help me watch the place."
"All right, then I’ll go downstairs." Miss Xiao Yao obediently went down to the first floor.
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When Chuxia and Zhou Mikang entered the house, Zhao Yulan and Sister-in-law Yin were serving the food. Upon seeing her daughter and son-in-law, Zhao Yulan’s eyes brimmed with joy, "It’s not early that counts, but a timely return. You two must be the hungry cats, drawn back by the aroma."
"What did mom make?" Catching sight of the fried fish, Chuxia couldn’t help but reach out to grab one. Zhao Yulan slapped her hand and chastised, "Go wash your hands. You’re someone’s wife now and should have better manners."
Taking his mother-in-law’s words not as a scolding but as an affectionate tease, Zhou Mikang quickly affirmed, "Mom, I like Chuxia just the way she is, unpretentious. It’s good."
A smile of happiness filled Zhao Yulan’s eyes, but she said, "She’s like a skinned monkey. If you really indulge her, she’ll climb all over you, and when that time comes, don’t you start complaining she’s annoying."
Lin Baohe and Elder Wan were busy packing matchboxes. Zhou Mikang quickly went over to greet them and help with the packing.
"Xia, Mikang is truly a gem of a husband, hard to find even with a lantern. It’s not easy to meet someone who truly cherishes you like he does. When your father and I return to our hometown, you mustn’t act petulant with him anymore, understand?" With the departure for their hometown approaching, Zhao Yulan took the opportunity to instill some wife’s virtues in her daughter.
With a look of resignation, Chuxia replied, "Mom, don’t worry. I won’t act petulant. By the way, he’s going on a business trip tomorrow. When you and dad go back to our hometown, he probably won’t be back yet. Today, we went shopping for some gifts together. We bumped into Jing Zhe at the entrance of the compound, and we just loaded the gifts directly into his car. He’ll help take you both back to the hometown."
"There’s no need for that kind of trouble. Your dad and I can just take the train back. You shouldn’t bother Xiao Zhe so much. We can’t repay him for it; we’ll just be imposing. How embarrassing," Zhao Yulan sighed, "You silly child, don’t you know how Xiao Zhe feels about you? Whether it’s for Captain Zeng or for Mikang, you need to be cautious. Of course, I’m not saying Xiao Zhe isn’t careful, but since you can’t offer anything in return, you must be aware of that, got it?"
"That was Mikang’s arrangement, it has nothing to do with me. Give him this lecture," Chuxia said, turning her gaze toward Sister-in-law Yin, who was busy cooking the last dish. "Auntie, you’ve seen this, right? My mom just loves lecturing me, always treating me like a child that never grows up."
Sister-in-law Yin didn’t want to interfere, so she just smiled and continued to work on her cooking.
"That’s because you are one," Zhao Yulan glared at her daughter, "Anyway, just be wise and don’t make your husband’s family uncomfortable. You’ve seen the relationship between your mother-in-law and Jing Zhe’s mother. You need to be clear on who is closer and who isn’t."
Chuxia whispered into Zhao Yulan’s ear, "Mom, is it fair to Jing Zhe’s family to talk like this when they’ve been so sincere to you?"
"Ah!" Zhao Yulan breathed out in exasperation, "Of course I know that I’m not being fair to them, but you’re my daughter. I can only think from the perspective of what’s good for you. Do you think I feel good about this?"
"My fault, my fault," Chuxia said with an appeasing smile, glancing outside. "Mom, everyone’s seated at the dining table. Shouldn’t we stop hiding in the kitchen too?"
As Sister-in-law Yin finished the dish, Zhao Yulan handed it over to her daughter, "You go serve them first. I’ll get the buns out of the pot."
Chuxia acknowledged and carried the dishes outside. She realized then that her mother truly treated Zhou Mikang as family—lecturing her about bothering Jing Zhe, yet not teaching her about the purchases Mikang had made.
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