Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 33 - Deviation

33: Chapter 33 Deviation

33 -33 Deviation

“Say what?” Zhao Yulan asked, full of confusion, but her heart was not as calm as her face had shown.

The mystery of the old man and the old lady’s unusual behavior was about to be revealed, and she did not anticipate —— she had never liked the old man and the old lady from their branch of the family; they would definitely not do anything to please her.

“Chuxia, that girl, is getting prettier as she grows.” Xue Ligang did not answer Zhao Yulan but instead shifted his gaze toward Chuxia, standing behind Zhao Yulan.

Somewhat inexplicably, Chuxia felt all the hairs on her body stand on end; that man’s gaze made her very uncomfortable!

Lin Baohe stepped forward silently, standing shoulder to shoulder with Zhao Yulan, firmly shielding Chuxia.

“Baohe…” Xue Ligang, as if he had just noticed Lin Baohe, flashed a skin-deep smile, “About the marriage arrangement between our two families, your dad and mom haven’t told you yet, have they?”

Zhao Yulan felt her heart suddenly shoot up to her throat, “You…

You’re talking nonsense!”

“Yulan, you…” Xue Ligang appeared helplessly shaking his head, “The kid is all grown up, yet your temper hasn’t changed, you say you…

oh…”

Chuxia made an effort to recall and was certain she had never seen this man, nor had her parents mentioned him, and as for whether she herself had ever met this man, she did not know.

But one thing she was sure of was that both Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan did not like this man, and observing his demeanor, he seemed to be quite familiar with Zhao Yulan; she did not wish to think deeper.

“Director Xue, we still have things to do, please go ahead with your work,” Lin Baohe said, pulling his wife and daughter out of the supply and marketing co-op as if escaping.

Xue Ligang did not speak to detain them, nor did he chase after them.

As Lin Baohe slowed down, Zhao Yulan sighed deeply, “Baohe, running away won’t help, if we can avoid the first day of the lunar month, we can’t avoid the fifteenth.”

“Who was that man?” Chuxia couldn’t help asking.

She had already decided that if she did know the man, she would claim that her memory had been poor since her recovery from illness; she believed Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan would not press her for details.

Always being silent out of fear of slipping up was too stifling.

“He’s the head of our Tingqi Commune, in charge of the twenty-seven villages including ours,” Zhao Yulan sighed deeply, “which means, your Uncle Gangshun, your big uncle, they all fall under his jurisdiction.”

“Our dad, our mom, they are confused…” Lin Baohe squatted on the ground, painfully clutching his head, “With Chuxia’s disposition, how could she endure living in that kind of family?

They want to drive me to my death!”

“They clearly know about Chuxia and Hongqi’s arrangement and yet agreed to Xue Ligang.

What are they trying to do?” Zhao Yulan stared at Lin Baohe with a face full of indignation, “They look down on me, always undermining me.

I can endure it, but if they plan to use Chuxia to gain favors for the family of Baohai, I will fight it with my life!”

“Let’s go home.” Lin Baohe stood up, “I want to ask them face-to-face, whether I am truly their son, and whether Chuxia is truly their granddaughter!”

“Dad…” Chuxia grabbed Lin Baohe, “Is it useful for you to confront them?”

Lin Baohe paused, then his face fell into utter dejection.

“Dad, mom, have you forgotten about what happened last night?” Chuxia reminded.

Zhao Yulan smacked her forehead, “Your grandfather and your grandmother doing this, could it be to get benefits for your great uncle?”

“Ah!” Lin Baohe sighed heavily, his eyes reddening.

Chuxia shook her head, “No, if it was for the great uncle, why would he urgently run over last night?

Mom…

You’re quite familiar with that Director Xue, aren’t you?”

Zhao Yulan’s face flashed with embarrassment, and she remained silent.

“He wanted to marry your mother,” Lin Baohe answered on her behalf.

“Do Grandpa and Grandma know?”

“They do.”

“Ah!” Chuxia couldn’t help sighing, “It seems that for the sake of Chuchun and Chuqiu, Grandpa and Grandma can tolerate anything…” She paused, then said, “If I don’t agree, if Mom and Dad don’t agree, can his family still force marriage?”

“Your grandparents have already agreed, so he has a reason to deal with your Uncle Gangshun, your eldest uncle, and your eldest uncle’s family,” Zhao Yulan said with a gloomy face.

Chuxia thought for a moment, “Why did he pick me to be his daughter-in-law?

Is it because of Mom, or something else?”

“I don’t know,” Zhao Yulan shook her head.

“When they were young, during the nationwide learn-from-Dazhai campaign, your mom and he were in the same group digging ditches.

Later, he sent someone to propose to our family, and your mom didn’t agree.

Not long after, your mom and your dad got engaged.

He visited your maternal grandmother’s home several times to see your mom, but she didn’t meet with him.

Later, after your mom and dad got married, he still came to our village to look for your mom until you were born, and only then did he give up.

This man wanted to be a director so badly, he would even get rid of his own brother.

His wife is unreasonable too; for Xia to marry into such a family would be like falling into a pit of fire!”

“I see, he probably can’t get over not marrying Mom and now wants me to marry into his family,” Chuxia tugged at Lin Baohe, who was still squatting on the ground.

“Dad, worrying won’t help.

How about we go buy some rice and flour before heading home?

We’ll need a full stomach to figure things out, right?”

“This child, it’s like she’s a completely different person…” Zhao Yulan hugged her daughter, heartbroken, “It’s all because your mom and dad aren’t capable enough to protect you.

Sigh…”

“Mom, not this again, or I’ll stop talking to you.”

“Alright, alright, Mom won’t say it anymore, Mom won’t say it anymore…”

…

No one dared to sell rice, flour, or oil at the market, so the family of three had to go back to the supply and marketing cooperative.

They bought twenty kilograms of flour, two kilograms of oil, and two kilograms of snacks.

Zhao Yulan wanted to buy some pork for Chuxia to nourish her but, by the time they got there, there wasn’t even a bit of meat left.

“How about we go to the market and buy a chicken?” Lin Baohe proposed.

“Who dares sell chickens at the market?” Zhao Yulan waved her hand, “You better not come up with such a bad idea.

Even if there are chickens for sale, we wouldn’t dare to buy.

If the militiamen caught us, it would be troublesome.”

“That’s true.

If the militiamen catch us and take us to the commune, Chuxia’s situation could be sealed for good,” Lin Baohe sighed.

“Let’s slaughter one of the laying chickens then.

If not, when will Chuxia be able to recover?”

Zhao Yulan nodded, “Yeah, we really need to nourish Chuxia’s health.

I really can’t bear to have Chuxia join the military, but looking at the current situation, it’s better to be prepared beforehand than be without options later.”

She could apply to college next year.

Could she really not wait until then?

A sense of powerlessness surged in Chuxia’s heart.

In novels, whether the characters are transmigrated or reborn, they always seemed to thrive spectacularly, but what about her?

This is not a YY novel after all.

Being a weak girl who is unfamiliar with this era, trying to change the major rules of this time is truly a daydream!

If she dared to rush forward like a headstrong youth, there was only one outcome — she would die even faster!