Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 559 - 381: Admission

The second watch had arrived, and Nuan had been too diligent these past few days, requesting everyone to subscribe to the legitimate version, so she could continue being diligent~

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"Uncle and Auntie have arrived? Chuxia, come in and get warm..." As if nothing had happened that morning, Liu Meiqing came out from the hall with enthusiasm.

You can’t slap a smiling face. Zhao Yulan nodded at her politely and said, "You don’t have to be so formal with us." She left unspoken the rest of her thoughts—after all, who didn’t know who after living in the east room for so many years? Was there really a need to pretend?

Zheng Sanqiao, holding Shuanshuan at the door of awareness, cheerfully waved Shuanshuan’s little hand. "Baobao, look who’s here? Isn’t it Second Grandpa, Second Grandma, and Little Aunt? Baobao, smile at Second Grandpa and Second Grandma and Little Aunt, and the Little Aunt will give Shuanshuan some candy."

In a child’s heart, nothing is as important as eating. As soon as he heard there was food, he immediately started drooling with his mouth, which bore six small teeth.

Chuxia had just so happened to have some milk candy in her pocket, which she took out, unwrapped, and put into Shuanshuan’s mouth while smiling and poking his tender cheeks with her hand.

Zheng Sanqiao quickly said, "Little Aunt gave Shuanshuan candy. Little Aunt loves Shuanshuan the most. When Shuanshuan grows up, will you also love Little Aunt?"

Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe exchanged a glance and sighed inwardly—at last, Zheng Sanqiao was trying to make peace with them in this manner.

"Big Sister-in-law, are Dad and Mom around?" Zhao Yulan asked.

"Yes, yes..." Seeing Zhao Yulan willing to speak with her, Zheng Sanqiao’s eyes crinkled in delight, "The old couple are just waiting to have dinner, let’s eat together."

Liu Meiqing quickly joined in, "I’m making the stewed pork with cabbage that the old couple love to eat along with three-layer pancakes. Uncle, Auntie, Chuxia, why don’t you stay and have dinner with us?"

Zhao Yulan declined, "No need, Gangshun’s family has prepared our share." frёewebηovel.cѳm

Disappointment and a hint of annoyance showed in the eyes of Zheng Sanqiao and Liu Meiqing—Gangshun’s Family was truly their nemesis!

Lin Baohe nodded to the mother and daughter-in-law and led the way into the west room where Old Man Lin and Old Lady Lin were staying. Chuxia stuffed a few more candies into Shuanshuan’s mouth before following them.

The door "Bang!" shut, and Zheng Sanqiao and Liu Meiqing exchanged glances, ultimately not sticking by the door. They feared being caught red-handed by Chuxia again. This young lady was no longer the same as before.

Old Master Lin and Old Lady Lin each sat at one end of the kang bed. Old Master Lin, holding a bamboo water pipe "clack" smoked without even fluttering his eyelids, while Old Lady Lin sat cross-legged "snap snap" shelling peanuts, as if she hadn’t noticed anyone entering the room.

Lin Baohe stared fixedly at the two old people sitting on the kang, his eyes filled with pain and disappointment. How could such people exist in the world?

Finally unable to bear it, Old Master Lin said, "Speak if you have something to say, fart if you need to, don’t come in here and play dead. We don’t fancy that!"

"Give me my parents’ belongings," Lin Baohe said.

"What?" Old Lady Lin suddenly looked up, glaring at Lin Baohe, "What did you just say?"

"Give me... my birth parents’ belongings," Lin Baohe persisted, almost pausing after every word, "I’ve already found out that my birth parents died trying to save your child. You used me to replace your child and took away my parents’ belongings. Now, I’m asking you to give them back."

"Ha ha..." Old Lady Lin turned to Old Man Lin, who was hanging his head too low to see his expression, "Did you hear that? Your son says we’re not his real parents, and he has the nerve to come and ask us for things, ha ha ha..."

"Click click click..." After tapping his bamboo water pipe on the edge of the kang, Old Master Lin raised his head, staring at Lin Baohe expressionlessly, "Who filled your head with such nonsense, making you come back here to go mad at us?

You really know how to make up stories, and you do it convincingly too. You grew up in this house. You even asked your Uncle Dagang before, but have you forgotten his conclusion?

Your mother and I might not have cherished you as much as your elder brother and your younger siblings, but why didn’t we cherish you? In terms of capability, you’re not as good as Baojiang; in terms of sweetness, you’re not as good as Baohai; in terms of sensibility, you’re not as good as Baojuan. With your merits, how could we cherish you?

If you had married the Pang family’s daughter back then, what kind of life would you be leading now? A few days ago, your second grandma went back to her parent’s home and ran into the Old Pang’s daughter who had also returned home. Their days, their display, who wouldn’t envy that?

Of course, it’s not the abundance that your parents covet, but rather, those good days that should have been yours. But you just had to be stubborn. We were doing it for your good, and you didn’t appreciate it. How could we not be angry?

Now look at you, not knowing whose crazy words you’ve listened to, claiming that we’re not your biological parents. With your little wits, do you think your mother and I don’t understand?

Is it now that you’re doing well, you fear we might take advantage, unwilling to show us filial respect, and also afraid of what others might say, that you’re trying to cut ties with us?

Baohe, one must have a conscience. Even if your parents favored your siblings over you, we still raised you from diapers, and we got you a wife.

Now that you’ve gained some competence, do you want to shake us off? Aren’t you afraid of being struck by lightning for your ingratitude? Tell me, do you feel guilty?"

"I’d like to ask you, does your conscience not bother you at all? My parents died trying to save your child, do you feel no remorse?

You know very well how you’ve treated me over the years, always so indifferent. And that Pang Family girl you speak so highly of, don’t you know what she’s really like?

Yulan married into your family and devoted herself entirely to you, but how did you treat her? How did you ruin her health? How much suffering has she endured for this family over the years? If only you had been somewhat insightful, things wouldn’t have come to this point.

I might overlook the fact that you never cared for me, but I won’t allow you to drag Chuxia down. I really didn’t want to bring this out into the open, but you forced my hand.

If father and mother outright deny it, I’ll go to the police right now. Think about the consequences once the truth comes out."

Old Lady Lin sneered dismissively, "Don’t try to scare us. Do you really think we are fools? It’s been almost forty years. Who would care about such a baseless case?"

Chuxia gave her a faint smile, "You needn’t worry about that, I have my husband’s family’s support."

"Even if your husband’s family stretches their arms long, they can’t reach here. Besides, if they were really capable, wouldn’t they have prevented that recent imprisonment?"

"Never mind whether they can reach or not, you’ve just admitted that my dad is not your son..." Chuxia spread her hands, "One mustn’t be too unscrupulous. My grandparents underneath will bless us, and if you don’t hand over their belongings, I guarantee you’ll regret it!"

"Ha ha..." Old Lady Lin laughed scornfully, but she stopped when Old Master Lin glared at her. She rolled her eyes at Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan, "Heartless wretch, I should have thrown you to the wolves and spared myself your torment!"

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Jiang Qi and Ma Chao walked in.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" Elder Zhao asked, eyeing the unexpected visitors warily.

The two men took out a small red book and showed it to the old couple: "We suspect you have harbored counter-revolutionaries in the past, please cooperate with our investigation."

Old Man Lin angrily pointed at Lin Baohe, "Bringing these two men to scare me? Do you think Old Lin is a fool frightened easily? I’ll sue you and have you thrown in jail!"

"Elder..." Jiang Qi smiled and patted his shoulder, "Calm down, be careful we might sue you for defamation," he handed him the credential, "Check it carefully to see if it’s fake or not. But no worries if you’re unsure, we’ll clarify soon by taking you both to the Public Security Bureau, and then you’ll know if it’s real or fake."

"Vice Director Jiang Qi of Division One of the National Security Commission of China," next to it was a photo of Jiang Qi.

Old Master Lin looked Jiang Qi up and down, assured that the man standing before him was the same as the one in the picture.

Ma Chao also passed his credential: "Check it, see if it’s fake."

"Vice Director Ma Chao of Division One of the National Security Commission of China," it bore Ma Chao’s photo as well.

This was real, not a counterfeit.

Just a rural old man in over his head, how could he possibly maintain his defiance now?

The conversation inside was loud enough; Zheng Sanqiao and Liu Meiqing had heard everything, and by now, Lin Baojiang had also been brought back.

He had already been briefed by Zheng Sanqiao about the situation and understood that his younger brother’s family was intent on severing ties with the Lin Family.

The key issue was that the affairs of Old Man Lin and Old Lady Lin in the past indeed wouldn’t hold up under scrutiny, considering how they had treated the younger brother growing up, today’s developments weren’t surprising at all.

What he feared now was that his younger brother might not let go of the past, implicating them all, so he took the opportunity while the old couple were rummaging through things to sneak over to Lin Baohe and subtly tug his sleeve.

"What is it?" Lin Baohe asked directly, unswayed by his brother.

"I...I just don’t believe it." Having no other choice, Lin Baojiang had to say this.

"They’ve admitted it, what’s there to disbelieve?" Lin Baohe glanced at him impassively, "Don’t worry, I just want my parents’ possessions back. I’m not accusing them of murder, nor will it implicate you."

Feeling exposed, Lin Baojiang was somewhat embarrassed, "That’s not what I meant, just, you know, after all these years as brothers, this feels...sigh!"

Crocodile tears? Observing Lin Baojiang’s feigned sorrow, Chuxia suddenly thought of this phrase.

A bundle wrapped in red velvet with gold thread was pulled out from the bottom of a box, instantly drawing everyone’s attention...(To be continued. If you like this work, your votes at Qidian (qidian.com) and monthly tickets are much appreciated. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)

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