Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 120 - 115: Jealousy

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Chapter 120: Chapter 115: Jealousy

Just then, Fang Pingying finished her phone call, and Xiao Ling had pulled her aside to chat outside, so she didn’t leave right away.

When the phone rang, Fang Pingying didn’t think it was Luo Zhiyong calling back and assumed it was for Director Liu, so naturally, Director Liu went to answer it.

Luo Zhiyong, on the other end, heard a young man’s voice, and paused for a moment before speaking, "Can you find the girl who just called? Has she gone far?"

"Please hold on a second." Liu Fengsheng, upon hearing Luo Zhiyong’s voice, hesitated briefly before shouting outside, "Miss Fang, there’s a call for you."

Fang Pingying was startled, but then quickly realized it was Luo Zhiyong calling back, and she hurriedly went inside to pick up the phone with a smile, "Hello, Zhiyong."

Luo Zhiyong’s mood was slightly soured by the male voice he had just heard, and his tone was not as gentle as before while talking with Fang Pingying, "Where are you calling from?"

Fang Pingying probably understood what was on the man’s mind, secretly smiled to herself, and pretended nothing was wrong, replying, "From a new friend I met while doing business, at her home."

"Oh," Luo Zhiyong acknowledged, and assumed that the new friend Fang Pingying mentioned was the same man he had just heard, which made him slightly uncomfortable.

But it was not appropriate to discuss this over the phone, so he went on to talk about Zhiming’s situation.

Although Fang Pingying had always disapproved of Zhiming going to work in the provincial city, she had discussed this issue with Luo Zhiyong when he was at home.

She had also tested the waters with Fang Xiu and the others, everyone was extremely keen on Zhiming going to the provincial city, so it was difficult for Fang Pingying to object. She agreed, saying that when she got back, she would talk to Zhiming, and if he was willing, they would both take the train to the provincial city the next day.

However, Luo Zhiyong insisted that Fang Pingying must accompany Zhiming to the city. He worried about her safety traveling alone by train, with all the pickpockets and swindlers that were around nowadays; most women wouldn’t dare take the train by themselves.

Fang Pingying agreed and then hung up the phone.

Stepping outside, Fang Pingying noticed it was getting late, so she bid farewell to Xiao Ling and her father, "Director Liu, Xiao Ling, look how late it’s getting, my family is waiting for dinner at home, we should be leaving now."

"Sister Fang, if you come back again, you must visit my home," Xiao Ling suggested thoughtfully, then suddenly pulled Fang Pingying aside to say, "No, instead leave me your phone number in the provincial city, and when I go back for the New Year, I’ll call you, okay?"

"My husband is in the military, and I’ll be staying in the service family quarters, I don’t think they have a phone yet." Fang Pingying was unsure whether to leave Luo Zhiyong’s office number for Xiao Ling, after some thought, she decided not to, but smiled and told Xiao Ling,

"But I’ve written down your number here, so once I’m there, I can call you, right?"

"Okay, just remember to call me." Xiao Ling reconsidered, grabbed a piece of paper, wrote a few numbers on it, and handed it to Fang Pingying, saying,

"It’s not good this way, I’ll leave you my home number in the provincial city. I’ll be back as soon as the winter vacation starts, so you can call me anytime, and I can even show you around."

Fang Pingying nodded, put away the number Xiao Ling had given her, and promised repeatedly to call her during the winter vacation.

Although Fang Pingying knew that by the time she was on winter vacation, she might be coming back for the New Year.

Moreover, making a phone call at that time was not cheap, and more importantly, it was not convenient. She probably wouldn’t have many chances to call her, but the young girl was insistent, and it would be rude to refuse her.

However, if she comes back for the New Year, Fang Pingying does plan to visit her and bring some homemade pastries for him to enjoy.

After leaving Xiao Ling’s home, Fang Pingying remembered she needed to take Luo Honglan to open a bankbook, so she took her to the post office.

Luo Honglan was confused and didn’t know what to do, so she just did whatever Fang Pingying instructed.

After opening the bankbook, on the way home, Fang Pingying pointed to the numbers in the passbook and showed it to Luo Honglan, "All this is the money you’ve saved up recently. I’ve saved it under your name. I’ll keep the bankbook for now, and when I get to your elder brother’s place, I will give it to him to keep. When you get married and need it, you can ask us for it."

Luo Honglan was startled to see that there was indeed over sixty yuan in the bankbook and it was written in her own name. She exclaimed, "Sister-in-law, why did you set aside so much money for me? I couldn’t possibly spend it all!"

Fang Pingying couldn’t help but smile, tucking the bankbook away as she spoke, "Didn’t I tell you last time that there were tens of dollars?"

She paused, then continued, "But I want to make it clear to you, there should have been ten yuan more, but those ten yuan are what you lent to your sister. It has to be deducted from your own account, and this is also to teach you a lesson."

"I..." Luo Honglan felt embarrassed when the loan was mentioned, then she asked Fang Pingying, "Sister-in-law, are you upset that I’ve been hiding this from you?"

Fang Pingying sighed, "I’m not upset with you; I am worried about you. You finally managed to save a bit of money, and then your sister immediately asks you for ten yuan. Do you think she will repay you?"

Luo Honglan nodded, looking completely convinced that Luo Cuilan would repay her, "She said my mom gives her three yuan a month, and she will repay me after saving up for four months."

Fang Pingying shook her head, thinking that the Luo family’s way of raising children was too extreme. Luo Cuilan was too cunning, too selfish, completely disregarding others for her own benefit.

But then there’s Luo Honglan, who was brought up too honest, too kind-hearted. She believed anything said to her, actually convinced that Luo Cuilan would return the money, and so sure of it.

Fang Pingying originally did not want to speak ill of Luo Cuilan in front of Luo Honglan, but truly worried she might be deceived again, so she raised an eyebrow and asked her, "Before you loaned her the money, did she ask you anything? Like asking you how much money you’ve saved."

Luo Honglan quickly nodded, "She did ask about how much money you have been paying me each month for helping with the work."

"And how did you respond?"

"I answered her just as you had told me before. I said I guess I’ve saved up tens of dollars," Luo Honglan said proudly, her face breaking into a sly smile. "But I didn’t tell her the exact amount, she probably can’t guess."

Fang Pingying was speechless, thankful that she had always saved Luo Honglan’s money for her. Otherwise, Luo Honglan would probably have little left by now.

She poked Luo Honglan’s forehead in frustration, "You’re just too honest. Your elder sister was intentionally probing to find out how much money you had saved. By telling her you have that much, you’re just waiting for her to come and borrow it, aren’t you?"

"And you’ve seen for yourself, does your elder sister look like someone who would repay you?"

"I..." After Fang Pingying said this, Luo Honglan also felt that her elder sister seemed to have stopped mentioning repaying the money ever since the day she borrowed it. After family at home came to know about Luo Cuilan’s matter, no one else inquired about the money either.

Only Zhou Yunmei had asked about it once, inquiring where the ten yuan had come from. When she heard it was taken from Fang Pingying, the matter never went any further. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)