Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 88 - 83: Departure (Third Update)

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As they passed by Luo Dalin’s house next door, Luo Dalin was also up, sweeping the yard.

Seeing them carrying large and small bags, he immediately came out and asked Luo Zhiyong, "Zhiyong, you’re heading back to the army, right?"

"Yes, Uncle, we’re off to catch the ride," Luo Zhiyong said with a smile, and told Luo Dalin, "Uncle, take care of yourself at home."

Luo Dalin smiled and went to take the things from Luo Zhiyong’s hands, laughing, "Here, give me the stuff. I’ll walk you to the bus."

Luo Zhiyong quickly waved his hands and, looking back at Fang Pingying and the others, said, "It’s fine, Uncle; you can go on with your work. There are enough people here to help carry everything."

"It’s okay, I’m free this morning anyway, consider it a bit of exercise." Without further ado, Luo Dalin took Luo Zhiyong’s bag and followed them toward the bus station.

On the way, Luo Zhiyong remembered what Yu Fen said about Luo Cuilan a few days ago and, with an apologetic face, said to Luo Dalin, "Uncle, I’m really sorry about the incident the other day. You know my mom and Cuilan, they are ill-tempered and hot-headed. You might have to persuade Aunt to not take it to heart."

"It’s nothing. After all these years, do you think I wouldn’t know your mom’s temperament? And to say the truth, Yu Fen did speak out of turn that day." Being relatives for so many years, Luo Dalin also knew what they were like and gestured with his hand that he did not mind.

However, speaking of Luo Cuilan, Luo Dalin hesitated to say something to Luo Zhiyong and the others, "But I was thinking, what Cuilan did doesn’t seem quite proper. Getting married before holding the wedding banquet, what’s that about? She says it’s a marriage, yet Cuilan is still living at home, and no banquet has been held. This is hardly different from being unmarried."

Luo Zhiyong sighed and explained to Luo Dalin, "We also know it’s not appropriate, but Cuilan wanted it this way, and on top of that, she’s pregnant now. We’re really without options. Originally, the Zhang family even said to let Cuilan move into their home directly."

"We thought that would be even less appropriate. After all, having a marriage certificate before moving in is a bit better; at least it’s official."

Luo Dalin was unaware of this turn of events. After hearing it, he sighed and shook his head, "Sigh, that’s how it is. It’s tough when the child doesn’t listen, and it makes things difficult for the parents and the family."

"Isn’t that the truth? In my opinion, the Zhang family aren’t good people. Those in-laws don’t seem easy to deal with, plus with Cuilan being the way she is, I fear her life after marrying into that family will be difficult." Luo Dalin was full of worry as he spoke. In fact, aside from Luo Cuilan, everyone knew that the Zhang parents were tough to deal with.

Since he was about to be related to them by marriage, Luo Dalin didn’t find it right to criticize the people on the Zhang side and could only advise Luo Dalin,

"Let it be, big brother. There’s nothing we can do about it. It’s the path the girl herself has chosen. Whether her future is good or bad, she will have to bear it. What else can we, the parents, do? We’ve already scolded and punished her, and we’ve used all possible means to stop it. We can’t really lock her up at home for a lifetime."

"That’s exactly it," replied Luo Dalin, nodding with a look of helplessness.

The place in the village where they caught the bus wasn’t far, just a little over a mile from their home, and it took only a few minutes to walk there.

It was quite coincidental that as they reached the road, a bus immediately came by.

Luo Zhiyong had intended to say a few words to Fang Pingying, but with the bus waiting, he had to get on with his things.

Once on the bus, Luo Zhiyong stuck his head out of the window and urged Luo Dashan and the others to take good care of themselves.

Watching Fang Pingying, his eyes deepened, as if he had a million words to entrust to her, but when the words reached his lips, he didn’t know where to start. In the end, he only said, "Wait for me to come back."

This separation wasn’t long, at most just over three months, but it was their first parting as husband and wife, and Fang Pingying’s heart was still uncomfortably tight.

Especially when she saw the look in Luo Zhiyong’s eyes, her nose felt sour, fearing that she would be unable to hold back tears if she spoke, Fang Pingying said nothing, merely nodding at him. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

Fortunately, the passing vehicle did not wait for long, and as soon as Luo Zhiyong got seated, it drove away.

In fact, it’s only painfully difficult at the moment of parting. Once that moment passes, one can calm down.

After seeing Luo Zhiyong off, everyone turned to head home.

By the time they returned home, Zhou Yunmei was chatting with Xu He’s mother, Duan Fenghua, at the entrance to the courtyard. In Duan Fenghua’s hand was a net bag, in which there were several bananas, though it was unclear what they were for.

Seeing them come back, Zhou Yunmei asked, "Did Zhiyong get on the bus without delay?"

Fang Pingying nodded, "No delay, as soon as we got to the roadside a vehicle came by without any holdup."

Hearing this, Zhou Yunmei smiled at Duan Fengying standing opposite her, "See, I told you my Zhiyong definitely left, you would have missed him even if you had gone just now."

Listening to their conversation, Fang Pingying raised an eyebrow and, with a faint smile, looked at Duan Fenghua and asked, "What’s up, Aunt Fenghua came specially to see off my Zhiyong?"

Duan Fenghua’s expression towards Fang Pingying seemed slightly uneasy, but she quickly recovered.

She even deliberately held up the bananas in her hand towards Fang Pingying, saying, "Indeed, I heard from your mother yesterday that Zhiyong was leaving today, and I got up early to bring these bananas especially for him, which my brother bought for me yesterday from the county."

Fang Pingying glanced at the bananas in her hand, her tone carrying a tinge of regret but was actually schadenfreude as she smiled and said, "Yo, that’s really unfortunate, you missed him."

Duan Fenghua didn’t know if she had picked up on the oddity in Fang Pingying’s tone, but as she looked at her, seeing Fang Pingying’s seemingly mocking smile, she almost immediately averted her gaze with a sense of guilt.

After pausing for quite a while, she finally spoke up, "Well, nothing can be done now, I’ll make it up next time when Zhiyong comes back."

Fang Pingying nodded with an ambiguous agreement, then suddenly her lips curled into a faint smile, "Aunt Fenghua, you really are thoughtful. Zhiyong has been in the military for so many years, and many in the village have forgotten about him. It’s rare for you to treat him so kindly."

Caught off guard, Duan Fenghua, then, as if to cover up, waved her hands and laughed with Zhou Yunmei, "It’s nothing, aren’t we all fellow villagers here? I get along with your mother as close as real sisters. I see Zhiyong like a son of my own."

Fang Pingying’s lips curled up. No wonder people say Duan Fenghua is slick with words. Isn’t that true?

This was ingeniously put. The common saying is that a son-in-law is half a son, and the implication in her words was clear enough.

But most people wouldn’t think too much into it because Luo Zhiyong was already married, and at this time, within the same village, there would hardly be a few who would be shameless enough to directly proposition a man in front of his wife to become a son-in-law.

So, to those unaware of the subtext, they probably thought she was just being friendly due to her closeness with Zhou Yunmei.(To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)