Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 2: Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law Conflict

Fang Pingying's heart skipped a beat, nervously swallowing her saliva.

Watching him take steps closer toward her, a fine sweat broke out on her forehead. It was only then that Fang Pingying remembered his leg injury and quickly shifted her gaze to his leg.

At this moment, he was wearing a pair of army green trousers, which made it impossible to discern the severity of his leg injury, but his gait was indeed not smooth. It relied entirely on the strength of his left leg and seemed very laborious.

Feeling distressed to see him struggle so much, Fang Pingying stood up on her own when he was about a foot away from the kang bed, climbing onto it. This way, when Luo Zhiyong would come over to carry her, he wouldn't have to bend down specially and risk bumping into his foot injury.

Luo Zhiyong glanced at Fang Pingying's action, a flicker of surprise crossing his eyes quickly.

This marriage was, indirectly speaking, exchanged for the marriage of his younger brother, Luo Zhiming. He had never held any expectations, agreeing to marry only to satisfy his parents.

But Fang Pingying's simple gesture stirred something in his heart.

Fang Pingying lay on Luo Zhiyong's back, smelling the familiar scent on his body. Her heart was filled with emotion. After all she had experienced, this broad back still belonged to her, truly a generous blessing from heaven.

Luo Zhiyong, carrying Fang Pingying, walked out the door, just as Luo Zhiming next door also came out carrying Fang Xiu.

Luo Zhiming and Luo Zhiyong looked somewhat alike, but since Luo Zhiyong had spent a long time in the military, his skin was tanned and his body exuded a masculine energy.

On the other hand, Luo Zhiming, who had always stayed at home idle, was thin and pale-skinned, not looking like a decent person at all.

Seeing Fang Pingying, Luo Zhiming gave a sly smile and called out, "Sister-in-law."

Fang Pingying's face flushed red, she looked down at Luo Zhiyong and softly responded with a hmm.

The wedding customs here were also quite meticulous. After the groom brought the bride back, the family would have to set up a wedding feast to entertain guests.

After bringing Fang Pingying into the house, Luo Zhiyong stood inside for a while. Hearing someone calling for him, he responded. Before going out, he said to Fang Pingying, "Are you hungry? I'll have someone bring some food in for you."

Fang Pingying was taken aback. She remembered that in her previous life, on the night of their marriage, Luo Zhiyong had asked her the same question, but she had replied very impatiently with an obscene remark, then lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep, not even taking a proper look at Luo Zhiyong's expression.

She had missed the chance in her previous life, but in this life, she could not let it pass her by.

She raised her head, looking straight at Luo Zhiyong who was standing opposite her.

Though his expression was still cold, his eyes carried an almost imperceptible warmth.

Suddenly, Fang Pingying felt warmth in her heart. She gave Luo Zhiyong a sweet smile and shook her head, "I'm not hungry, but you should be careful with your leg when you go out later. Don't drink too much, and don't stand for too long; it's bad for your wound."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zhiyong's face suddenly darkened, "If you despise my leg, it's not too late to regret it now. After tonight, once Zhiming and your sister's matter is settled, I will clarify things with the family."

This man was indeed both sensitive and obstinate.

Fang Pingying frowned at him, "What are you thinking? If I weren't willing to marry you, do you think I would delay my own life for someone else's sake?"

Luo Zhiyong furrowed his brows, about to speak, when he heard the call of Zhou Yunmei from outside. She smiled at Luo Zhiyong and lightly pushed him, "Don't overthink it, mom is calling you outside; she must want you to deal with the guests. You go first."

Zhiyong looked at Pingying, feeling a slight warmth in his heart.

He nodded, turned around, and went out.

Not long after, there was a "creak," and the door opened.

Pingying looked up and saw her biggest adversary from her past life, her mother-in-law, Yun Mei, come in.

In Yun Mei's hand was a bowl of sweetened water with boiled eggs, her expression not too pleasant to look at.

Having dealt with Mrs. Zhou for many years in her past life, Pingying knew full well what kind of person she was. The slightest thing not to her liking would cause her to sulk; Pingying was already accustomed to it.

Pingying pretended not to see and stood up to greet her with a shout, "Ma."

Mrs. Zhou didn't respond, just snorted coldly from her nose and slammed the bowl of sweetened water with eggs heavily in front of Pingying, "You've just entered the door and haven't even warmed your seat, yet you start ordering our family's people around. Do you even have any home training?"

In her past life at the Luo Family, although Pingying was culpable towards Zhiyong and the two daughters, she had no guilty conscience towards this mother-in-law; even when the family was in constant unrest, it was mostly due to Yun Mei's arrogant domineering.

So, looking back on it now, Yun Mei had to shoulder a great deal of responsibility for that tragic end between Pingying and Zhiyong.

Having been reborn, Pingying wouldn't let herself live so oppressively.

Even if she was the mother-in-law, she should act the part; only then would Pingying, as the daughter-in-law, dutifully show filial piety.

Thus, seeing Yun Mei making a big deal out of something as serious as family education the moment she spoke, Pingying frowned at her, "Ma, if you don't want to bring in this bowl of sweetened water with eggs, no one is forcing you. When I'm hungry, I can go out and find something to eat myself; you don't need to make such unpleasant remarks."

Previously, Pingying was not particularly amiable at her parents' home and didn't like to talk much. When she met people, she always kept her head down and rarely greeted anyone, leading the villagers to think that Pingying was honest and easy to control.

The reason Mrs. Zhou agreed to the marriage between Zhiming and Fang Xiu and adamantly insisted on Li Yuchun marrying Pingying off to Zhiyong was precisely because she recognized this trait in Pingying.

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Additionally, she thought that with Zhiyong's leg injury, not only could he no longer marry someone from the city as she had hoped, but even the village girls who were fit and well wouldn't want to marry a man with a disability.

At any rate, Pingying was decent-looking, capable of working, and had a good disposition; she could be easily manipulated in the future.

Seeing that Pingying was not an easy target, the moment she spoke, Yun Mei shouted in surprise, "Ah, this daughter of the Fang Family, I did not see that coming. You were always demure at the Fangs', getting scolded by your parents without even daring to lift your head, I thought you were compliant, but I didn't expect you to be so formidable."

Pingying knew Yun Mei's intentions for marrying her off and looked at her with a faint smile, her smile carrying a hint of provocation, "What, you regret it now? It's not too late to regret; go outside and tell the guests in the courtyard."

"You..." Yun Mei was choked by Pingying's words, stuttering for a while before her face darkened, and she began to speak unpleasantly, "Don't think you're something special. You're just someone undesirable, if not for Zhiyong's leg being like this, do you think with your looks you would be able to enter the Luo Family's door?"

If today was any other day, Pingying would indeed engage in a debate with Yun Mei.

But after all, today was her wedding day with Zhiyong; such an occasion comes only once in life. If she caused too much trouble with Yun Mei today, it would be hard on Zhiyong.

Therefore, Pingying also calmed her anger down and looked at Yun Mei indifferently, "Regardless of what got me here, I have now entered the Luo Family's door. I am Zhiyong's wife, and I am also your daughter-in-law. If you think I bring shame as your daughter-in-law, not worthy of the Luo Family, then make a scene loudly, better still let all those outside hear about the embarrassing affairs of the Luo Family; after all, the face lost will be that of someone from the Luo Family, I don't care."

"I know you lost your parents when you were young, with no one to discipline you, so let me, your mother-in-law, teach you a lesson today," Mrs. Zhou, unable to argue with Pingying, furrowed her brows, raised her hand intending to hit someone.

Pingying quickly grabbed Yun Mei's hand as it swung over and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Try it."