Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 3 The Daughter-in-law is Really Beautiful

The head of the Luo Family, Luo Zhiyong's father, Luo Dashan, is an honest man who only knows to bury his head in fieldwork. Over the years, Zhou Yunmei has had the final say in the family affairs.

When Zhou Yunmei throws her tantrums, Luo Dashan always gives in, which over time, has cultivated her domineering and arrogant personality.

It could be said that over the years, including Luo Dashan and the four siblings including Luo Zhiyong, most matters have been following Zhou Yunmei's orders, and no one dared to confront her like this.

Seeing Fang Pingying daring to provoke her, a rush of anger surged in her mind, and with no strength in her hand, she kicked towards Fang Pingying's leg.

Fang Pingying couldn't dodge in time and got kicked squarely on the knee.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yunmei's act of kicking was exactly witnessed by Luo Zhiyong who pushed the door and entered.

With a stern look, Luo Zhiyong walked over and subtly moved Fang Pingying behind him, facing Zhou Yunmei, he said, "Mom, what's going on?"

Upon seeing Luo Zhiyong enter, Zhou Yunmei's tone didn't soften at all; instead, it became more arrogant as she pointed at Fang Pingying, "What's going on?"

"Look at your wonderful daughter-in-law, just entered our house today and acts like a pampered princess, expecting the whole family to serve her. She should look at herself in the mirror and see what stuff she's made of, what merits she has to marry into our family, truly thinking we can't do without her as a daughter-in-law."

Regardless of the reasons Fang Pingying married him, initially it was their Luo Family who had insisted on the marriage, Luo Zhiyong felt Zhou Yunmei's words were a bit too much.

He frowned at Zhou Yunmei, not asking further about what had happened but instead turned his gaze toward Fang Pingying nearby.

He first looked at the spot where Fang Pingying had been kicked by Zhou Yunmei, and when he spoke again, his tone had softened significantly, "What happened?"

Fang Pingying didn't speak, only glanced at the sugar-water boiled eggs placed by the kang bed, and Luo Zhiyong immediately understood what had transpired.

Being in the military for many years and seldom returning home, Luo Zhiyong didn't want to cause unpleasantness with his parents. Even if he sometimes knew about his mother's difficult disposition, he would just casually mention it without making a big deal.

Now seeing this situation, he naturally knew roughly what had happened.

If it had been in the past, he might not have spoken harshly to Zhou Yunmei, but the circumstances might be different going forward—with two daughters-in-law at home, if he as a son couldn't handle things and always mediated superficially, the household would only become more chaotic.

His father, Luo Dashan, being an honest man, and Zhou Yunmei being unreasonable, he, as the eldest son, naturally had the responsibility to handle these family matters.

Having been a soldier for many years, Luo Zhiyong's belief is straightforward: right is right, wrong is wrong; reward the right and punish the wrong, it's that simple.

Clearly, it was Zhou Yunmei's fault, so he stood by the truth and frowned at Zhou Yunmei, "Mom, don't always make such a fuss over trivial things, just making a bowl of eggs, what's the need for such temper? If you didn't want to do it, you could have asked Hong Lan to do it, it's not a big deal."

Zhou Yunmei, thinking that Luo Zhiyong, being dutiful to her, would definitely side with her and help her reprimand Fang Pingying.

Unexpectedly, the usually filial son spoke against her in front of the new daughter-in-law, which immediately made Zhou Yunmei's face turn as black as the bottom of a pot.

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She pointed at Luo Zhiyong, angrily scolding, "Very well, very well, people say that sons forget their mothers once they get a wife. I didn't believe it at first, but here we are, you haven't even officially brought her into our home yet, and she already doesn't see me as her mother. In the future, she will probably grind me down to death with her influence over you."

Mrs. Zhou's words were too blunt, making Luo Zhiyong's face turn red, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

The commotion in the room naturally alarmed the guests outside who were enjoying the banquet, and soon various relatives from the Luo Family entered the room, inquiring about what had happened.

Zhou Yunmei, of course, exaggerated and portrayed Fang Pingying as a terrible daughter-in-law, claiming that she had started ordering her around as soon as she entered the house, and even instigated her son to oppress her.

Some sensible relatives understood the situation upon observing the mess Zhou Yunmei was creating inside, and when comparing her to Fang Pingying, who stood meekly in the corner like a newlywed, they knew who was really at fault.

But since they were there to mediate, no one would be foolish enough to voice the truth, instead, they tried to smooth things over, pointing out that it was a joyous occasion since the family's two sons were getting married today, urging Zhou Yunmei to calm down.

However, some clueless relatives also started echoing Zhou Yunmei's criticisms of Fang Pingying.

Fang Pingying didn't say a word, merely standing next to Luo Zhiyong with a hint of grievance visible on her face, already starting to plan how she would earn their first money after their marriage so they could move out and not live under Zhou Yunmei's watchful eye daily.

Having seen plenty of things not yet available in her previous life, Fang Pingying was not worried about making money, only concerned about where she would get the initial capital for her first business venture.

She was an adopted daughter of the Fang Family, and though the dowry given by the Fang Family looked identical to that of Fang Xiu on the surface—several large wooden chests filled with items like cotton quilts and pillowcases—the actual contents were profoundly different, requiring a detailed inspection.

Luo Zhiyong stood by Fang Pingying's side, seeing how she was accused by Zhou Yunmei and the relatives without uttering a word, still dutifully standing there like a well-behaved bride, occasionally even offering seats to the relatives.

For some reason, he started feeling uneasy, a flicker of distress for Fang Pingying slowly spreading in his heart.

Perhaps it was Zhou Yunmei's harshness that highlighted Fang Pingying's tolerance. After many relatives tried to console Zhou Yunmei for a while and saw she was relentless, some became annoyed.

One straightforward relative spoke out, "Sister-in-law, I think this daughter-in-law of yours is quite good. Despite being scolded for so long, she hasn't responded even once. Having such a good daughter-in-law is your fortune, and Luo Zhiyong's fortune as well. You should be satisfied."

Some less hot-headed relatives also formed their opinions and found excuses to leave.

Before long, only Fang Pingying, Luo Zhiyong, and Zhou Yunmei were left in the new couple's room.

Seeing no audience left, Zhou Yunmei felt it pointless to continue making a scene indoors, so she moved to sit at the doorway, continuing to make noise loudly.

Regardless of how Zhou Yunmei ranted, Fang Pingying didn't respond, as her mind was already racing with plans on how to make money, not caring about Zhou Yunmei's nagging.

Luo Zhiyong, now used to Zhou Yunmei's noisy temper, let her rant at the doorway while he stared blankly at Fang Pingying.

Although he had known Fang Pingying before, he had never noticed how attractive the girl was. Tall and with features finer than the average village girl, under the light, he found Fang Pingying especially beautiful.

Today, Fang Pingying was wearing a red dress, which looked a bit small on her. It was unclear if the tailor had measured her size incorrectly or what had happened, but the dress clung tightly to her body, accentuating her waist and arms without leaving any gaps, and the chest area was especially snug around her already prominent bust.

Watching Fang Pingying, Luo Zhiyong suddenly felt his mouth go dry and his limbs stiff, unsure of what to do next...