Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 5 Growing Grandson

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Luo Honglan's words were actually believable to Fang Pingying; Zhou Yunmei was inherently selfish, always thinking of herself first deep down, no matter the situation.

Even though her most beloved was Luo Zhiming, she was well aware that when she grows old, she would have to rely on Luo Zhiyong to support her. So Luo Zhiyong's words really hit her weak spot, and she dared not continue making a fuss.

However, Luo Honglan was truly a simple and honest girl. If Zhou Yunmei knew that Luo Honglan had told her these things, she would definitely blame her.

Thus, Fang Pingying looked at her and smiled, whispering, "Make sure mom doesn't hear this, or else she's going to lose her temper again later."

Luo Honglan might be simple, but she understood that Fang Pingying said this out of consideration for her. She took Fang Pingying's hand and wrinkled her nose, "Sister-in-law, I didn't realize you were so nice before. I thought you were like my second sister-in-law, someone annoying."

Fang Pingying smiled and patted her face, winking at her, "Just know it from now on."

"Hehe." Luo Honglan chuckled naively and glanced outside. Seeing that most of the people had left, she said, "Sister-in-law, I'll head out first. I think the guests outside have finished the meal, I'm going to clean up."

Luo Honglan hadn't left the room when they heard Zhou Yunmei shouting loudly outside, "What are you all doing inside? Come out and clean up! With so many tables, leftover food, and dishes and utensils needing washing, do you expect me to do it all by myself? Do you want to work me to death?"

Fang Pingying knew that Zhou Yunmei was in fact calling for her, so she said to Luo Honglan, "Let's go, we'll clean up together."

Luo Honglan nodded and followed Fang Pingying out.

Outside in the courtyard, although Zhou Yunmei was shouting urgently, she hadn't actually done anything herself, just standing there with her hands on her hips, bossing the earnest Luo Dashan around non-stop.

One moment he was asked to clean up the tables, the next moment someone was told to quickly return the tables and chairs they had borrowed for the day.

If Luo Dashan was a bit slow in cleaning up, she would start yelling and making a scene in the courtyard.

Fang Pingying couldn't stand by and watch any longer. She glanced at Zhou Yunmei disapprovingly, walked up to Luo Dashan, and began helping him with the clean-up, while saying, "Dad, you've also been tired all day today. Go rest a bit in the courtyard. We can handle cleaning up."

Luo Dashan wasn't a particularly skilled individual, but he was very diligent, handling all sorts of chores around the house consistently.

Moreover, he had seen the confrontation between Zhou Yunmei and Fang Pingying earlier that day. No matter how Zhou Yunmei fussed, Fang Pingying didn't talk back once. In his eyes, this daughter-in-law was sensible, at least knowing not to recklessly argue with Zhou Yunmei on such an occasion, avoiding idle gossip from outsiders.

So, he looked at Fang Pingying with a loving smile and turned his head towards Luo Zhiyong, who was also helping with the cleanup, "It's nothing, you all worked hard today too. But Zhiyong's leg can't stand for long, let Zhiyong go inside and rest. I'm here to help..."

Before Luo Dashan could finish his sentence, Zhou Yunmei interjected with a stern face and cold voice, "Rest? What rest? If Zhiyong wants to rest, he can go inside by himself. Everyone else needs to work."

After speaking, she glanced at Fang Pingying and then at Luo Zhiyong. Remembering Luo Zhiyong's earlier words, she didn't dare to go on, and instead directed her anger at her eldest daughter, Cuilan, who had been sitting at the table eating the whole time.

She shouted at Luo Cuilan, "Cuilan, what are you doing just sitting there? You've been eating for so long, hurry over and help me clean up."

"Mom, stop bossing people around. You've been ordering people around in this courtyard for half the day, and you haven't lifted a finger yourself. You're hardly any different from me." Luo Cuilan's temperament is not like Luo Honglan. Influenced by Zhou Yunmei, she doesn't like to do chores, and she has a short temper—she certainly won't tolerate being yelled at by Zhou Yunmei.

"You..." Zhou Yunmei was so angry that her face turned dark, pointing at Luo Cuilan, she gritted her teeth in hatred.

But Luo Cuilan didn't give in to her at all. She continued to sit by the table and eat, and while looking at Zhou Yunmei, she said, "What 'you'? Either work together or don't expect me to lift a finger if you're just going to stand there with your hands on your hips."

Luo Dashan was getting a headache from the squabbling between the mother and daughter. He waved his hands and said to them with a good-natured smile, "Forget it, stop arguing. It's just a small matter. If you don't want to do it, then just rest; I'll do it myself."

Although she knew Luo Dashan was trying to quell their quarrel, Fang Pingying disapproved of this method, and she felt that the reason Zhou Yunmei was so overbearing was exactly because she'd been indulged by Luo Dashan mediating issues like this over the years.

If she hadn't witnessed it herself, she might have let it slide, but now that she had, she absolutely couldn't tolerate it. She glanced at everyone in the courtyard and instructed, "Everyone work together. Honglan, eldest sister, you clean the table. Dad, mom, both of you stack the tables and chairs. Zhiyong and I will wash the dishes."

As she spoke, Fang Pingying looked around and noticed that even Luo Zhiyong, who had a leg injury, was helping out, but she didn't see Luo Zhiming and Fang Xiu, so she called out specifically towards the room where Luo Zhiming and Fang Xiu were, "That's right, where are Zhiming and Fang Xiu? Get them to come out and help separate the dishes. Later, they can also return the borrowed dishes so that the owners have bowls to eat from tomorrow."

No sooner had Fang Pingying finished speaking than Zhou Yunmei acted as if she was afraid of startling someone inside the house.

She purposefully lowered her voice to Fang Pingying, "Why are you shouting? Don't you know today is Zhiming's wedding day? I'm looking forward to having a grandson soon."

As soon as Zhou Yunmei finished speaking, Luo Zhiyong quietly said, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

What Zhou Yunmei said was really off the mark. Today wasn't only Luo Zhiming's wedding—they were also newlyweds.

But Fang Pingying just winked at Luo Zhiyong, not at all concerned about what Zhou Yunmei had said. She laughed heartily and said to Zhou Yunmei with a smile, "Mom, if you're going to talk like that, then I'm going back to my room too."

"What are you going back to the room for?" Zhou Yunmei didn't catch on immediately.

Fang Pingying raised her eyebrows with a mocking smile, "If Zhiming can give you a grandson, Zhiyong and I can have children too, and if we do, our child will be the eldest grandchild, you know."

"You..." Zhou Yunmei was stumped by Fang Pingying's words, struggling to respond, she finally muttered with a sneer, "Shameless, such words coming from a young lady's mouth."

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People nowadays were actually quite open-minded. Bearing children is a perfectly normal thing; there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Moreover, when dealing with someone like Zhou Yunmei, you can't be too polite, or she'll just get the upper hand. You can't always directly confront her either, because not only does it become pointless after a while, but it also turns you into a laughingstock.

Fang Pingying decided to stand up to Zhou Yunmei. She couldn't be as timid as in her previous life, nor could she be outrageously aggressive. She had to be bullish when she had good reason, making it clear what she intended to do, ensuring she did it, and not allowing Zhou Yunmei to retort, instead of simply thinking about doing something and letting her negate it.

So, after hearing what Zhou Yunmei had said, she naturally replied, "Who doesn't have children after getting married? What can't be said?"

Then, without waiting for Zhou Yunmei to speak, she straightforwardly asked her, "Mother, are you going to call for Zhiming and Fang Xiu, or should Zhiyong and I go inside? You choose."