Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 485 - 335 Realization

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"If you all leave, how can I endure this by myself?"

Old Master Wan’s heartfelt words immediately saddened Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan, who had come to regard him as a true family member after living with him for so long. They couldn’t bear the thought of leaving the old man alone in the empty house.

Though there was Sister-in-law Yin, she wasn’t talkative, and Old Master Wan was particularly mindful of propriety, so living with her was almost no different from living alone.

"If you really feel bad for Grandpa, then stay a little longer," Chuxia suggested for the umpteenth time, even though her previous attempts had been futile.

"Staying longer only means a harder goodbye later on," Lin Baohe sighed. "Chuxia, if you truly care for Uncle Wan, work harder so that your parents can come back sooner."

Chuxia couldn’t hold back any longer and retorted, "I don’t understand how my effort is directly related to you coming back or not. After all, you’re not idle here either; you can make your own money.

Grandpa Wan is my formally acknowledged godfather. He lives here alone and needs care. Isn’t it better for him to have you by his side rather than someone else? Mom, Dad, can’t you stop being so stubborn?"

"Silly child, that’s the way it is, and we understand the logic, but will outsiders see it that way?"

"Why do we have to care what outsiders think?" Chuxia said, rubbing her forehead in frustration. "After you leave, I’ll be living at the hospital, and I’ll barely come back once a week. Even if I wanted to take care of Grandpa, I’m stretched too thin. Mom, Dad, can’t you stay for my peace of mind as I study?"

"I could come home every week for a meal with you, and with my in-laws, or we could all gather and have a good time together. Wouldn’t that be nice?"

"Silly child..." Lin Baohe patted his daughter’s head. "Alright, we understand what you want. If you desire such a life, you just have to work towards it."

There it was, the conversation had circled back again.

Chuxia smacked her forehead in exasperation, "I might as well bang my head against the wall. Why can’t I make it clear? How could such a simple truth be so hard to explain?"

"Enough, don’t push your parents any further," Elder Wan sighed. "We’ve already pressed them on this matter many times, and pushing further will only make it harder for them.

Baohe, Yulan, if you want to return to your hometown, go ahead with peace of mind. Everything here is fine. I’ve lived this way before, and I’ve managed for many years; there’s nothing I can’t adapt to.

You go on and live well back home, and don’t worry too much about Chuxia. She has married into a good family, and besides, I’m still here. Have peace of mind, no one will bully her."

The atmosphere had been fine, so how had it come to this? Zhou Mikang had been observing everyone’s expressions and now looked seriously at Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan: "Dad, Mom, may I ask you something? Can you please share your true thoughts?"

After exchanging glances, Lin Baohe sighed, "Xiaomi, your grandmother and mother have talked to us. They’ve explicitly said that the Zhou family doesn’t mind if we stay here, and they actually hope we would. They sincerely want us to stay and genuinely don’t look down on us. I understand all this, you don’t need to persuade us any further. This issue is something your mother and I can’t seem to get past in our hearts.

We don’t want Chuxia to rely solely on the Zhou family or Uncle Wan for life. We want her to have the ability to support herself. It’s not that we don’t trust you, but we want our daughter to be successful."

This was the third time the couple had expressed this viewpoint, and it was clear they were serious. Mikang sighed, feeling helpless as he turned to Chuxia.

He indeed wanted to ease his in-laws’ worries, to tell them that the Zhou family wouldn’t mind them staying here, whether with the Zhou or Wan Family.

Clearly, his father-in-law had guessed his intentions, rejecting his proposition outright without even discussing it.

He respected their character and principles, but they also gave him a headache. Their presence here wouldn’t deter Chuxia’s efforts; on the contrary, it would allow her to focus more, without worries about them being gossiped about back home.

Nevertheless, they clung stubbornly to their own convictions.

Indeed, such steadfastness in a typical family would earn their daughter greater respect and status, but with the Zhou family, it truly wasn’t necessary.

Sigh, no matter what he said, they wouldn’t listen. His own in-laws were indeed remarkably stubborn—perhaps this was a case of ’like father, like daughter’? Though come to think of it, his father-in-law did have a certain military bearing...

On the way home, Chuxia still seemed downcast. Goodbyes are always melancholic, and facing them one after another was particularly unsettling for her.

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Zhou Mikang reached out and drew her into his arms, "Don’t judge their actions by your way of thinking, lighten up. Otherwise, they’ll feel even worse than you."

"Ah!" Chuxia sighed deeply, "I just can’t understand their so-called persistence. We could all live happily together as a family, so why insist on being apart and worrying about each other?"

I know they want me to work hard, to be successful, they don’t want me to be a parasite, but that’s not at all conflicting with them staying behind.

I’m not saying they should sit at home all day and do nothing, right? You’ve seen it yourself, my parents earn enough from making matchboxes each day to cover their living expenses with Grandpa Wan and Sister-in-law Yin. They’re not freeloading at Grandpa Wan’s home, right?

They’d get to see me often, they’d keep Grandpa Wan from feeling lonely, and they’d allow me to concentrate fully on my studies—it’s a win-win-win situation. How can they not see that?"

"It’s because you’re still young and, more importantly, you don’t have a sense of belonging to Dalin Village..." Pausing, Zhou Mikang continued, "To them, they are very worried about you, they want to be with you. But what they want even more is to secure the home front for you.

The so-called home front is Dalin Village; that’s where their roots are. It’s only there that they feel everything truly belongs to them and that they can live with a sense of security.

It makes them feel that they can share their joys and sorrows with someone, a feeling you can’t provide. This is similar to how a soldier feels about his troop after serving for decades. Do you understand what I mean now?"

Chuxia’s thoughts then drifted to her own parents and grandparents.

The Lin Family’s house was handed down from their ancestors; it was once confiscated but later returned. The first thing Grandpa did was spend all their money to refurbish the ancestral home, and the whole family moved in.

She was born and raised in that house. In college, she was eager to live on campus and break free from the restrictions of her parents and grandparents. But when she actually lay in her dorm bed, she was filled with nostalgia for her own bed, for the faint smell of wood that emanated from the ancient house.

During her junior year, someone had offered eighty million to buy the Lin Family’s ancestral home. With that money, they could have bought five large duplex apartments in the city center. But her grandparents and parents didn’t even consider it before refusing.

They said it was their home.

How could they sell their home?

Thinking about it, her parents’ feelings toward Dalin Village must be similar.

Her attachment to the ancestral home might not be as strong as that of her grandparents or parents, but she could partly understand it.

With that in mind, she started to understand Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan’s insistence. If they don’t secure the house early, they would always feel uneasy, always afraid they won’t be able to protect their daughter...

This is also why our country’s people work their whole lives for a house, insisting on owning one—having a house means having a home and also a sense of stable security.

Now that she had understood the reasoning behind it, Chuxia stopped obsessing over the issue and ceased trying to persuade her parents to stay. Perhaps, once they settled the house issue early, they would naturally come to stay with her.

Zhou Mikang had been paying attention to Chuxia’s expression. Seeing her brow finally relax, he said, "Figured it out?"

"Mm."

"Actually, you don’t have to worry too much about them being mistreated after going back. Zhong Hongying was sent back, wasn’t she? With her mother’s temper, she will definitely not be able to resist settling accounts with your parents. When that happens, without any explanation, everyone will know that you married well."

"Did you do that on purpose?" Chuxia widened her eyes, "Did you fire Zhong Hongying on purpose?"

"I wouldn’t put it that way. If she hadn’t made a mistake, why would I have fired her? It just so happened she walked into the line of fire. I’ve been thinking these past few days about how I could alleviate the pressure on your parents and you without going to Dalin Village. As it turned out, she came to me herself. Well, she can’t blame me for that. Normally, I might have considered the impact on her, but now, she deserves it!"

"Sss..." Chuxia took a breath of cold air, "That’s too fortunate."

"Fortunate and you’re gasping like this?" Zhou Mikang looked at her incredulously, "You can’t even lie properly. Aren’t you actually feeling relieved?"

"Too clever—I’m grateful it’s me you set your sights on, not her. Otherwise, I’d be utterly doomed." Chuxia said while patting her chest, "Buddha has truly been kind to me, amen."

"Buddha would come down and smack you for saying that!"

"Amitabha, Buddha has a great and forgiving heart, he won’t mind that I got the chant wrong."

Zhou Mikang: "..." Faced with such a peculiar argument, he genuinely didn’t know what to say to her. Luckily she was taken under his wing, for any average family to take her home... he simply couldn’t imagine...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.com.)

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