I Became a Vicious Supporting Role in the '70s
Chapter 119: Did They Find the Wrong Family?

Chapter 119: Chapter 119: Did They Find the Wrong Family?

Li Chuan’s secretary had not yet reached the door when a child’s push made him stumble.

"What are you doing, where did you come from, why have you come to my house?"

"What are they here for?"

Ming Fang didn’t speak, standing somewhat afraid next to her two brothers.

"Don’t be scared, kids. We are here looking for Mr. Shen. Yesterday she heroically saved someone, rescuing Mr. Li’s daughter. We’ve come to express our gratitude, not to make trouble."

The secretary patiently explained to the three children, clearing up the misunderstanding. Hearing this, Mingyang quickly cleared his throat twice, then pushed open the door, remembering that his mother had mentioned the rescue last night.

"Sorry, I didn’t know. I thought you were someone else. Please come in, I will call my parents."

Mingyang said and then ran towards the yard; Ming Liang invited the visitors into the courtyard.

"Please come inside. My parents might be working."

"They might be working!"

After Ming Fang spoke, she glanced at Ming Liang. Their mother usually slept until noon; she wondered if she was still lying on the kang right now. With so many people at the door, they couldn’t afford to let others criticize their mother as being negligent; they had to salvage their mother’s image somehow.

Lu Zhenping and Shen Meng, hearing the commotion outside, were just about to leave the main room and almost collided with Mingyang who was running inside.

"Mom, Dad, there are two cars outside, they said they are looking for Mom to thank her."

"Lu Zhenping, is that you?"

Li Chuan stared at the man in front of him, his eyes widening instantly; he had met his vice commander when visiting his son at the military, who was none other than Lu Zhenping standing before him. Back then, he realized how much Lu Zhenping looked after his son, He Ping, and being from the same county, his fondness for Lu Zhenping grew.

"Uncle Li, how come you are here."

"I’m here to find Shen Meng, Mr. Shen, are you? Oh, you see me, no wonder Dr. Cheng said Shen Meng was from a military family. It turns out she is your wife, what a coincidence this is."

At this moment, Shen Meng also came out. She had just taken a nap inside; the sun had made her very lethargic, and she couldn’t resist.

"What’s going on."

Li Chuan sized up Shen Meng and Lu Zhenping, then burst into hearty laughter.

"Zhenping, you really did well. Not only are you excellent in the military, the wife you have chosen is also outstanding. You might not yet know, but your wife heroically saved a pregnant woman yesterday and even gave her a piece of ginseng. The pregnant woman is my daughter and He Ping’s sister."

Lu Zhenping knew that Shen Meng had saved someone, but he had no idea it was such a coincidence that she had saved Mr. Li’s daughter.

"That really is a coincidence, Uncle Li, please come in and sit down, and all the comrades following you, please come in as well."

He greeted the guests, and Shen Meng, watching Li Chuan’s demeanor and conversation, realized that this man must hold a significant identity and quickly turned to pour some water.

Lin Rong walked into the yard, sizing up everything around, and after entering the house, seeing that the family lived in a spacious brick house with all fairly fine furniture, she frowned slightly.

The secretary placed everything they brought onto the table, and Li Chuan took out a red envelope from one of the bags.

"Mr. Shen, this is the money for the ginseng you gave to Qianqian to save her life. I’ve checked it, and that ginseng could sell for over three hundred and twenty yuan at a consignment store. Since she has consumed it, as a father, I naturally have to settle this money."

Hu Biao’s face changed, he quickly intercepted the money that Li Chuan was handing over, as he had already prepared at home. Whether it was him or his parents who paid, it didn’t matter, but he absolutely couldn’t let the Li family pay. Otherwise, how could he face Qianqian and his son Bao Guo in the future?

"Dad, how can I let you pay? Since Qianqian has consumed the ginseng, then it should definitely be me, her husband, who pays. Mr. Shen, I am Hu Biao, Qianqian’s husband. I really appreciate your righteous act yesterday and for giving such fine ginseng. Here is the money for it, and these are gifts from Qianqian and me. Please accept them, you really must."

He spoke, sweating heavily. When he married Li Qianqian, her father and elder brother were completely against it, and now that her father’s attitude had changed, if the elder brother in the military found out, he feared he might lose his leg.

Hu Biao’s envelope was a bit thicker than Li Chuan’s, making Lin Rong’s eyelids twitch. Even though she knew the price of that ginseng, she still felt heartache when it really came to spending. She looked at the plainly dressed Shen Meng suspiciously; worried that this woman might have planned this all along. A ginseng worth over three hundred yuan—what family would easily afford that?

Besides, Jiaojiao had said that Qianqian had already claimed to be from a textile factory family and she had worked her way up from a farmer, naturally understanding the tendencies of rural folks. Some women may look harmless, but are actually quite cunning.

"Mr. Shen, please look at the sincerity of the Hu family, that’s quite some money. It might take three to five years to earn that amount of work points in the countryside. Oh right, you don’t have to rush to accept these gifts, not all are for you. After all, Jiaojiao is also a benefactor of the Hu family, and gratitude should be a mutual token."

Lin Rong’s comments momentarily stiffened the previously lively atmosphere, as Li Chuan frowned at Hu Jinbu and then at Hu Biao.

Initially, he disagreed with this marriage precisely because of Lin Rong’s narrow-mind and stubborn beliefs.

This glance scared Hu Jinbu half to death, and he quickly tried to lighten the mood: "Haha, what Biao Biao’s mother said was a bit rough, Mr. Shen, please don’t take it to heart. The items for Mr. Zhou are separately prepared; these are all for you. Please do us the honor of accepting them."

For him, a textile factory manager, it was the first time to speak this way with someone, of course, he would have said differently if Li Chuan weren’t here.

Shen Meng originally didn’t plan to take these gifts or money, but since this old woman dared to mock her, she might as well keep them.

"Then thank you. Since you’ve offered, I must gracefully accept."

Lin Rong’s face darkened, and as she opened her mouth to scold, Li Chuan coughed and pointed at Lu Zhenping, saying, "Perhaps my relatives and Hu Biao do not recognize him yet; this is Vice Commander Lu, my workplace leader in Diannan, a leading figure. The things we brought might look precious but could they ever measure up to the commendable contributions he has made? Or weigh more than my daughter Qianqian’s and Bao Guo’s lives?"

His words made Lin Rong open her mouth, but the words stuck in her throat, unable to speak. She initially thought he was just a poor soldier, not realizing he held such a high position in the military and was even her son’s direct superior.

Hu Biao felt a twitch in his calf, wailing internally, fearing for his leg, his mother—why would she act so arrogantly in front of his father-in-law, especially when they had agreed she wouldn’t talk today? He couldn’t understand, he really couldn’t.

Hu Jinbu’s eyelids twitched, sizing up Lu Zhenping. He felt a powerful aura from this man since he entered, not someone simple, undoubtedly!

Zhou Jiaojiao and Lu Jiaxuan were itching to go out and see, restraining themselves from opening the door, very suspicious: why has no one knocked on the door for such a long time, could they have gotten the wrong house?