Reborn as a Tough Army Wife
Chapter 131 - 126: Outraged

Chapter 131: Chapter 126: Outraged

Luo Zhiyong, upon hearing the news, immediately turned pale with rage and couldn’t help but roar, "What is going on in her head, we had arranged everything for her, why didn’t she just do as we told her?"

Fang Pingying said, "We didn’t know beforehand, it was Xiao Yu from Second Aunt’s family who saw her and Zhang Jianguo coming out of the hospital after school, and she had borrowed ten yuan from Hong Lan before, Hong Lan knew something, so we guessed."

"Did my mom know about this beforehand?"

"She probably didn’t know either." Fang Pingying briefly explained how Luo Cuilan framed Fang Xiu that day and how she pleaded with Zhou Yunmei not to make a scene at Jianguo’s house.

After Luo Zhiyong heard this, his expression turned extremely ugly and he lost all appetite for food, he put down his bowl and said that he would send a telegram back home to notify Luo Dashan, that Luo Cuilan’s marriage must proceed on schedule, and not let the Zhang Family dictate terms.

Seeing him react so impulsively, Fang Pingying knew it was just a spur of the moment.

She sighed, took hold of him and said, "Cuilan agreed by herself, she even knelt before mom and dad that day begging them not to cause a scene at Jianguo’s house, even if you send a telegram back now, if Cuilan herself refuses to marry, what do you think mom and dad can do?"

Luo Zhiyong was at a loss for words, he knew too well how important the Zhang family was to Luo Cuilan’s heart, but what the Zhang family did was too outrageous.

He was silent for a while, then said, "But we can’t just let the Zhang family do whatever they want, it’s disrespectful."

Fang Pingying agreed with this, but she had long known there were no decent people in the Zhang family.

Still, Luo Cuilan was set on marrying into it, clinging to that decision, what could they do?

Fang Pingying tried to calm Luo Zhiyong, "Forget it, no matter how angry you are, even if you rush back now it can’t mend anything, the child has already been miscarried, and Cuilan’s heart is set on the Zhang’s, she thinks only of them, arguing more is pointless."

"But we can’t just let it go without proper care, what if something goes wrong with the Zhang family in the future, who will be responsible?"

"What do you think can be done by going back now?" Fang Pingying challenged him,

"Forcing Cuilan to marry? Then she firmly refuses, gets agitated, and like she said before, she could give up everything and move to live in Jianguo’s house, she’s said this more than once, and she can definitely do it."

"Let her go then, we might as well break off ties entirely, as if Luo Family never had this daughter," Luo Zhiyong said in a fit of pique.

Seeing Luo Zhiyong acting this way reminded Fang Pingying of how Luo Dashan speaks when angry, she couldn’t help but laugh, "Isn’t that just an angry remark? If you could really do that, why would you be so anxious, you would have let her move into Zhang’s home long ago when at home."

Seeing Luo Zhiyong fall silent, knowing he recognized her viewpoint, she sighed softly and explained the rationale,

"Zhiyong, let it be, for brothers and sisters, we as in-laws should naturally give more care where we can, but after all, they’ve grown up, they will have their own families and the ones they care about most, we are no longer their closest, we can’t make decisions for them on everything."

"Similarly, look at us now, we have each other, in our hearts, they are not the closest persons, the principle is the same."

Luo Zhiyong knew Fang Pingying was right, although what Zhang family did was indeed indecent, it was also Luo Cuilan who lacked the energy to fight back, otherwise, it wouldn’t have escalated this far.

Luo Zhiyong sighed, feeling frustrated, and reached into his pocket to take out a cigarette to smoke.

Fang Pingying frowned at him, took the cigarette from his hand, pulled him to sit down at the table and chided, "I haven’t kept an eye on you for a while, and now you’ve taken up smoking again, eat your meal first, look, you’ve barely touched it."

Luo Zhiyong, irritated, waved his hand at her, "You eat first, I’m not in the mood to eat right now."

This situation is actually such that he gets annoyed without able to reason it out, and in the end, isn’t it just like this? Why trouble himself.

But if someone were to advise him, he definitely wouldn’t believe it either. Fang Pingying deliberately looked at him, her face full of grievance, and said, "It’s my first day here, and you’re not even going to have a meal with me?"

Luo Zhiyong knew she was trying to cheer him up on purpose, felt warmth in his heart, sighed helplessly, and continued to eat his noodles.

After they finished eating, Fang Pingying cleaned up the table and washed the dishes with the lukewarm water that had been warming on the gas stove, then lit the stove again to heat up a pot of bathwater.

Seeing a stove in the kitchen, but considering that Luo Zhiyong lived here alone and was often not home, he likely couldn’t be bothered to make a fire.

She plans to go out tomorrow to buy some charcoal, light this coal stove, and use it for heating water or warming up meals, which would be better than using the gas stove.

Moreover, using gas for everything like heating water is too expensive.

After the water was heated, Fang Pingying told Luo Zhiyong that she had prepared his clothes, and asked him to take a bath.

She then sat on the bed, using a dry towel to dry her hair, while looking around the room, thinking about what needed to be added.

She felt that firstly, they should redo this bedroom, it would be best to divide this room in the middle, turning the other side into Luo Zhiyong’s study, and this side into a bedroom.

After all, it was different now that she had come; it was not like before when he was living alone. If a comrade-in-arms came to talk about things, there should be a place, and directly entering the bedroom seemed inappropriate.

She thought to buy some thicker plywood or wood boards and fix them in the middle to split the room into two.

The door would still be placed on the study side, and they would enter the bedroom through the study.

Moreover, this would also create a dedicated space for Luo Zhiyong to work.

Even though it was just the two of them living there, if Luo Zhiyong was doing serious work and she was frequently walking around, it would also disturb him.

And since there are windows on both sides of the room, even if the middle is divided, the lighting would still be good, and it wouldn’t affect anything.

Fang Pingying was thinking about this when Luo Zhiyong had already finished bathing and came out.

During the bath, he also figured out the situation of Luo Cuilan, who has grown up and is leaning towards Zhang Jianguo’s house, fearing that she had long considered the Zhang family as her own home.

Now for her, they, as her brother and sister-in-law, are already outsiders, and if he kept dwelling on this matter, Luo Cuilan might even blame him.

Let it be, let her go on her way; she still has to live her own life.

Luo Zhiyong, after drying his hair, went towards the bedroom and paused at the door, looking at Fang Pingying who sat on the bed drying her hair, and he stared blankly.

At this moment, Fang Pingying, having finished her bath, was only wearing a clingy thermal shirt sitting on the bed, her body slightly tilted while she sorted her hair.

From Luo Zhiyong’s angle, he could perfectly see Fang Pingying’s upper body tightly stretched due to her clingy shirt.

His body tensed, and his eyes deepened significantly; he switched off the light in the outer room and walked towards the bed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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