The Stepmother’s Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era
Chapter 110 If You Die, I’ll Remarry with Ziheng

Chapter 110: Chapter 110 If You Die, I’ll Remarry with Ziheng

Ma Sufen stared at Shen Baolan, who was kneeling ramrod-straight in front of her, agape and speechless, her mouth wide enough to fit a chicken egg.

"Mom, I know I was wrong. I was just not thinking straight before, confused. But I’ve come to my senses now. Shuhuan and I are still young, we can have more children in the future. Once I have recuperated, I’ll definitely give you a big, healthy grandson. In the future, both he and I will take care of you, so you can enjoy your old age in peace. Mom, please forgive me."

Ma Sufen sat on the sofa, casting glances toward the kitchen from time to time, her mind full of doubts.

Could this little harlot be possessed?

The more she thought about it, the stranger she found her daughter-in-law’s behavior today. She couldn’t help but pick up the phone to call her son and tell him to come home early from work, as she had something to discuss with him.

Zhou Shuhuan, assuming that his mother and wife had another argument at home, made up an excuse to come home late and hung up the phone.

——

The entrance of the kindergarten was crowded with parents picking up their children, but Pei Ziheng spotted Shen Mingzhu in the crowd at a glance and walked over to her.

It was Shen Mingzhu who seemed lost in thought, and only when Pei Ziheng grabbed her hand did she snap back to reality.

"Erza, your dad has left."

No wonder she looked upset.

"Oh."

Shen Mingzhu was quite surprised by her son’s indifference. "Your dad has left, and you’re not sad?"

Pei Ziheng tilted his pretty little face upward, his expression puzzled. "He just left; he’s not dead. Why should I be sad?"

"..."

Shen Mingzhu couldn’t help but mutter, "His leaving is almost like he’s dead."

Pei Ziheng remained silent but looked at Shen Mingzhu with a thoughtful gaze.

Last year, she was worried his dad would die. At that time, he had his suspicions: had she foreseen something? It wasn’t until a few days ago, when she opened up about her past, that he was almost certain she must have learned about some future events through some means, including his dad’s death.

But now, looking at her, she didn’t seem to know that dad had already escaped death’s clutches?

Should he tell her?

And how should he tell her?

——

"Dad, you’re back. I’ve made tea for you on the table. Have it while it’s hot; I’ll go stir-fry some dishes, and dinner will be ready soon."

Zhou Quanxiong stared at his dutiful daughter-in-law, as if he couldn’t recognize her anymore.

Once Shen Baolan went to the kitchen, he quickly whispered to his wife, "What’s gotten into her?"

Having had a day to digest the changes, Ma Sufen was much calmer in the face of Shen Baolan’s transformation.

"She must be possessed."

Zhou Quanxiong picked up his teacup, watching Shen Baolan busily working in the kitchen. As he brought the cup to his lips, he accidentally burnt his mouth with the scalding tea, causing him pain.

During dinner.

Shen Baolan not only diligently served the elderly couple their rice and soup but also attempted to feed her stepson Zhou Hao. However, Zhou Hao, being used to eating on his own, refused to be fed, and Shen Baolan had no choice but to give up.

While eating, Shen Baolan did not stop talking and began to speak gleefully about Pei Yang’s departure to her mother-in-law.

"With Pei Yang gone, Mingzhu won’t have any hope left in this life."

Ma Sufen was still shaken by Shen Mingzhu’s fierce temper, and, knowing her son didn’t appreciate her speaking ill of Pei Yang, didn’t join in the conversation.

On the contrary, the usually quiet Zhou Quanxiong chimed in, "There was an incident with a ship at work; Pei Yang probably went to check the situation."

Shen Baolan was only concerned about whether Pei Yang would die, "So, will Pei Yang go out to sea this time?"

"Hard to say."

Shen Baolan was somewhat disappointed and couldn’t help but pray silently in her heart, "Go out to sea, go out to sea tomorrow, and it would be best if you died at sea and never came back!"

As long as Pei Yang died, it would prove that the dream was real, and then her man would definitely become a multimillionaire, and she would become a wealthy wife!

That evening, Zhou Shuhuan came home to not only enjoy Shen Baolan helping him wash his feet but even in bed, she gave him a shoulder and back massage.

Zhou Shuhuan was puzzled, but he didn’t refuse.

Compared to his parents-in-law and stepson, her husband was the one she needed to please even more.

Thinking this, Shen Baolan massaged with extra vigor, while she casually mentioned to Zhou Shuhuan about Pei Yang’s departure as if it were idle chitchat.

Hearing of Pei Yang’s departure, the first person Zhou Shuhuan thought of was Shen Mingzhu.

With Pei Yang gone for several months, her days would probably be tough again.

As he was thinking this, suddenly, a humming sound came from behind him.

Zhou Shuhuan turned his head to gaze at Shen Baolan’s face, which was gleeful over the misfortune of others, and said coldly, "Pei Yang has left, what are you happy about?"

Can’t you stand to see Shen Mingzhu well?

Shen Baolan didn’t know her husband’s real thoughts and said gleefully, "My child was lost before, and Shen Mingzhu must have laughed at me behind my back. Now that her man has left, I’ll see how she can still be so proud."

I only lost a son who wasn’t yet born, but Shen Mingzhu has lost her man.

Once Pei Yang dies, Shen Mingzhu will have no hope for the rest of her life. She’ll only be able to miserably take care of a burden until the light fades.

The more Shen Baolan thought about it, the more delighted she felt, wishing she could set off two strings of firecrackers to celebrate. Immersed in her fantasy, she didn’t notice how cold and disgusted her husband’s gaze had become.

——

The next day, Shen Mingzhu sent Pei Ziheng off to kindergarten as usual, and she didn’t go far from the apartment building when she bumped into Shen Baolan.

Seeing Shen Baolan’s scheming desire to approach, Shen Mingzhu simply shot her a cold glance.

"Shen Baolan, I’m in a bad mood today. You’d best not provoke me, or I’ll make sure you learn what regret really means," she said coldly.

Shen Baolan was a bit intimidated by Shen Mingzhu’s aura and walked away sulkily with Zhou Hao, but she mocked in her heart.

Shen Mingzhu, oh Shen Mingzhu, when the news of Pei Yang’s death comes back, and you become a widow, I’ll wait and see how you cry!

——

After sending Pei Ziheng back home, Shen Mingzhu received a call from Pei Yang.

Hearing the familiar deep voice of the man on the phone, Shen Mingzhu’s eyes unexpectedly became a bit misty.

It was only at this moment that she realized she hoped for his safety more than she had imagined, she hoped he was alive.

"Mingzhu, I’m about to leave. The unit has formed a rescue team, and I’m the deputy leader. I’ll depart with the team in half an hour to join the search and rescue efforts in the disaster area," he said.

The moment the man’s words ended, Shen Mingzhu’s eyes suddenly reddened.

"Mingzhu, can you talk to me? I want to hear your voice," he urged gently after a long silence.

Shen Mingzhu wiped the tears from her face and tried to make her voice sound calm. "Pei Yang, if you die, I’ll remarry with Ziheng and let him call someone else dad."

From the other end of the phone came the man’s somewhat heavy breath, "...Alright. If I really die, you find a man you like and live a good life with him. Mingzhu, if I truly don’t come back, I don’t want you to wait for me; I want you to be happy, to be joyful your whole life, without any grievances."

The moment she hung up the phone, Shen Mingzhu was in tears.

She had regrets, regretting not having taken the chance to tie the knot with the man while he was at home.

What a perfect opportunity to secure a father for her child, and she had wasted it.

Sobbing.

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