Transmigrated as My Aunt in the 70s
Chapter 105 - 099 Gao Yulan loses her temper

Chapter 105: 099 Gao Yulan loses her temper

The woman wept with a face as delicate as pear blossoms dappled with rain, a sight that would move any onlooker. Wang Shouwang instantly felt a twinge of heartache and shot Gao Yuzhu a harsh glare, then quickly cooed to his wife in a calming tone. Gao Yulan, having been spoilt by her man during this period, had slowly become more assertive. She wiped away her tears and cast a resentful glance at Gao Yuzhu.

"You better not antagonize the Tian Family in the future. We can’t afford to provoke them. All we need to do is close our doors and live our peaceful lives. What does it matter to us if they are counter-revolutionaries or capitalists? Think about it, if the Tian Family dares to provide shelter for such people, they must have secured connections up top, right? Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so foolish as to give others such a substantial handle on them."

Gao Yulan, greatly stimulated by the conversation, was like someone who had just mastered new abilities, tapping into her potential limitlessly. Her thoughts became clear, her words articulate, and she analyzed the situation thoroughly, prompting Wang Shouwang to nod incessantly, feeling a deep sense of empathy.

Wang Shouwang deeply felt that his wife was indeed excellent, both beautiful and intelligent, a truly good and capable partner. It seems that from now on, he would need to discuss everything with her. If he had consulted with her this time, would they have ended up in such a mess? If he were demoted to a mere soldier, where would he get the extra income to provide a good life for his wife and child?

Wang Shouwang grew to despise Gao Yuzhu, and once more he glared fiercely at his brother-in-law. With a pained expression, he said to Gao Yulan, "But what can we do now? The Tian Family must have greased some palms up high; otherwise, Director Cao wouldn’t be tripping me up all of a sudden. Yulan, I’m sorry for you and our child. If I indeed get demoted, we can’t live in a detached house anymore, and we won’t be able to eat meat regularly."

"Don’t worry, having a place to live is enough. Meat isn’t rice; we don’t need to eat it every day. As long as our family is safe, that’s all that matters." Gao Yulan comforted her husband. Although she also regretted the loss of the extra income, under the current circumstances, keeping his job was already fortunate enough.

Wang Shouwang looked at Gao Yulan, moved. The fierce bear instantly turned into a wagging dog. The overlooked Gao Yuzhu cleared his throat from the sidelines. His sister might not care, but he did. If his brother-in-law was demoted to a mere soldier, how could he continue to strut around in the village? What Gao Yuzhu didn’t know was that Wang Shouwang was merely the appetizer before the main course of his own looming troubles.

"Brother-in-law, it’s not over till it’s over. I think we should try to do some lobbying with Director Cao. Maybe if he’s happy, he’ll let you off the hook."

Gao Yuzhu reluctantly took out the one hundred and fifty yuan from his pocket, looked at it with pain for the last few times, then gritted his teeth and handed it over to Wang Shouwang, "Brother-in-law, this is all I have. Take it and buy something that Director Cao likes. I don’t think he’ll be ruthless enough to completely ruin you."

Gao Yulan was greatly surprised—this younger brother had always valued money more than life itself, and now he was being so generous? She eyed Gao Yuzhu suspiciously. Seeing his pained expression, she felt inwardly pleased. Humph, that’ll teach you for harboring ill intentions and for trying to mess with my man’s job. She unapologetically reached out and took the money, tucking it into her bosom.

Wang Shouwang initially didn’t want to take the money. As he was about to refuse, Gao Yulan shot him a few warning glares, prompting him to promptly shut his mouth. When it comes to money matters, it’s best to let the woman decide. He, a grown man, should stay out of it.

Seeing his normally meek sister now standing her ground so firmly, a wave of frustration surged within Gao Yuzhu. He really wanted to snatch back the money, thinking to himself that he’d sort her out when she returned to her family home. Did she think she was now independent? Humph, no matter how high Gao Yulan might fly, she is still a girl from the Gao Family. Dreaming of flying solo without me? Wishful thinking!

Gao Yuzhu secretly planned to discipline his younger sister Gao Yulan when she was alone, teaching her a lesson about respecting her elder brother. But what he didn’t know was that Gao Yulan was no longer the person she used to be; even the meekest and tender-hearted woman would show her sharp edge when faced with someone trying to ruin her happy home.

Gao Yuzhu then exchanged some polite words with Wang Shouwang, expressing willingness to help if his brother-in-law needed anything. He had given up hope on bringing down the Tian Family and only wanted to ensure his brother-in-law retained his official position.

Wang Shouwang couldn’t be bothered with more nonsense from Gao Yuzhu and gestured for him to go home. Gao Yuzhu left the courtyard subconsciously, and it was only when he hit the streets did he remember he hadn’t eaten lunch. He had been walking all morning, and the rice soup from the morning had long since failed to stave off his hunger. He hadn’t felt it while preoccupied, but now, relaxed, his stomach pain from hunger struck him.

Gao Yulan, oh Gao Yulan, you heartless wretch. Without me, could you be living the cushy life of an official’s wife? Gao Yuzhu firmly believed that all of Gao Yulan’s good fortune was thanks to him and felt bitter hatred for her ingratitude.

Yet he had forgotten that Wang Shouwang had originally been an unattractive, wife-cursing, and elderly widower. No one knew what sort of life Gao Yulan could have had marrying him. It was Gao Yulan’s lucky fate to meet a man who truly adored her. Had she married the type who loved beating his wife, could she still live so comfortably?

Gao Yuzhu contemplated getting something to eat at Gao Yulan’s house, but the terrifying image of Wang Shouwang made him lose his nerve. He thought about suffering through the hunger and eating once he got home, but the gnawing in his stomach was overwhelming, his legs went weak, and he saw stars. Grinding his teeth, Gao Yuzhu had no choice but to buy three sesame-seed flatbreads from a restaurant.

However, when paying, Gao Yuzhu argued with the plump server. Each flatbread cost two cents, and three was six cents. Gao Yuzhu wanted to pay only five cents, and the server berated him thoroughly:

"You country bumpkin, if you can’t afford flatbreads, don’t come to eat. I’ve never sold three flatbreads for five cents before. Either buy them or get out."

Usually, with Gao Yuzhu’s good looks, he might have won over the indulgent fat server, possibly even agreeing to Gao Yuzhu’s offer. But ever since the server had laid eyes on He Xuewen’s divine countenance, ordinary mortal men couldn’t catch her fancy. Thus, in her eyes, Gao Yuzhu was nothing but a stingy, embarrassingly rustic figure, who she berated till his blood boiled.

Fuming, Gao Yuzhu felt as if everyone dared to scold him—it was as if he had wronged them all. Dizzy from being cursed at by the fat server, he shakily counted out six crumpled one-cent bills, handing them over. He wanted to retort, but lacks the gall. Nowadays, all the restaurants are state-owned, and what courage does a villager have to defy the authorities?

The server snatched the crumpled money with disdain, cursed "Scrooge," and slammed three flatbreads on the counter before sashaying back inside, leaving Gao Yuzhu dizzy with rage, nearly fainting.

He held back his anger, grabbed the flatbreads, and began gobbling them down. But the flatbreads were dry, and without water all morning, he choked and rolled his eyes, frantically searching for a drink. He had no hope for help from the server and didn’t seek further humiliation.

Gao Yuzhu noticed a big water jug at the restaurant’s entrance with "Free Tea Water" written on it. He hurriedly poured himself a cup from the jug and guzzled it, downing three cups to finally wash down the flatbread stuck in his throat. (To be continued. If you like this work, we welcome you to cast recommendation votes and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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