Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

Zhou Yunmei saw that Luo Dashan was truly upset, and believing what Luo Honglan relayed from Li Aihua, she pursed her lips, said no more, and went inside to pack her things.

Fang Pingying glanced at Zhou Yunmei, then told Li Aihua to help Luo Honglan make dinner while she went inside to change her clothes.

After sitting in the room for a while, Fang Pingying thought it over and took out US$100 from the cabinet.

She walked to the living room, where Zhou Yunmei and Luo Dashan were both sitting on the sofa. Fang Pingying handed over the money and said, "Mom and Dad, take this money. If you see something tasty on the way, buy it for yourselves. Zhiyong is busy with work and is unable to take you back."

Zhou Yunmei's eyes lit up at the sight of the US$100 in Fang Pingying's hand, and she couldn't wait to reach out for it, but Luo Dashan held her back.

Luo Dashan refused the money, "We can't even finish spending the money you send us every month. We don't lack money at home. It's already a bother for you to come back this time, so don't take the money."

Fang Pingying smiled and handed the money directly to Zhou Yunmei, "Take it, it will be nice for you two to have some money for food on the way."

Seeing this, Zhou Yunmei promptly accepted the money, "Then I'll take it."

Upon seeing this, Luo Dashan suddenly lost his temper, grabbed the money from Zhou Yunmei's hand, and handed it back to Fang Pingying.

Li Aihua just clearly implied that having Luo Family's parents over was a burden for Fang Pingying and Luo Zhiyong, and there was a hint of disdain in her tone. If they accepted the money now, wouldn't they be losing their last shred of dignity?

Fang Pingying understood Luo Dashan's thoughts. She glanced at the kitchen and whispered, "Dad, this money is from Zhiyong for you to take. It's better you have some money on hand since we don't visit often, in case you need it for any health issues."

Hearing that it was from Luo Zhiyong, Luo Dashan felt somewhat better.

Seeing that Fang Pingying refused to take the money back, and fearing that Li Aihua might comment if she came out, he realized just what kind of tough people there were in the city.

In their countryside, the so-called tough people were just those who knew how to make a scene and ended up being called fierce by others.

But in the city, these educated people didn't make a racket, sometimes even smiling, yet every word they said was like hammering nails, driving them deep into one's heart, causing severe heartache upon hearing them.

In the end, Luo Dashan still took the money but made a point to Fang Pingying, "Then like this, we'll take this money, but you don't have to send any more money home this year."

After hearing this, Zhou Yunmei sneered silently. Although she didn't say anything, it was clear that she disagreed, as she would still need living expenses in the future.

In her view, she didn't think Li Aihua's words were right. She believed that children being filial to their parents was only natural, and there was nothing wrong with sending a little money.

Fang Pingying noticed Zhou Yunmei's expression but didn't pay it much attention, simply nodding at Luo Dashan. She no longer cared about giving them some money now.

All she hoped for was that Zhou Yunmei and the others could live well at home, without constantly causing trouble in the provincial city, startling her all the time. She really did not have the time to cater to them.

Thanks to the US$100, Zhou Yunmei was in a much better mood. She did not say anything unpleasant to Li Aihua, and the atmosphere at home was relatively harmonious.

It wasn't until past seven in the evening that Luo Zhiyong returned home with a dark expression.

Luo Zhiyong returned home in a huff, and Fang Pingying could tell that he was seething with anger, but she didn't ask any questions because of the rare harmony in the house. She thought she would ask him in detail when they returned to their room later.

But the moment Zhou Yunmei saw Luo Zhiyong return, she anxiously tugged at him and asked, "What happened, how much money did the timber factory owner compensate Zhiming with, was it tens of thousands of yuan?"

Originally, Luo Zhiyong didn't want to lose his temper in front of Li Aihua, but when he heard Zhou Yunmei immediately ask about compensation in tens of thousands, he could no longer contain himself and yelled at Zhou Yunmei, "Mom, if you're so desperate for money that you've gone mad, you might as well just go rob a bank!"

"This…" Zhou Yunmei, startled by the shout, was at a loss for words before finally stammering, "What do you mean, me rob… which bank?"

After giving her a glance, Luo Zhiyong then turned to Li Aihua with a smile and asked Fang Pingying to start preparing dinner, dropping the subject altogether.

Li Aihua, perceptive as she was, knew that Luo Zhiyong didn't want his family affairs to be embarrassing in her presence and made up an excuse to head to the kitchen, leaving the living room to the family for their conversation.

Seeing this, Fang Pingying also went to the kitchen. She hadn't been involved in Luo Zhiming's affairs from the start and couldn't be bothered to meddle further.

Zhou Yunmei and Luo Dashan were still worried about the situation. Once they saw Li Aihua leave, they pulled Luo Zhiyong aside in the room and asked softly, "Zhiyong, how was the matter resolved in the end?"

Luo Zhiyong frowned and said, "The owner of the timber factory didn't want any trouble, and considering that he is, after all, my own brother, he didn't make a big deal out of it and compensated Luo Zhiming with two thousand yuan."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yunmei couldn't help but blurt out, "Two thousand yuan?"

Luo Zhiyong stared at her, "Mom, do you think that's too much or too little?"

Zhou Yunmei opened her mouth, obviously feeling it was too little. She had hoped for compensation of at least ten or twenty thousand yuan, but seeing Luo Zhiyong's extremely dark expression and Luo Dashan also pursing his lips and staring at her, she dared not voice her thoughts.

The reason she hadn't stayed with Luo Zhiming to demand money was actually out of consideration for Luo Zhiyong, fearing he would really cut ties with them as he had said. So she had come back early.

She shook her head, stopped asking about the money, but thinking of Luo Zhiming, she inquired, "Then where did Zhiming go?"

"I don't know, he took the money and left the compound immediately. He obviously can't show his face at the timber factory anymore, maybe he is staying at some guesthouse nearby." After saying this, Luo Zhiyong recalled Luo Zhiming shamelessly extorting two thousand yuan from someone, and it still infuriated him. He said to Zhou Yunmei,

"I'll tell you again, from now on, whether Luo Zhiming lives or dies is none of my concern. If you can bring him back home tomorrow that would be great. If you can't, then don't let him come to find me again. If it's like before, and he comes to the military unit looking for me, I'll say upfront that I don't recognize him."

After that, he walked toward the kitchen, calling to Fang Pingying, "Pingying, let's eat. After dinner, I'll take Auntie home."

Fang Pingying nodded and set out the bowls and chopsticks, "Alright, let's have dinner first."

However, Zhou Yunmei was worried about Luo Zhiming as his leg was not yet healed, and he had disappeared, so she discussed with Luo Dashan, "Old man, let's go look for Zhiming. He's probably staying in a nearby guesthouse."

"Alright." Being his own son, Luo Dashan wanted to see for himself, so he told Luo Zhiyong, "Zhiyong, your mom and I are worried about Zhiming; we're going to look for him and will be back later."

Luo Zhiyong disagreed, "Why look for him? He's a grown man, what kind of trouble do you think he could possibly get into?"

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