Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

But Zhou Yunmei refused to let him go, "You're not allowed to leave for the guesthouse, stay home. I want to see what Zhiyong will do to you when he gets back."

Zhiming grew less and less willing to go to Luo Zhiyong's, because he felt that since Luo Zhiyong never mentioned it, if he didn't see him, it wouldn't come out. But once he saw him, Luo Zhiyong would inevitably blurt it out.

At that point, everyone would know, and he feared that Zhou Yunmei, in a fit of anger, would give up on him.

He still wanted to avoid this, so he deliberately threatened Zhou Yunmei, "Mom, if you force me to go to my big brother's house, I will leave. You will not be able to find me just like before."

Luo Cuilan looked at Luo Zhiming's pitiful state and scoffed, "Are you planning to look for death in a new way?"

"Luo Cuilan, spare me your snide remarks. You think you're any better," Luo Zhiming retorted with irritation towards Luo Cuilan, "Don't let it turn out that I'm right, perhaps something happened to you, the Zhang family isn't taking care of it, and you've come to the provincial city with mom thinking about taking advantage of your own family."

"You…" Luo Cuilan was fuming with anger as Luo Zhiming hit the nail on the head. Unable to retort, she said, "I don't want to talk to you."

Luo Zhiming glanced at her then turned to Luo Honglan asking for money, "Honglan, give me some money. I'll stay at the guesthouse. You all can come and find me whenever."

Luo Honglan was now certain something was wrong and pressed Luo Zhiming, "Second brother, did you do something wrong to big brother? Are you scared to face him or what?"

"I…" Luo Zhiming hesitated, his expression extremely guilty as he shook his head, "No."

Seeing his behavior, Luo Honglan no longer believed his words, and advised him, "Second brother, if you've really done something wrong to big brother, it's better to be honest about it. Let us help persuade him. Otherwise, if something happens to you in the future, big brother will ignore you just like this time."

"I haven't. You don't know anything, don't make wild guesses," Luo Zhiming felt embarrassed by Luo Honglan's words and shouted in anger, "Give me the money. I'm leaving. You guys better make sure to deliver my meals on time every day."

"If you're going to stay at the guesthouse, I'll go with you," Zhou Yunmei sensed something was off and no longer pressured Luo Zhiming. She decided to accompany Luo Zhiming to the guesthouse, "Such a big incident happened today, I won't feel at ease until I get some answers."

Only then did Luo Cuilan remember Luo Zhiming's issues that day. With a sarcastic tone, she asked, "Yes, Luo Zhiming, I too would like to know what made you think of dying today. Weren't you living well these past days, even holding a big sum of money? When I wanted to borrow some, you were so stingy."

"I…" Luo Zhiming, feeling a bit ashamed, tried to brush it off, "It's nothing. The Police Station made a mistake. I just felt like getting some air on the bridge."

Luo Cuilan laughed, "Haha, I'm not a fool. You can't fool me."

"You…" Luo Zhiming's face darkened, about to retort.

"Alright, stop fighting," Zhou Yunmei, seeing them about to argue again, called out to stop them, "Both of you go back. I'll accompany Zhiming to the guesthouse."

After speaking, Zhou Yunmei also turned to ask Luo Honglan for money, "Honglan, give me the money. Your second brother and I are going to the guesthouse."

Luo Honglan hesitated a bit, she didn't really want to give money because she knew that Zhou Yunmei had money on her and that she shouldn't be the one to pay.

But after thinking it over, she still took out the only ten yuan she had and handed it to Zhou Yunmei, "Mom, I don't have much money on me, only this much."

"Fine, this should be enough for a few days' stay," Zhiming said as he snatched the ten yuan from Hong Lan's hand and headed for the guesthouse.

Seeing this, Yun Mei quickly followed him.

Hong Lan and Cuilan watched them walk off before they both went upstairs.

When they got home, Hong Lan sighed as she saw the mess in the house and began to tidy up.

But Cuilan, who had been sitting on the sofa watching her, waved at Hong Lan, "Little sister, come over here."

Hong Lan was slightly dazed. Ever since they were children, it was rare for Cuilan to call her little sister. And whenever she did, it meant she was about to take something from her.

In the past, it was snacks and clothes, but as they grew older, it became pocket money.

The last time Cuilan called her little sister was when she was discussing having an abortion with Zhang Jianguo and asking to borrow money.

Even if Cuilan wasn't the sharpest, she could guess that Cuilan's good attitude was definitely because she wanted something.

So she didn't go over to Cuilan. Instead, while continuing to tidy up, she asked, "Big sister, just say what you want, I'm cleaning up here."

"Come here when I tell you to, we can tidy up together later," Cuilan insisted, pulling Hong Lan over, "Besides, isn't the room clean already? There's nothing much to tidy."

Sitting next to her, Hong Lan whispered, "No, sister-in-law likes cleanliness. She'll be upset if she knew we've made her house dirty by staying here."

Hearing Fang Pingying's name, Cuilan's eyes flashed, then casually asked Hong Lan, "You work at your sister-in-law's shop, how much does she pay you for a month?"

Hong Lan looked at Cuilan, recalling how Fang Pingying had told her not to casually divulge how much she earned each month to her family.

And Cuilan's attitude was too good, making her suspect that she had an ulterior motive.

Smiling, she casually said, "Not much, they just provide room and board."

"Room and board with no salary?" Cuilan pretended to be outraged and exclaimed, "Isn't Fang Pingying being too mean then? If someone works for you, shouldn't you pay them at least tens of yuan a month? But to have your own family work and not even pay them?"

"Big sister..." Hong Lan pursed her lips, wishing Cuilan wouldn't speak so harshly.

"It's all the same with no money; you might as well come back home with me, there's no use working for nothing here," Cuilan continued, ignoring her and pretending to be indignant on Hong Lan's behalf, "Even if it's just for room and board, who cares? Do we lack food or a place to live at home?"

Hong Lan was too honest and failed to see Cuilan's intentions. She didn't want Fang Pingying to be spoken ill of, so she honestly admitted, "It's not like that. Sister-in-law did give some money..."

Cuilan looked at Hong Lan with squinted eyes and deliberately said, "Even if she gave some, it couldn't have been much; she must have skimped a lot. I will tell mom about this tomorrow..."

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