Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Everyone is Provoked Chapter 133: Chapter 133 Everyone is Provoked “Nowadays, free love is all the rage, and if Luo Qiao takes a fancy to you, who can interfere?”
“Alas, that would require Luo Qiao to look favorably upon you, and that girl is shrewd isn’t she.”
“Disperse, disperse, come back now, we’ve all been tired from a whole day.”
After returning to her own courtyard, Li Xiulan sat down and pondered. Today two groups of people came to see Luo Qiao. The group from the morning came to give thanks, but at a glance, they were obviously not from an ordinary family.
If there was indeed something, they would certainly have lent a hand. That morning, she had made a special trip back and saw that those people brought Luo Qiao many fine things.
Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, more people came looking for Luo Qiao. Her youngest son’s matter with Luo Qiao needed to be settled quickly—now there’s no telling how many people in the village have their eyes on Luo Qiao.
If she got engaged to her youngest son, finding a job would be as easy as opening one’s mouth. Later on, the whole family might even be able to enjoy good days ahead. If Luo Qiao gained something valuable later, she might also be able to benefit.
The more she thought about it, the happier she felt, a smile covering her face. Her eldest daughter-in-law, Feng Xiaojuan, saw her mother-in-law sitting there grinning foolishly and curled her lips disparagingly, rolling her eyes and thinking who knows what sweet dreams she’s conjuring up now.
In the Zhao Family’s courtyard, Zhao Pulin sat on a stool rolling his dry tobacco leaf. After Gao Suhua came over and sat down, she said, “It’s so bizarre. How did that darn girl get to know so many influential people?”
“If we had taken her in at the beginning, what a pity for all those nice things. It’s absolutely maddening.”
Zhao Pulin lit the rolled cigarette and gently blew out a smoke ring, “It’s just your bad luck.”
Gao Suhua suggested, “You think if we send someone over to mediate, Luo Qiao might relent and come back?”
Zhao Pulin looked at his wife as if she were a fool and even reached out to test her forehead, “You’re not feverish, what nonsense are you spouting? She didn’t come back even when it was so difficult to settle down here before, let alone now.
“The time you schemed against her, Luo Qiao hasn’t even settled the scores with you. You better not stir up trouble with her again, otherwise don’t blame me if something happens and I didn’t warn you.”
Gao Suhua was about to say something when their daughter Zhao Xiaoyun burst in, “Mom, Luo Qiao is really something! That soldier from the Jiefang Army even gave out cigarettes to the people in the village. Uncle Dawang just said it was his first time smoking such expensive cigarettes.
“He also brought a lot of things for Luo Qiao. I saw several pieces of cloth in that bag, and also those cans of Mai Ru Jing, the same stuff that Qiaoyan from Secretary’s Home drinks. There were several cans of it.
“Ah, if you had acknowledged her back then mom, we could’ve gotten some of those benefits ourselves. Now all we can do is watch helplessly, it’s killing me inside.”
Zhao Pulin gave his daughter a stern glare, “Have some filter on your mouth, don’t just blabber anything that comes to mind. It’s unseemly. Are you lacking for food or drink at home? How many kids in the village have had the chance to try that fancy stuff?
“Stop creating trouble when there’s none. Go and put the chickens back in their coop and stop acting shallow like your mother, it’ll save us from being the laughing stock.”
Zhao Xiaoyun, seeing her father’s angry face, didn’t dare say anything more and quickly slipped away.
But the thought of those nutritional supplies and fabrics still pained her, having just missed out on them.
Zhao Pulin, noticing his youngest daughter had left, fixed his gaze on Gao Suhua and said, “Stop dreaming about things that are not meant to be. Since you didn’t make a move back then, don’t do anything now that will make us a joke. You might have no shame, but my girls and I still do.”