Capítulo 847: Chapter 572: Unanimous Agreement
Sorry, something came up today, it’s a bit short, I’ll make it up tomorrow.
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“As long as Baohe and Yulan are here, I’ll definitely be here too!”
Old Master Wan’s words indirectly told Chuxia that he had agreed to her proposal and would treat Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe as his own children in the future.
In doing so, Old Master Wan wasn’t using Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan to his advantage, but rather supporting them, not because of the Zhou family, but because of the Lin Family of the Capital.
Chuxia certainly understood this reasoning. She was very moved, but didn’t utter a word of thanks. Some things aren’t spoken; they’re shown through future actions.
As the midnight bell rang, the whole family raised their glasses and drank a reunion toast. When the dumplings were served, Chuxia bit into a date-filled one on her first try, making Zhao Yulan squint with joy. She had been hoping every day for her daughter to have a child soon.
“Third Aunt, you sure have good luck.” Yingying said, envious as she saw Chuxia bite into a money-filled dumpling on her second try. “I’ve eaten three, and didn’t get a date or money.”
“Only three? Why are you so impatient?” Mei Xiaofeng, sitting beside her, patted her head with a smile. “I’ve eaten half a plate and haven’t found anything. So, I’ve decided to eat two plates, you should put in some effort too.”
Mei Xiaofeng had suddenly stopped her morning sickness these past few days and had a big appetite. Had it not been the middle of the night, she’d eat three plates, let alone two. Hence, when she said this, Yingying pouted, “Fourth Aunt, you’re bullying me. You’re eating for two, I’m eating for one. No way can I finish two plates.”
“Then just finish your one plate. Anyway, the first plate is the most magical.”
“Really?” Yingying blinked her big eyes and buried her head in effort, making everyone feel a bit bitter. This child knew Zhou Aiping was taboo in this house and never mentioned her.
If it weren’t for Mrs. Zhang seeing the notes written with ‘Mom’ in the wastebasket discarded by the little girl during cleaning, everyone would truly have thought she didn’t miss her mother who had hardly been around.
Or maybe, in her memory, she hardly remembered Zhou Aiping; “Mom” was just a title, a vague symbol. But the child is innocent, which is why it feels even more heart-wrenching.
During the New Year, everyone understood the girl’s thoughts but no one broke the silence. Instead, they quietly showed more care to make her feel important in this family.
After eating dumplings, Old Master Zhou and Old Madam Zhou sat steadily at the head, with a pile of red envelopes in front of them. The juniors then stepped forward one by one to bow and receive their envelopes.
This year was the happiest and most complete New Year the old couple had for years, as the atmosphere was perfect, and naturally, the envelopes were thickest.
Although the young ones in the Zhou family were never short on spending money, the significance was different. After opening his envelope, Zhou Huakang deliberately widened his eyes, putting on a greedy face, showing unabashed happiness, which deepened the old couple’s smiles.
Finally, even Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe got envelopes from the old couple.
By local custom, it’s best not to sleep on New Year’s Eve night, so after distributing envelopes, apart from the two pregnant women, everyone else continued to stay up.
Chuxia and Zhou Mikang accompanied Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan to the guesthouse to wish Luo Gangshun and Fat Auntie a happy New Year.
In addition, they wanted to see Luan Dajiang. Zhao Qiliang didn’t go home for the New Year in order to stay in City A with Luo Xiaoqiong for the holiday, while Luan Dajiang, due to the new recruit period, wasn’t allowed to go home. The kid was stubborn, refusing every invitation from Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe, insisting on staying in the army to celebrate with his comrades.
The couple understood it was because they were no longer blood relatives, and Dajiang didn’t want to trouble them.
Their understanding couldn’t fill the emotional void, feeling as though the child no longer saw them as family.
“By the way, there’s something I haven’t told you…” Chuxia suddenly remembered about Ye Meiru on the way and shared it with Zhou Mikang.
“Troublesome!”
“What do you mean?” Chuxia looked perplexed at the regiment leader Tongzi who uttered those two words after her explanation, not knowing if he felt she was meddling, or if Jing Zhe was meddling, or Ye Meiru was meddling.
“She doesn’t care about her life, what is Jing Zhe recklessly worrying about?” Zhou Mikang snorted coldly. “He’ll find out eventually, he’s definitely wrong today.”
“You seem deeply affected, seems you’ve suffered greatly,” Chuxia tapped him on the shoulder. “It’s all behind, don’t dwell on it.”
“Go, go, go…” Zhou Mikang glared at her and moved her hand away. “What’s there to dwell on? I’m worried for Meili, with someone like Ye Meiru, how can she see anyone else doing well?”
“If it were you, wouldn’t you save her?”
“Of course not!”
“Even if you’re a doctor, you wouldn’t save her?”
“If someone insists on dying, what right do I have to stop them?”
“What if not saving her got people saying you lacked ethic as a doctor, saying you aren’t qualified?”
“What others say has nothing to do with me. I’m not living to earn praise from others. Sure, a doctor’s duty is to heal, but does Ye Meiru fall under this duty?
Using her own life to force others to compromise, once successful, what about next time? If rescued, the other person might take advantage even more. If not rescued, then saving her this time would be in vain, risking worse rumors. In short, Jing Zhe is good everywhere, just tends to be overly principled.”
“Hearing you, I’m relieved.” Chuxia exhaled a long breath. “Honestly, when he and Uncle Jing came to discuss this, I thought the same way but didn’t dare voice it, fearing people would say I’m cold-blooded.
What’s more, Ye Meiru was your first love. If I said it like that, people would think I’m jealous… Oh, this means I still care about others’ opinions. Zhou Mikang, I’m not like you. Seems I’ll need to learn from you, to not use others’ views as a standard.”
“Chuxia…” Zhao Yulan, with a black line on her forehead, looked at her daughter. “Can you compare with Xiaomi? Just think, what is Xiaomi’s status now and what is yours? The same thing done by Xiaomi is right, done by you would be wrong. When you gain confidence, then act like him.”
“Why say it like this?” Lin Baohe dissented his wife. “What does this have to do with status? Saying so makes you seem like you’re looking down based on status, doesn’t it?”
Zhao Yulan pushed her husband angrily, “Lin Baohe, are you insulting me?”
Lin Baohe quickly apologized to his wife, “I misspoke. Actually, I mean as an analogy, meaning we can’t judge people based on current achievements.” (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote on Qidian (), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit to read.)