Pretty Beauty of the Eighties Compound

[Fictional Eighties + Animal Mind-Reading + Historical Era]

Lu Qiaoge transmigrated from an apocalypse riddled with natural disasters to the seventies. Just as she opened her eyes, she fell i...

Chapter 553 If Only I Had Known Today, I Wouldn't Have Done the Way I Did

Chapter 553 If Only I Had Known Today, I Wouldn't Have Done the Way I Did

Shen Yun closed her eyes, too lazy to argue with her in-laws and Liang Aishu about moving away from her parents' home, which was a bit far from her parents' home.

Actually, their own parents probably also want them to move out.

Anyway, that's how it is.

Life is just like that, isn't it? Everyone's life full of ups and downs and arguments.

Otherwise, why would there be neighborhood offices or mediators?

Meanwhile, Cui Min and Li Zhenhui took the child home. Manman played well with her cousins, and they started playing together as soon as they entered the yard.

The two children also called her "Auntie".

Cui Min smiled and agreed, appearing completely at ease and without any other emotions.

Huang Yujie cautiously watched Cui Min walk in. She hadn't known before, but today the old lady had spread the word about her faking illness, making her feel like everyone at work was talking about her behind her back.

It's all a family matter. If the old lady hadn't insisted on forcing Li Zhenhui to divorce, this wouldn't have blown up like this.

Cui Min used to come back at noon to take care of her mother-in-law as usual, but now, it seems that's not the case.

Sure enough, Cui Min glanced at her, but wasn't angry. Instead, she said, "Sister-in-law, what do you say tonight?"

Huang Yujie originally wanted to say that he had been cooking for a week and it was time for her turn.

But seeing her brother-in-law's cold gaze, she immediately said, "I'll do it, you rest."

Cui Minzhen then went to rest.

I also took the opportunity to tidy up my own room.

Let's wait a little longer. In a few months, most families in this situation will be able to have a place to live.

Besides, she and her husband had already paid.

Even if things change in the future, you can still sell the house if you no longer live there.

I guess you could say I've saved up some money.

Mrs. Li was lying in her room, angry, but no one paid any attention to her today.

There's nothing wrong with me, I can just lie here.

When the food was ready, Huang Yujie came to call her to eat.

Since things had already come to a head, Huang Yujie didn't care anymore. He said sarcastically, "Oh, my dear mother-in-law, the food's ready, get up and eat. My cooking isn't very good, so just make do with what you have. Can you get up? If you can't, I'll serve you some food and bring it over. Don't tire yourself out..."

Mrs. Li felt a lump in her throat.

In the past, when Cui Min called her to eat, it was very simple: "Mom, dinner's ready."

She didn't say anything more. She also thought Cui Min was foul-mouthed and unpleasant, while Huang Yujie said a lot, but it was really unpleasant.

The Li family didn't start arguing. The old lady knew Lu Qiaoge's temper; she was in the wrong to begin with, so of course she didn't dare to continue making trouble.

After finishing my meal obediently, Cui Min started a meeting.

He said directly, "I won't go into details about the situation of our family members. I'm just informing you that from now on, except for days off, I will eat lunch in the canteen. Because the production tasks are heavy now, I can't let my work be delayed just to cook lunch for my mother-in-law, brother, sister-in-law, nephew, and niece."

Li Zhenguo's face flushed red.

The director found out about this in the afternoon and even called him in to ask him about it.

They also said that he was the eldest brother and hoped that he could handle the family relationships well and not make a big fuss, which would not be good for anyone.

Li Zhenhui immediately said, "I said everything I needed to say at noon. Xiaomin and I will be busy from now on. Don't worry, no matter how busy we are, you don't need to worry about my daughter."

She then gave a cold snort, not even glancing at Li Zhenguo, and bluntly said whatever came to mind: "From now on, housework will be separated, and cooking will be done in shifts, one person per week... We won't be back for lunch, so you can do whatever you want. Whether you eat out or get up and cook for yourselves, I don't care. If you can't figure things out yourself, listen to my wife's instructions. Don't think you can be idle; do whatever you're told to do..."

Li Zhenguo and the others didn't say anything, but their expressions betrayed their feelings at that moment.

Li Zhenguo looked at his elderly mother with a reproachful gaze. He thought to himself, "If only I had known this would happen, I would have kept my mouth shut until I really angered Cui Min."

Okay, from now on, nobody's going to be idle.

At that moment, Kong Fanrong encountered Wen Guishuang at the door, who seemed to be going out to buy something.

This wasn't the first time the two had met, and they had even nodded to each other. Regardless, they were both employees of the same company, and they couldn't afford to make things too ugly without a falling out.

So when the two of them meet, they just nod to each other and then go their separate ways, neither of them paying any attention to the other.

However, Kong Fanrong received confirmation today.

Although I'm not entirely satisfied with Lao Liang's house, it's better than nothing for now.

She had visited it, and although it wasn't as quiet or comfortable as this place, it was actually quite nice for her to live here for now.

After all, we can get a better house when autumn comes.

She rarely spoke up, saying, "Wen Guishuang, we're moving away in a few days, and we might not see each other often after that."

Wen Guishuang originally wanted to leave, but she had to stop in her tracks. Hearing this, she looked at Kong Fanrong with some surprise: "I know about this."

Kong Fanrong glanced to the left and right. The two of them were right at the door, and there was no one around at the moment.

So Kong Fanrong said bluntly, "Let's not beat around the bush. You know your relationship with Lao Kang, but Chenxi doesn't. I won't be the bad guy and tell her. I know Lao Kang; he's soft-hearted, kind, and sentimental. Even if he moves away, he might find an excuse to come see the child. I just hope you won't be soft-hearted."

Since there's no connection anymore, let's cut ties cleanly. Don't you agree? So, if Lao Kang tries to find an excuse to see the kids, don't let him. Just say some harsh things to drive him away. He has his pride too; if you don't give him face, he'll be too embarrassed to come see the kids. So, consider this my request, okay?

Wen Guishuang really didn't expect Kong Fanrong to say that.

Her expression changed immediately.

She disliked Kong Fanrong from the very first moment she saw her.

At that time, she and Kang Yuxing were still married.

Sometimes you have to admit that a woman's intuition is quite powerful.

Looking back now, it's likely that Kong Fanrong had his eye on Kang Yuxing even before their divorce.

Wen Guishuang's heart sank at the thought.

Although so many years have passed and there are many things she doesn't want to recall, it doesn't mean she can't remember them.

She remembered the phone call she made after finding out she was pregnant, and it was this woman who answered.

It was because Kong Fanrong answered the call.

The phone call came from the place she and Kang Yuxing used to live. So at that moment, she felt only pain and despair, and that's why she slammed the phone down.

But now, looking back, I realize that I only heard Kong Fanrong's voice and not Kang Yuxing's.

Clearly, Kang Yuxing was unaware that he had made the phone call.

Thinking of this, Wen Guishuang suddenly smiled.

He just stared straight at Kong Fanrong.

"Comrade Kong Fanrong, you're actually begging me? Is that true?"

Kong Fanrong's expression changed drastically.

Suddenly, Wen Guishuang, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, left.

(End of this chapter)