Rebirth in the 80s: The Plan to Raise a Female Tycoon

University student Qin Xiaoyu died with deep regrets, betrayed by a scumbag. Reborn, she finds herself in the body of a 25-year-old young widow with depression and two children, living in the 1980s...

Chapter 311 The things have arrived, and the people also need to come.

At his wife's instruction, Qin Xiaoyu sorted and packed the items into two large boxes, which his wife then instructed him to move to the Zhou family's house.

"Tang Long will be here soon, let's hand him over to him." Qin Xiaoyu was still thinking about her eldest son and grandson.

"I can give it to whomever I want. I'm heartbroken by the Tang family." The wife sighed and waved her hand.

The older brother had already been sent to find Tang Long. Tang Long arrived on his tricycle, and his sister-in-law followed on a bicycle.

"I don't need the bedding anymore, it's all wet and hard to dry, I have plenty of that," my cousin-in-law said as she came in and took a look.

"Alright," the wife said, no longer insisting.

"Mom and Dad, pack what you can and move to Hengchang. You can stay there for now." Qin Xiaoyu saw that Hanhan's grandparents were still shaken and had their hands tied around their necks. She knew they were honest people who had never seen anything like this before and were easily frightened.

"Okay, I'll go in and tidy up." Grandma Hanhan hurriedly went into the house.

Tang Long called Tang Hu for help, and they put the box and his wife's few clothes on the tricycle. Qin Xiaoyu had already helped his wife out.

"This box is for the military region, you go ahead," the wife told Tang Long directly. He was an obedient child, so she didn't ask any more questions and rode off on her bicycle.

The eldest sister-in-law knew what was inside, and she was extremely envious, but she didn't dare to say anything. This incident had also frightened her quite a bit.

Qin Xiaoyu sent his wife over, but then faced a dilemma: where would she stay?

The second floor only has the innermost room belonging to my cousin's family. Tang Long and Feng Qin are both grown up and need to live on their own. It's fine to squeeze Han Han's grandparents in, but if my wife also moves in, it will be too crowded. In addition, my wife has difficulty walking and going upstairs.

The first floor is currently empty except for the shops and the boiler room; we can't exactly cram the wife into that space.

"What should we do?" My cousin-in-law was at a loss.

"Mom!" Hanhan ran up, followed by her little sister.

"Why are you here?" Qin Xiaoyu looked behind them and saw Zhou Xing's mother walking upstairs.

"Mom, what brings you here?"

"I've come to settle accounts with Madam." Zhou Xing's mother walked into the inner room with a stern face. Qin Xiaoyu was confused and hurriedly followed her in.

"What's wrong?" The wife also heard the noise.

“I’ve come to confront my wife.” Zhou Xing’s mother pressed her wife back into the chair.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Tell me what's going on here. These two big boxes have been delivered, but where are the people? What kind of mess is this?" As soon as Zhou Xing's mother said this, Qin Xiaoyu understood, but this was not her intention. Besides, the madam was also concerned about her reputation, so it would probably be difficult to persuade her.

"Mom, about this..."

"Shut up, I'll talk to you later." Zhou Xing's mother glared at her.

"I can't go. I'm the youngest, and I'm old and have a lot of health problems. It's inconvenient for me," the wife said, waving her hand hastily.

“What’s inconvenient about it? Aren’t we getting old? Besides, Xiaoyu is building a house. In another six months, we’ll move here. What will we say then? Won’t that be inconvenient too? Are you trying to kick us out?” Zhou Xing’s mother was sharp-tongued, and the lady couldn’t argue with her for a moment.

“I appreciate your kind offer, but I really can’t go,” the lady said earnestly, holding Zhou Xing’s mother’s hand.

“If you don’t mind, you can move in. We’ve only been living in that house for six months, so you can make do for six months, okay? I’ve been here before, and there’s nowhere for you to stay. Just come with me.”

Without saying a word, Zhou Xing's mother lifted the lady up, and Qin Xiaoyu, seeing her insistence, had no choice but to coax her downstairs together.

The Zhou family's bedrooms are all on the second floor; there are only two rooms on the first floor for the guards. Commander Zhou's retirement has been approved, and his staff is being reduced, with only Xiao Chen remaining, so one room is now vacant.

Before Zhou Xing's mother arrived, she tidied up a bit. Although the room was only ten square meters, it was clean and tidy, and it had a south-facing window, so it looked bright and clean.

"Madam, please make do with this for the next six months. Once the house there is ready, we'll move in," Zhou Xing's mother said modestly.

"Look at you saying that, I'm so embarrassed. After living for so many decades, I finally live in an apartment building. It's wonderful." The wife was so happy that she kept wiping away tears.

Qin Xiaoyu escorted his wife to the living room to sit down, and then he and Zhou Xing's mother redesigned a bedroom.

She thought about it. Although her wife slept soundly, she had been living on a heated kang bed for decades. A single bed would definitely feel cramped. In addition, the mattress was too soft, and she might not be used to it.

"Then let's get a double bed and just put four layers of mattresses on the bed board." Zhou Xing's mother gestured to indicate that the space was big enough.

"Put one side of the bed against the wall, then throw in a couple of cushions. It'll be comfortable to sit on the bed and bask in the sun." Qin Xiaoyu had already planned it out; he wanted to build a tatami room for his wife in the new house.

Tang Long brought over some more things, and he and Xiao Chen helped bring in the double bed. Once everything was made up, the lady lay down on the bed and felt incredibly comfortable.

There was a restroom on the first floor. Qin Xiaoyu helped his wife there and showed her how. Rubber sheets had been laid on the floor to prevent slipping, so his wife could walk steadily on them.

During lunch, they argued about seating arrangements. Commander Zhou meant that his wife, as an elder, should sit in the proper seat. His wife simply said that she shouldn't overstep her bounds.

Placing the wife and the others together at a long table would be disrespectful, while placing them at the other end of the table would create a sense of distance.

Just then, Deng Jianyan came in with two children.

Zhou Xingma was meticulous and worried that the commotion last night might have startled his wife, so she called Deng Jianyan over to take her pulse and prepare some herbal medicine.

Zhou Yue immediately told them to bring the child over for dinner. Deng Jianyan, a grown man, wasn't much of a cook; Xiao Jin usually did the cooking. The child was quite young, which made people feel sorry for him.

"This is a perfect spot. I think the three of you should come and eat here from now on." Zhou Xing's mother felt quite pleased to see the table full of people.

“I agree, it’s fine if you move in. There are plenty of empty rooms upstairs, it’ll be more lively with more people, and my parents will be happy.” Zhou Yue said, picking up a piece of meat for Lisheng.

"Don't eat this, it's too cold." Deng Jianyan reached out and snatched the cold noodles that Zhou Yue had put on his plate.

"If you won't let me eat anything, I might as well starve to death!" Zhou Yue said defiantly. She's been taking Chinese medicine recently, and there are too many dietary restrictions, which she's already complaining about.

"There's still food to eat, eat, eat." Deng Jianyan was afraid that she would throw a tantrum and really refuse to take the medicine, so he quickly picked up a piece of yam and handed it to her.

Qin Xiaoyu saw this and exchanged a knowing look with Zhou Xing's mother.

"Xiao Deng, are you going out to study for a while?" Commander Zhou remembered something important.

"Yes, I'm leaving next week. I'll really have to entrust the child to you then," Deng said with an apologetic smile.

“Studying is a good thing; you’ll get promoted when you come back.” Zhou Yue seemed to know quite a lot.