Transmigrated as the Delicate Beauty in the 1970s

Miss Cheng Yaoyao transmigrated into a period novel, becoming a female villain who shares her name.

Cheng Yaoyao thought: It doesn’t matter! As long as I’m beautiful, I’ll always be at the to...

Chapter 117 Thinking of Xie Zhao

Wei Shuying looked at Cheng Zheng in disbelief: "How could you...how could you do this to my family!"

Qian Feng also shouted: "You forgot, every time we have fresh vegetables, we remember to send them to your house. My parents miss you every day and remember your kindness. They say that the son-in-law in this city is a cultured man, well-educated and well-mannered. But you want to break off the engagement with us just for a little girl?"

When Cheng Zheng heard them mention Wei's parents, he hesitated at first, but when the word "girl" came out, he said coldly: "Yaoyao is my most beloved daughter!"

Cheng Yaoyao also popped his head out from behind Cheng Zheng and said, "What vegetables are so valuable? Look at the coat and shoes your son is wearing. They are all my father's. That pair of shoes is enough to buy several carts of vegetables. How many vegetables of yours has my family eaten?"

This sentence reminded Cheng Zheng. He knew that Wei Shuying had given his coat and shoes to her family under various excuses, but he had never taken it seriously before. Now he looked closely and saw that the coat Wei Tao was wearing was the one issued by his unit in the fall. It was brand new and more respectable than his own.

After hearing this, Qian Feng pulled his son back anxiously, as if he was afraid that Cheng Zheng would ask him to take off his clothes. He shouted, "What's the point of a piece of clothing? You have so many nice clothes lying around, but they are just sitting there for nothing. Can't you give one to your nephew?"

Cheng Yaoyao said coldly: "Our money is just sitting there for nothing, how about we give it to you guys?"

"That's great..." Qian Feng answered without thinking, then suddenly came to his senses and glared at Cheng Yaoyao: "I'm talking to your dad, what does it have to do with you!"

Cheng Yaoyao flattened his lips: "Dad..."

Cheng Zheng held Cheng Yaoyao behind him and said angrily, "This is my daughter's home. She can do whatever she wants! It's not your turn to discipline her! Get out of here right now!"

Qian Feng acted like a spoiled brat, put his hands on his hips, and said to Wei Shuying who was standing there in shock: "Are you a dead man? Are you going to watch them bully your family like this?"

Wei Shuying's face turned pale, and she looked at Cheng Zheng's dark face staggeringly.

Although Cheng Zheng was cold to her these years, he was always polite to her family. Especially after Cheng Nonuo became smart and beautiful, he became much nicer to her. To the point that Wei Shuying forgot Cheng Zheng's attitude towards her when she was pregnant.

She got pregnant with Cheng Nuonuo by trickery, hoping to use this pregnancy to divert Cheng Zheng's attention away from Cheng Yaoyao. Cheng Zheng's first reaction was to ask her to have an abortion, but she refused to do so, and her family members came to her house one after another to make trouble, telling Wei Shuying to be determined to give birth to this son.

I thought men all like children, but Cheng Zheng took Cheng Yaoyuan away for several years. Wei Shuying was so scared that she kept to her duty and never dared to have any evil thoughts.

Seeing Cheng Zheng's expression like this again today, she felt so frightened that she didn't dare to say a word.

Qian Feng stood at the door with her hands on her hips and yelled for a long time, but Wei Shuying ignored her. Cheng Yaoyao was about to start a quarrel with her, but was suppressed by Cheng Zheng: "Yaoyao, stop making noise."

Many neighbors in the corridor opened their doors and peeked in to see the excitement. Cheng Yaoyao, a girl, quarreled with a woman, which was bad for her reputation. Cheng Zheng was not good at quarreling with women, and his face turned blue at Qian Feng's rogue behavior: "Get out of here!"

Seeing that Wei Shuying didn't help him, Qian Feng felt very annoyed: "Okay, okay, you are from the city and look down on us poor relatives. Let's let you neighbors take a look. You are educated people. You think you can look down on your country relatives just because you have some money. You want to cut off the relationship with your in-laws!"

Cheng Yaoyao couldn't help himself and squeezed out, "It's not terrible to be poor, but it's terrible to be poor and have low aspirations and eat easy food!"

Qian Feng jumped up and said, "You...what did you say? Who is eating your bread and butter? Tell me!"

"You." Cheng Yaoyao's peach blossom eyes flickered, and he glanced at her as if he was looking at dirty things: "When I was selling waste today, I found a lot of ornaments and good clothes in the waste box. I don't know who hid them in there..."

Cheng Yaoyao's words exposed the truth, Qian Feng's face immediately turned red, and Wei Shuying's face also changed greatly. The neighbors all started to talk about it.

Only Cheng Zheng didn't understand what was going on. He pulled Cheng Yaoyao and said, "Yaoyao, don't get involved in these things as a child. Go back to your room."

"I don't!" Cheng Yaoyao stared at Qian Feng and smiled contemptuously: "Didn't you want me to say it? I continued to say it——"

"Okay, okay, okay!" Qian Feng said three "okay" words in a row, and said arrogantly: "We are poor relatives, and we can't climb up to your high branch! We dare not become relatives with your family in the future, and we will give you a daughter for nothing!"

When Wei Shuying heard this, her lips trembled and she turned away crying.

Qian Feng took her son and turned to leave. She could hear the neighbors muttering behind her, "You sold your daughter a long time ago. You really don't know what's going on." Qian Feng was so angry that she sprained her ankle and walked away angrily amid the laughter of the crowd.

Cheng Zheng was not in a good situation either. After finally getting the neighbors to leave, the Lin family's mother next door called him mysteriously, "Teacher Cheng, there's something you don't know yet, right?"

Wei Shuying sat on the sofa. She calmed down now. She had taken good care of Cheng Zheng these days. People in Cheng Zheng's unit and neighbors had seen it. In addition, with the help of her daughter in the past few years, Cheng Zheng had been kind to her. She felt that Cheng Zheng would not chase her away for such a small matter.

Wei Shuying felt more at ease when she thought of her daughter who would be back tomorrow. When she heard Cheng Zheng push the door, she covered her face and sobbed. The best thing about Cheng Zheng was that he was soft-hearted. After marrying him for so many years, he never hit her or scolded her. Whenever she cried about something, Cheng Zheng would just let it go.

Wei Shuying felt a little sweet when she thought of this. She just started to sing when she heard Cheng Zheng yell angrily, "Shut up!"

"Uh..." Wei Shuying was stunned. Her skinny, dark yellow face and red, swollen eyes did not look at all like the tearful beauty she had imagined. Coupled with the tone of a country woman crying, it was unbearable to look at.

Cheng Zheng pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "Did you go and quarrel with the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who were selling scraps today?"

Cheng Zheng found out about the quarrel and the swearing. Wei Shuying felt ashamed for a moment. After all, her character had been ingrained over the years. She stiffened her neck and said, "They stole my things, and I asked them to return them. What's wrong with that?"

Cheng Zheng's face was so ugly that it was almost dripping with tears, and he said angrily: "The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are orphans and widowers. We can't help them, so why bother bullying them? We are all neighbors. If you act mischievously on the street, everyone will see you. How do we want others to see us?”

Wei Shuying turned over and got up, saying, "I have collected those cardboard jars for many years, and they took them all away. Not to mention that there are still..."

Wei Shuying suddenly stopped talking.

Cheng Yaoyao leaned against the door, holding a cup of coffee and watching the excitement. I don't know how Cheng Zheng has been able to deal with her all these years. This woman is not only ugly, but also vulgar. She is completely different from Cheng Zheng.

Cheng Yaoyao casually interrupted: "What else?"

Cheng Zheng walked to the door, pushed Cheng Yaoyao, who was fanning the flames, into the room, closed the door, and then turned to look at Wei Shuying: "Anything else?"

"And more, and more..." Wei Shuying choked and blushed, she was really swallowing her anger, "I collected all of those, I can sell them for at least several dozen bucks!"

Before Cheng Zheng could say anything, Cheng Yaoyao opened the door a crack, leaned against it and said, "It only sold for 18 yuan, and I spent all the money on coffee!"

After saying this, Cheng Yaoyao quickly closed the door.

The sound of arguments in the living room continued to come through the door, mixed with the faint sound of Wei Shuying crying. Cheng Yaoyao felt relieved but also a little bored, so she lay down on the bed. After a long train ride and a day of noise, she fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes.

In the evening, Cheng Zheng came to call her for dinner, but she stayed in the warm bed and refused to go out. After a while, Cheng Zheng opened the door, and the aroma of soup noodles wafted out.

In the clear soup, there were thin noodles, sprinkled with chopped celery and a few drops of sesame oil, and covered with a tender poached egg, the edges of which were fried to a golden brown. Cheng Zheng put the noodles on the table and patted the quilt: "Yaoyao, be good, your Aunt Wei specially cooked a bowl of soup noodles for you, which is light and warm."

Cheng Yaoyao stuck his head out and glanced at Cheng Zheng.

Cheng Zheng pushed his glasses and coughed to cover up his guilt. He said, "Yaoyao, your Aunt Wei is wrong in many ways, but tomorrow... tomorrow Nuonuo will be back. Nuonuo is your sister after all, let's have a good New Year, okay?"

Here it comes again. Cheng Yaoyao felt bored. As for Cheng Zheng, even if he preferred Cheng Yaoyao, he couldn't really break off the relationship with Wei Shuying and Cheng Nonuo.

What's more... Cheng Zheng really loves Cheng Nonuo. He even scolded the original owner for Cheng Nonuo a few years ago. Thinking of the grievances in the original owner's memory, Cheng Yaoyao felt a little empathy.

Cheng Yaoyao refused to eat the bowl of noodle soup. Cheng Zheng sighed and had to take the noodle soup away. Cheng Yaoyao was not risking her own body, but Wei Shuying hated her so much, who knew if she would spit in the noodles.

Cheng Yaoyao drank a few sips of boiled water and lay down. The quilt, which had just been exposed to the sun, was soft and fluffy, with a smell of sunshine, similar to the smell on Xie Zhao's body. She buried her face in the quilt and missed the quiet and peaceful little courtyard in Tianshui Village.

Grandma Xie was kind and compassionate, and Xie Fei was innocent and gentle. Xie Zhao occasionally bullied her, but he never let her suffer any injustice, and she didn't have to spend any effort to snatch his affection. Even the troublemaker Jianjian became lovable. At least if Jianjian was still around, he could smash all of Wei Shuying's ugly tea sets.

Cheng Yaoyao thought so, hugging the quilt aggrievedly. I don't know what Xie Zhao is doing. Last time she called, she said she was going back to Shanghai for the New Year, and I couldn't tell from Xie Zhao's tone whether she was angry or not.

I'll call Xie Zhao tomorrow morning, but I don't know if Xie Zhao can answer the phone... Oh, Cheng Nuonuo will also be back tomorrow, it makes me upset just thinking about it, it would be nice if I could just call her directly. Cheng Yaoyao thought about it and fell asleep again in a daze.

Cheng Zheng gently pushed open the door and saw his daughter curled up in bed, a very insecure position. He carefully put Cheng Yaoyao's hand into the quilt and placed a filled hot water bottle at her feet.

Looking at his daughter's angelic sleeping face and the lingering grievance between her brows, Cheng Zheng covered his forehead in pain.