Chapter 262: Rebirth in the 1990s: Overbearing Flower Chapter 263: Is She Sick!

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Protagonist:

Chai Mi

Chai Min definitely didn't know her own mother thought she was a lunatic...

She just found it a bit unbelievable.

However, seeing Chai Min was physically fine, Song Qiuping went to cook.

After Chai You Fu came out of the house, his mood was also irritable and restless.

He was strolling down the street.

As a result, he heard the "cat meowing like a lamb" sound that the villagers all heard; when neighbors asked, Chai You Fu deflected by saying his family kept a cat...

Although everyone in the village knew Chai You Fu couldn't afford to keep a cat...

However, after all, this kind of thing couldn't be said outright.

After the crowd dispersed, Chai You Fu prepared to go home. As a result, he saw his father-in-law Da Lao Song rushing to his own house in a hurry.

Seeing his father-in-law arrive, Chai You Fu's mouth twitched: It wouldn't be that he came to beat me again, right...

Last month, after Song Qiuping beat Wang Huirong, Chai You Fu was furious, then pretended to beat Song Qiuping a few times.

As a result, Old Song's family came with a group of people and gave him a good beating.

At that time, Chai You Fu was beaten so badly he almost pissed himself...

It was miserable.

"Hehehehe, Dad, why do you have time to come?" Chai You Fu asked with a trembling fake smile.

"I fucking have time! Busy as hell, and it's not because of your family's little broken business." Da Lao Song said while cursing.

Then he walked straight toward Chai You Fu's house.

Chai You Fu could only smile awkwardly and follow.

After entering the house, Da Lao Song frowned, and saw Chai Min crying pitifully like a stray cat...

"Ai yo, Chai Min, why are you back? On holiday?"

"I..." Chai Min quickly wiped her tears, her voice a little hoarse as she said: "Yes, on holiday."

"Today is the summer solstice... what holiday is it?"

"Oh, anyway the school is on holiday, what I say doesn't count." Chai Min said perfunctorily.

Da Lao Song stopped asking, instead shot a glare at Chai You Fu, then snorted coldly.

Chai You Fu didn't know what his father-in-law came for.

He could only offer a pack of cigarettes, then enthusiastically lit one for Da Lao Song: "Dad... hehe... hehe..."

Da Lao Song rolled his eyes at Chai You Fu, ignored him, and turned to ask Song Qiuping who was cooking: "When you built your house, I remember your father-in-law said he'd give you money to build it?"

"That's what was said." Song Qiuping said coldly: "Back then they said they gave us six or seven thousand, but over these years bit by bit, our family's Worthless Wretch has paid some back. There's still over two thousand left. Today it's his dead father being sick, tomorrow it's his dead mother needing eye treatment, they've apportioned this money no less."

"The rest, I'll make clear this trip. From now on, I won't associate with Chai Zhongxiao anymore. If your money isn't enough, I'll pay this money." Da Lao Song said with a very firm attitude: "I raise my daughter, I can't let people look down on her, but I also can't let people bully her. Chai You Fu, I'll make this clear to you, this over two thousand yuan, I can afford it. But, I have to make things clear."

Da Lao Song wasn't a hemming-and-hawing person; he got straight to the point: "Parents-in-law giving money for their son and daughter-in-law to build a house, spending some money, is only natural. Over these years, our village is so big, I've lived sixty-plus years, and it's the first time I've heard of money added to build a house twenty years ago, and twenty years later demanding it back. And, the method your mother used to ask for money, I find very offensive."

Da Lao Song was actually extremely offended by Wang Huirong running to commit suicide by hanging.

Having such in-laws, Da Lao Song wanted to die.

"Conversely, the old get old and incapable, then need children to serve them, need children to spend money to support their old age, that's also only natural. But, Chai Zhongxiao isn't that old, Wang Huirong isn't that old either, they haven't reached the day they can't move, haven't reached the time they can't afford food, and even less reached this situation because they helped their children. Chai Zhongxiao's hardship is definitely not because of Chai Mi's family, and has little to do with your family. So, this old man is muddle-headed."

Da Lao Song said while taking a drag of a cigarette and a sip of tea: "If Chai Zhongxiao lacks money or has difficulties, borrowing from me, I can't save face but I'll lend him some. But, he made Wang Huirong run to our house's door under that Big Willow Tree to commit suicide by hanging, my face is completely lost. I won't say anything else; this relative, I've dealt with enough. From now on, I'll sever ties with Chai Zhongxiao completely, his family's affairs, I ignore them all. Speaking of which, you two these years, it's not bad. Not bad at all; Chai You Fu, although you don't earn much, you're quite dutiful, no this or that, can't find too much fault. On this point, this father-in-law of mine is quite relieved; this time helping you repay money, counts as me giving you a hand."

Chai Min isn't young anymore, and goes to school, she needs money in many places; you should also work hard.

After Da Lao Song finished speaking, he took another hard drag of a cigarette: "What needs to be said is said; you don't need to worry about this matter. Tomorrow morning, I'll go deliver that over two thousand yuan to Chai Zhongxiao."

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As evening approached, Chai Mi was picking some vegetables in her home's vegetable garden, planning to casually eat something at night.

Looking up, she saw Song Qiushui looking at her with an expression of "I'm here to mooch a meal again."

"Qiu Shui, didn't we agree I'd arrange for you to eat at noon tomorrow? Why did you come again tonight?"

"Ai yo, sister, let me tell you: I just did a finger-calculation, I have the fate to eat dumplings today, but you also know my mom is busy as hell, definitely won't make dumplings for me. So, I came to find you." Song Qiushui said shamelessly.

Chai Mi rolled her eyes at her: "Your calculation is accurate enough, did you calculate what filling the dumplings are?"

"Forget it." Song Qiushui closed her eyes, took off her sunglasses, then began gesturing with an orchid finger: "Pork and cilantro."

"Damn me." Chai Mi looked at Song Qiushui with contempt, then looked at the cilantro in her hand: "Sister, your calculation is really fucking accurate. I was planning to mix this cilantro with chili peppers to eat. Why didn't you say mutton and cilantro?"

"Hehehe, that's because you're unwilling to kill a sheep..."

"Killing one is fine."

"Don't, that would be too embarrassing..."

Chai Mi: Didn't see any embarrassment at all... this girl really wants to eat mutton...

"Alright, go into the house. I'll go make dumplings for you; I can let others go hungry, but I can't let you go hungry."

Chai Mi said to Song Qiushui, then entered the house.

Cutting meat, cutting vegetables, chopping filling.

Su Wan saw Song Qiushui had come, and saw Chai Mi chopping dumpling filling, so she knew they were eating dumplings tonight; she immediately found two heads of garlic for Song Qiushui to peel, so at least she'd have something to do.

"Chai Mi, make more. Later I'll take some dumplings to my Aunt (Mother's Sister). Her condition hasn't been good lately; I don't have much to do here, I'll go visit her."

"Want to call your Aunt (Mother's Sister) over to eat together?" Song Qiushui suggested.

"Forget it, she just ate at my house half a day ago." Chai Mi shook her head: "My Aunt (Mother's Sister) lately... menopause."

Chai Mi was very worried about Aunt's current mental state; with Su Jin's condition, she estimated that in a few years, the person would go mad.

But there was no way.

She was even more secretive about her illness and averse to treatment than in her previous life.

This was just fucking hard to handle.

"My mom too..." Song Qiushui interjected.

Chai Mi rolled her eyes at Song Qiushui; Meng Clan was already sixty, how could she possibly be menopausal?

Of course, having raised Song Qiushui, such a spiritual little sister who did nothing all day and just ate and waited to die, the possibility of being driven to menopause by her also existed.

"Chai Mi, why aren't you speaking?" Song Qiushui looked at the silent Chai Mi with puzzlement, asking incredulously: "Could it be that you also agree with my view?"

"Cut it out, I feel your father couldn't possibly be menopausal. The menopausal one is me..." Chai Mi said with helpless self-mockery: "I'm the one who's menopausal, arranging for you to eat dumplings, and I still have to knead the dough, roll the wrappers, chop the filling, and wrap the dumplings myself, and in a bit I'll still have to boil the dumplings myself, sister, do I need to feed you a few too?"

"No need. Besides, I'm peeling garlic. It's not like I haven't done any work..." Song Qiushui still argued on principle.

"Xiu'er, come roll dumpling wrappers." Chai Mi called Chai Xiu to work.

Chai Xiu came out of the room with a dazed look, then looked at Chai Mi blankly: "Sister, I only know how to eat too."

"Then you and Song Qiushui, one of you needs to come out and help my mom coax the child, so my mom can free up her hands to help wrap dumplings?" Chai Mi said helplessly: "If I have to wrap them myself, it'll take forever."

Song Qiushui: "I'm peeling garlic."

Chai Xiu looked left, looked right, and finally went innocently to coax the child.

Chai Xiu felt extremely wronged: I'm only seven, I'm a child too... who the fuck will coax me! Why does every chore find me...

After Chai Xiu went to coax the child, the atmosphere at the scene instantly became happy.

Song Qiushui leisurely peeled garlic, at a speed comparable to a snail.

Chai Xiu coaxed the child while boiling water...

Chai Mi rolled wrappers, Su Wan wrapped dumplings.

"Before we only ate dumplings once a year at New Year, recently we've been eating dumplings often. This shows our days are getting better and better." Song Qiushui said quite happily.

Chai Mi: I couldn't refute this, could only let Song Qiushui say it.

"Days getting better shows the village leader is good. Village leader good shows my dad is a good Accountant. He led the villagers to get rich and achieve a well-off society..."

Pfft.

Chai Mi finally couldn't hold back a laugh: "That's wrong of you. Your dad led all villagers to get rich and achieve a well-off society, how did Chai Zhongxiao get left behind? That old man owes forty thousand plus yuan, what to do? Your dad help pay it back?"

"Can't manage it." Song Qiushui shook her head like a rattle drum: "Credit is my dad's, mistakes are all Liu Zhanggui's."

Several people laughed uncontrollably.

"Chai Mi, a while ago I sent my dad to watch my Second Uncle, he went to Cousin Sister's house. But he didn't stay long before coming back. The problem is, my dad discovered Chai Min came back." Song Qiushui said mysteriously: "You say, this sickly one not properly studying, why come home again? Is she dropping out to learn driving from Lianyun? Or did she get a boyfriend at school, got caught by the teacher, and got suspended?"

Chai Mi also didn't know why Chai Min came back.

But Chai Mi was very clear, this Chai Min could not possibly be finding a boyfriend at school.

Chai Min belonged to the type with high standards and low ability; in her eyes, how could those poor students be worthy of her Chai Min?

Chai Min definitely wanted to find one who's handsome, rich, healthy, parents both dead, no siblings, has car and house, preferably also in his prime... a domineering CEO.

However, I'm afraid...

I'm afraid even a CEO's money wouldn't be enough for Chai Min's medical treatment. With Chai Min's sickly constitution, all the CEOs in the country taking turns treating her would easily go bankrupt collectively...

"You're meddling a bit too much. Besides, stop deliberately making things difficult for my cousin, can't Chai Min just be coming home sick?"

"Give it a rest. Sick should go to the hospital, come home to wait for death?" Song Qiushui said with a curled lip: "With our village's medical conditions, I feel it's scorching. Xiao Chen is a doctor himself, he can't even cure his own lame leg."

Xiao Chen, real name Chen Shuyi, was Sanjiacun's barefoot doctor, had polio, one leg crippled.

"Anyway I don't know. Who knows what the sickly one wants to do, that person..." Chai Mi said slowly: "Mentally not too good, somewhat sick to some degree, and recently getting heavier. She seems abnormally interested in family matters, not to mention also very interested in earning money."

"It is a bit strange." Su Wan also said: "I feel Chai Min seems a bit... not doing her proper job."

"Xiu'er, your brain works well. You say, does Chai Min have some problem." Chai Mi asked.

"Ah..." a dazed face, Chai Xiu who was boiling water and coaxing the child blankly raised her head: "Chai Min? How would I know what problem she has. But Cousin Sister that person... seems like... an exquisite egoist. Yes, should be this term. Crazily exquisite, egoist. Her proper job is studying, if she doesn't study well, researching chaos all day, does she not think, Second Uncle and Second Aunt spend so much money supporting her education for what?"

Several people nodded simultaneously.

Chai Xiu truly lives up to reading many books, a supremely smart girl who doesn't recognize a single big character.

Hit the nail on the head.

Soon, dumplings were wrapped and put in the pot.

Song Qiushui also finally finished peeling the garlic, mashed it.

She leisurely leaned against the Kang head, stretching her legs crossed and said: "Nothing more delicious than dumplings... life's proudest moment is nothing more than eating dumplings, drinking wine, looking at four dishes, worrying alone. Missing four dishes ah... Chai Mi, you say in this life of mine, can I eat four dishes?"

Chai Mi: Er...

"Mix a tofu, fry an egg, fry peanuts, I'll fry you leek fried egg too?"

"Although slightly shabby, I'm not a picky eater either." Song Qiushui said with a deliberately profound air: "Fried egg and leek fried egg overlap, I saw there were quite a few mushrooms earlier, why don't you make a Chinese cabbage stewed mushroom?"

Chai Mi helplessly nodded.

Eating dumplings still requires stir-frying dishes, this Song Qiushui is almost beyond saving.

No wonder Meng Clan even pretended to go peel apricot kernels to ignore Song Qiushui, really Song Qiushui this person, can't afford to humor.

Humoring Song Qiushui, too wasteful of the cook.