Chapter 745: Chapter 494 Little White Flower_2
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"Um, that’s the right idea," Lin Baohe thought for a moment and said, "After the Little New Year, let’s go back to our hometown and bring some New Year goodies to Mom and Dad."
Of course, the Mom and Dad he referred to were Zhao Yulan’s parents.
Zhao Yulan’s eyes and eyebrows immediately smiled: "You’re so considerate to remember this, my parents really didn’t spoil you for nothing." She said, taking out a handkerchief bundle from the bedside box, and unfolded it layer by layer to reveal all brand-new money and food and cloth coupons.
This was all earned by the couple through pasting paper boxes and sewing cloth dolls. Although they lived here, they refused to rely solely on the Zhou family. Just like in the countryside, they got up early and went to bed late, staying busy all day.
At first, Old Madam Zhou and Lin Yanqiu still advised them to rest more, but later, they would come over to help when they had nothing to do, saying it was boring and suffocating to be idle at home, and it was better to come over and chat.
Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe naturally felt embarrassed about it, but it was Elder Wan who persuaded them not to take it to heart too much. This way of connecting feelings was stronger than any other.
As it turned out, just as Elder Wan had said, through this method, everyone got along more and more comfortably, and it was no longer like at the beginning, where it seemed harmonious, but there was actually a layer of gauze separating them.
After calculating the money on hand, they set aside a portion for New Year’s expenses and expenses for the first half of the following month, planning to spend the rest entirely on New Year’s goods. In addition to preparing some for Zhao’s house, they also planned to prepare some for Luo Gangshun’s family and Lin Baojuan’s family.
Dajiang was now a new recruit and couldn’t help much at home. It seemed that Lin Baojuan’s family wasn’t living very well either. Although the blood relationship was gone, that real closeness couldn’t change.
As Little New Year arrived, no matter where, the atmosphere of the New Year was there. The most direct impact was that everyone seemed to be in a better mood all of a sudden, even colleagues who usually didn’t get along greeted each other with joy when they met.
Chuxia arrived at the office and slumped over her desk listlessly.
"What’s the matter?" Wang Jing, who had arrived before her, looked at her curiously and asked, "Who upset you so early in the morning, you look so wilted."
"Everyone is too enthusiastic, I have to be enthusiastic too, my face has gone stiff from smiling." Chuxia said while rubbing her cheeks hard, "I’m the younger generation, I have to greet everyone I meet, oh God, if it were New Year’s every day, I might as well just die."
"Ptui! Ptui! Ptui!" Wang Jing spat several times and slapped Chuxia on the back, "Now that Little New Year has come, don’t you dare say such inauspicious things. Stand up and spit on the floor a few times."
"No!"
"Come on, are you going to spit or not?"
"No!"
"Lin Chuxia!"
"Fine, I’ll spit, I’ll spit, happy now?" Chuxia had no choice but to stand up and mimic Wang Jing, spitting on the floor three times.
"Crazy!" Ye Meiru passed by the door and saw this scene, letting out a sneer with a twist of her mouth. She deliberately raised her voice, clearly for Chuxia and Wang Jing to hear.
"You’re the crazy one!" Chuxia rolled her eyes at the empty space outside the door. Since last month, Ye Meiru had become an apprentice under Director Huang in Room 401, and she and Zhenzhen became sworn enemies.
Director Huang, because of Wang Lei’s marriage to Zhou Shanping, was spiteful by association and hated her too. Now that Ye Meiru had become his apprentice, it was a case of ’when the weasel greets the chicken, no good comes of it.’
Relying on the fact that she was pregnant, Ye Meiru never concealed her disdain for Chuxia in front of her. Of course, Chuxia never hid her dislike for Ye Meiru either. The difference was, she had to restrain herself a bit. If something happened to the lump of flesh in Ye Meiru’s belly, and she got blamed for it, that would be utterly revolting.
So every time Ye Meiru had sharp, acid remarks, Chuxia pretended not to hear. If she really got angry, she would console herself thinking the pregnant widow with hormonal imbalance wasn’t worth squabbling with.
"That’s right, she really is crazy. A man’s gone yet she still insists on having the child, with such a big belly she still insists on apprenticing, the teacher doesn’t like her, yet she insists on waddling into the classroom to retch her guts out. If that’s not water on the brain, what is?"
Influenced by Chuxia, Wang Jing’s speech had gradually taken on Chuxia’s style, even saying something like water on the brain so smoothly.
"Sis, spot on." Chuxia gave a thumbs up to Wang Jing, then stood up to fetch water. As luck would have it, Ye Meiru was also carrying a thermos to fetch water.
"You help me." Ye Meiru set her thermos down in front of Chuxia’s feet, "I can’t bend down conveniently, you help me fill it and carry it over for me."
Is she sick in the head? Chuxia rolled her eyes at her, filled her own thermos with water, and walked away without a word.
"Lin Chuxia! How can you be so heartless?" Ye Meiru said, sticking out her foot at Chuxia, not expecting that Chuxia would suddenly do that. Chuxia hastily stopped her footsteps, breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Are you crazy?" Chuxia’s face turned red with anger, "If you don’t want the child in your belly anymore, then go abort it. Do you have to be so malicious?
What have I ever done to you that makes you cling to me like a debt collector? If you had any shame, you’d stay away from me!
And another thing, the reason I put up with you is not out of fear, but out of consideration for the child in your belly, and a reluctance to stoop to your level! A person’s patience has its limits, and if you aggravate me again, you’ll have to bear the consequences yourself!"
"Is it really necessary to get so worked up about helping me get some water?" Ye Meiru looked at her innocently, "Is it that hard to help a pregnant woman?"
"It’s not hard to help a pregnant woman, but it depends on what kind of pregnant woman. Doesn’t Director Huang have anyone else under him that he has to send a pregnant woman to fetch water?" Chuxia snorted coldly and walked away.
"She just wanted to do some work for the teacher..." Ye Meiru sniffled, picked up the thermos, and stepped forward to get some water.
She naturally looked frail and vulnerable, and now, playing such a role, the doctors and nurses enjoying the spectacle immediately gave her their sympathy. Those with an overflowing sense of justice even stepped up to comfort her, helping her with the water and escorting her back to the office...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you’re welcome to support me with recommendation tickets and monthly tickets on . Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit to read.)
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