My Happy Daily Life After Being Reborn-Chapter 59 - 37 Unwelcome Guest

59: Chapter 37: Unwelcome Guest

59 -37: Unwelcome Guest

Lin Xiaoguai’s brows were tightly knitted, her heart filled with an unprecedented irritability.

Already uncomfortable with only her eyes exposed beneath the quilt, the surrounding spectators only intensified her discomfort.

Moreover, people like Jiang Dimei were precisely the kind that she despised the most: those who would stir up trouble and create chaos.

Even though she came from a rural background, throughout both of her lives, she had never learned the skill of making a scene.

But people like Jiang Dimei and Wang Zhaodi were simply not the type you could reason with.

She did see that Tie Zhu was just brandishing the iron pipe to intimidate them, aiming to extort money from grandma and grandpa.

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Not to mention, the whole affair was quite sickening.

Did they dare to bully so brazenly because they were certain that her family lacked any men who could stand up to them?

At this moment, Lin Xiaoguai had to admit that Shen Chi’s presence could sometimes be very important.

“Shut up, all of you!”

Jiang Dimei and Tie Zhu were still smug, but from outside the crowd came a furious shout.

People looked up to see two men, one old and one young with similar features, approaching with grim expressions.

“Uncle Shen, I’ve let you down this time.

Please go inside; I’ll take them away right now,” the older man said, bowing his head in shame.

Shen Zhangming sighed and patted him on the shoulder: “Don’t take it to heart.” He had known Zhang Quan for over a decade and was well aware that today’s events had nothing to do with him.

“Old man, what are you talking about?

Our Zhiqiang is still in the hospital waiting for medical fees!” Jiang Dimei protested upon hearing this.

Zhang Quan’s face turned red, and amidst the onlookers’ eager eyes, he felt extremely humiliated.

“Mom, stop talking!” Zhang Zhigao said, frowning.

Jiang Dimei wanted to continue, but meeting her eldest son’s cold gaze, she recoiled slightly, stammering, “Zhi Gao, your brother has really suffered this time…”

“Serves him right!” Zhang Zhigao didn’t even furrow his brow.

“You always say my grandma spoiled me.

The son you taught, Zhiqiang, did great, bringing shame to our Zhang family name with his thieving and mischief!”

It was evident that the relationship between mother and son was very cold; Zhang Zhigao was unsparingly blunt.

Jiang Dimei’s face alternated between red and white, and Tie Zhu, no longer arrogant, shrank his shoulders, not daring to say a word.

After the Zhang family left, Lin Xiaoguai and the others finally entered the house.

She touched Little Niangao’s face, relieved that the wind hadn’t hurt him.

At that moment, as if sensing something, Little Niangao slowly opened his eyes.

Lin Xiaoguai smiled gently, touched his nose affectionately, and said, “Did mommy’s Little Niangao wake up?”

Little Niangao’s features were now fully formed; his skin had become fair and tender, and he was adorably plump and chubby, irresistibly endearing.

Lin Xiaoguai especially loved her son’s eyes, a clear, deep gray that was unusual.

Since she had never looked closely at Shen Chi’s eyes, she wasn’t sure if this color resembled Shen Chi’s or was a mutation since such a deep gray was hard to distinguish from black without careful inspection.

Little Niangao reached out his tiny fist to touch Lin Xiaoguai’s hand, as if to greet her, making her gaze even softer.

“Is Mommy’s little treasure sleeping well?”

Shen Xiu often said that Lin Xiaoguai looked at her son with a tenderness that was utterly boundless, as if gazing at her only treasure.

Even she found it unbearable to watch.

“What in the world happened with the Zhang family?” Lin Xiaoguai gave her son a cloth rabbit to clutch in his hand and play with, asking the question.

“It’s grandpa again, not weighing his words.

It was fine to buy the ginseng, but he blabbed about it.

Zhang Quan mentioned it in passing, and that lazy Zhang Zhiqiang happened to overhear it and took it to heart,” said Shen Xiu as she folded the clothes she had brought back, indignantly adding, “Jiang Dimei caused a scene a few days ago too, but was dragged away by Uncle Zhang Quan.

Today, when Uncle Zhang Quan was called away by his factory boss and not at home, Jiang Dimei got bold again.

If Brother Dajun and Brother Zhi Gao hadn’t gone to fetch Zhang Quan and Zhi Gao, who knows when we would have been able to return home.”

“Is grandpa’s leg okay?” Lin Xiaoguai asked with some concern.

“It’s fine, he’s being careful.

Not healing properly would mean more expenses; of course, he’ll be attentive,” Shen Xiu replied with a playful teasing.

Lin Xiaoguai couldn’t help but laugh, “You silly girl!”

While they were speaking, Little Niangao suddenly started crying.

Lin Xiaoguai smiled wryly, “He probably wet himself again.” She wasn’t sure whom the little guy took after.

Although she was a bit of a neat freak, her upbringing had only ingrained a mild case.

However, this little one would cry the moment he wet himself – a dozen diapers a day weren’t enough.

In the winter, clothes hung out to dry one day might not even be dry by the next.