Reborn as a Tough Army Wife

Zhou Yunmei dared not make a move anymore, she glared at Luo Honglan and then yelled at Fang Pingying, "You treat her so well, you might as well take care of her in the future."

Fang Pingying gave a smile and said lightly, "Otherwise, do you think she's currently being supported by you? I heard that the monthly living expenses are all given by our Zhiyong."

"You..." Zhou Yunmei was utterly left without a comeback.

Fang Pingying gave her a contemptuous look, too lazy to bother with her, and called out to Hong Lan directly, "Let's go, Hong Lan, come to the kitchen with me to make lunch."

Hong Lan was timid, wanting to follow Fang Pingying in her heart, but seeing Zhou Yunmei staring at her furiously, she didn't dare take a step for a long while.

In the end, it was Luo Dashan who gestured to her, "Hong Lan, go with your sister-in-law."

After Fang Pingying and Luo Honglan entered the kitchen, Luo Dashan pulled Zhou Yunmei inside the house and quietly tried to persuade her, "Yunmei, I think you need to change your temper, if you keep this up, I'm afraid that if Zhiyong and his wife leave home, it will be hard for them to come back."

To be honest, Zhou Yunmei was scared deep down, but she stubbornly retorted, "If they don't come back, then don't come back. I don't need such unfilial children and in-laws. They don't even care about their parents, as soon as they marry, they hold onto the money tightly in their hands. What do I need them for?"

Luo Dashan, hearing Zhou Yunmei still talking like this after entering the house, became somewhat dissatisfied, and his face turned a bit ugly,

"Yunmei, you are speaking against your conscience with those words. These years, our household has been doing so well, which bit of it isn't Zhiyong's contribution? Look at our village, there are quite a few young people who are soldiers, how many of them send all their wages back home like Zhiyong does?"

Seeing even the always compliant Luo Dashan change his expression, Zhou Yunmei felt a bit guilty, stammering, "I wasn't saying he was bad before, I'm talking about now; hasn't it all changed after getting married?"

Luo Dashan sighed and advised her, "Once a son gets married, he is an adult. He has his own home now, he can't just do everything as you command like before."

"Besides, the way Zhiyong and his wife have arranged things, they're still being quite generous to the family. Sending back over ten yuan a month, if we spend it thriftily, we can even save some. Moreover, we don't need to worry about the dowries for Cuilan and Hong Lan, and we have extra money during the holidays. We don't spend that much."

Luo Cuilan had also followed into the room with Luo Dashan, and she joined in to reproach Zhou Yunmei, "Mom, there are some things you shouldn't say, why say things that stab directly at elder brother's heart? Claiming that the couple have ulterior motives, if I heard that, I'd be upset with you too, and who knows, they might not give you a single penny anymore."

"I..." Zhou Yunmei, hearing Cuilan say this, felt even more guilty, "Wasn't I just speaking nonsense in a moment of anger?"

Luo Cuilan glanced at Zhou Yunmei, "You say that as if it's okay, but it affects us too. Now that elder brother is giving less money, where will our monthly pocket money come from?"

Mentioning money, Zhou Yunmei became exceedingly irritated and was not in the mood to talk with Luo Cuilan anymore, and yelled annoyed, "If you want pocket money, earn it yourself, or else just don't spend it. Don't think about taking advantage of me anymore."

Luo Cuilan didn't say much else, nodding at her, she pouted and said, "Alright, from now on if you don't give Zhiming money, I won't ask for it either."

Over there, Fang Pingying took Hong Lan to the kitchen. Fang Pingying tenderly brushed back Hong Lan's hair and asked, "Where did Mom hit you just now? Did you get a bump on your head?"

Luo Honglan felt the spot where Zhou Yunmei had struck her and forced a smile, "It's nothing, I'm used to it. When I was younger, Mom even hit me with fire tongs."

"Don't move, let me check." Upon feeling it, indeed there was a bump on Luo Honglan's head. Fang Pingying looked around, took a kitchen knife from the cutting board, and gently pressed it on the bump, "This will help the swelling go down faster."

After that, Fang Pingying sat Luo Honglan down by the fire pit and started cooking, "Silly child, don't be so honest in the future. See, your mom doesn't dare to hit your sister."

Luo Honglan felt that even if she were to live another lifetime, she couldn't learn half of Luo Cuilan's fierceness. She resignedly said, "Ah, let her be. She won't be able to hit me for many more years. Once I get married, she won't be able to hit me even if she wants to."

"You're only sixteen, it'll be a good few years before you get married." Recalling Luo Honglan's marriage in her previous life, Fang Pingying shook her head and voiced, "Besides, don't just think that marrying into a husband's family will be fine. If the mother-in-law and husband are decent then it's good, but if you encounter a bad man, life won't be easy for you."

In her previous life, Luo Honglan married into a Li family, where the in-laws were decent, but the husband was horrible.

In the first few years, he was good to Luo Honglan, but after seeing that Luo Honglan gave birth to two daughters and then had a tubal ligation, he began to fool around behind her back, telling women he'd pay them to bear his children.

Consequently, not only did he squander all the savings at home, but he also ended up bringing another woman home for Luo Honglan to look after.

Fang Pingying shook her head, unwilling to dwell on it any longer. She hoped that Luo Honglan's fate could change in this life due to her rebirth and she would do her best to help, but for now, it was still early as there were several years before she would get married.

"We'll talk about that later." Luo Honglan, not catching the concern in Fang Pingying's words, focused her mind on preparing the midday meal, "The fire's ready, sister-in-law. Start cooking, what are we having for lunch?"

"Let me check." Fang Pingying saw bitter gourd, green beans, and a few potatoes on the kitchen board and smiled, "We'll use what we have today. For lunch, let's have stir-fried bitter gourd with eggs, sautéed green beans, and stewed potatoes."

Speaking of stir-fried bitter gourd with eggs, Fang Pingying only used two eggs, as eggs were quite precious at the time. If it weren't for the fact that the Luo family was accustomed to eating well on a regular basis, she wouldn't even be willing to use the eggs.

After beating the eggs, she sliced the two bitter gourds on the board and soaked them in salted water.

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She broke the green beans into long pieces by hand and sautéed them straight in the pot with oil.

For the stewed potatoes, Fang Pingying used the leftover oil from yesterday's lard rendering, stewing it in with the potatoes. After cooking, the potatoes had a faint meaty flavor, and the smell was almost as good as having meat.

When it was time to serve the meal, Luo Honglan called everyone to come and eat. Seeing only vegetarian dishes on the table, Zhou Yunmei's face darkened. She was about to speak up, but it happened that Fang Xiu and Luo Zhiming had just come back from outside, diverting what she was about to say.

The two of them, just as they said in the morning, had spent the whole morning causing a ruckus on the back hill, their bodies and heads covered with rice straw. Zhou Yunmei looked at them and complained, "Gone first thing in the morning, not even knowing what you were up to."