Reborn on My Wedding Night: This Time, I Won't Fail My Soldier Husband
Cheng Meilan waved her hands in panic: "No, no, how can I take your money?"
Someone who could take out five hundred yuan at once without batting an eye was not just ordinarily wealthy.
Although Cheng Meilan had long known the Dong family was rich, she didn't know they were this rich!
Just casually giving her five hundred yuan was enough to scare someone to death.
When their family gave the betrothal gifts to the Dong family, Professor Dong and his wife hadn't wanted anything.
If she took Dong Shuyao's money now, what kind of person would that make her?
Dong Shuyao looked like she was about to cry: "I knew it, Mom doesn't treat me like family. I can't do housework, and I don't have a job. I just want to contribute a little bit of money to make myself feel better; is even that not allowed?"
Huang Yue'e had to go to work during the day; their factory made rigging, and they were busy all year round.
These two days, it was because there was a happy event in the family that she had asked for two days off to stay home.
Cheng Meilan had to watch the child, cook, and manage the housework all by herself, so it was inevitable that her care for Lu Zechuan would be negligent.
She clearly realized this herself and looked at Lu Yuzhou with some embarrassment.
"Since it's Yaoyao's heartfelt wish, Mom, you should accept it!"
Anyway, whatever his wife spent here, he would make up for it to her.
"That's right!"
Dong Shuyao also added: "Besides, this money was collected by Yuzhou for me today anyway."
"It's also not easy to hire a nanny."
Cheng Meilan thought of the nanny at the Dong family: "Jiang Xiaochun's mother used to be a nanny at your house. Look at her now; relying on the job your mother introduced to her husband, she's established a foothold in Beijing and doesn't even work as a nanny anymore. She walks with her nose in the air, treating herself like a superior person."
Now her daughter even wanted to snatch a man from the daughter of her former employer; if that's not the upper beam being crooked leading to the lower beam being crooked, what is it?
They were all ungrateful white-eyed wolves.
"Not everyone is like their family."
Dong Shuyao remembered that in her past life, a student from Beijing University had come from the mountains, and she had brought her mother out of the mountains with her.
That mother and daughter worked hard in Beijing, and in the end, the girl graduated as an outstanding student and was fought over by many factories.
She had seen an interview in a newspaper in Hong Kong, and the girl's confident and bright photo was printed on the paper.
Calculating the time, it was just after the start of the school year, and the mother and daughter were likely worrying about money for food.
"Tomorrow I'll go home and ask my mom to help me look for someone at the school."
With their own child attending university in Beijing, they surely wouldn't dare to act recklessly.
In this era, poor families who could afford to let their children attend such good universities were themselves very enlightened.
Only then did Cheng Meilan accept the five hundred yuan, her heart filled with mixed emotions: "You've been out all day and must be tired. Go back to your room and get some rest; Mom will call you when dinner is ready."
It would have been fine if she hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as she did, Dong Shuyao felt a backache.
There was a dragging sensation in her lower abdomen.
Seeing this, Lu Yuzhou picked her up horizontally.
"Hey!"
Dong Shuyao let out a startled cry, hurriedly wrapping her arms around his neck, too shy to even lift her head.
"What are you doing?"
Her coquettish voice brushed against Lu Yuzhou's ear, and his arms holding Dong Shuyao tightened slightly.
Forced into it, Dong Shuyao's body was pressed tightly against Lu Yuzhou's broad chest.
Their body temperatures and breaths intertwined; even though there had been no overly intimate actions, it made Dong Shuyao feel incredibly ambiguous.
"Is your stomach hurting again?"
Lu Yuzhou's hot, dry hand touched Dong Shuyao's slightly cold lower abdomen.
"You..."
How could this person suddenly reach his hand inside her skirt?
And he was so serious about it, as if she were the one overthinking things.
"I'll go boil you some brown sugar ginger tea."
By the way, he also had to return the brown sugar he had borrowed from Uncle Lin's house next door to the compound this morning.
After leaving the room, the flush on Lu Yuzhou's face finally faded.
Why did he always do such embarrassing things in front of his wife?
Dong Shuyao fell into a deep sleep shortly after lying on the bed.
By the time Lu Yuzhou returned with the brown sugar ginger tea, her face was already flushed red from sleep.
The afternoon sun was strong, shining through the window onto Dong Shuyao's face. Seeing the light about to shift to her eyes, Lu Yuzhou hurriedly put down the enamel cup and turned to pull the curtains shut.
The room suddenly became dim.
The woman sleeping soundly on the bed turned over and continued to sleep.
Lu Yuzhou actually wanted to hold her and lie down for a while, but he was worried that his movements would wake Dong Shuyao.
In the end, he walked out of the room with the enamel cup.
"Second son, come here."
Cheng Meilan stood at the kitchen door and waved at him.
Lu Yuzhou closed the bedroom door before walking over, first pouring the brown sugar water into a thermos before looking at his mother: "Mom, what's the matter?"
"Mom is asking you, what are your plans?"
"What plans?"
Cheng Meilan lowered her voice: "You blockhead, you're going back to the military in a month. Mom is asking you, are you taking your wife with you?"
The unit where Lu Yuzhou served as a deputy battalion commander was not in Beijing, but far away on an island, a two-day train ride away.
"Why take her there?"
Lu Yuzhou frowned: "The conditions in the military are harsh. If there's no one to take care of her, how can I be at ease?"
As if thinking of something annoying, his brow furrowed: "If I go on a mission and am away for ten days or half a month, she'll be in a strange place with no one to even talk to."
They couldn't hire a nanny in that place; they would be criticized.
"So you're just going to live apart like this?"
Cheng Meilan disapproved: "Cooking and housework aren't things anyone is born knowing how to do. I see that Yaoyao is sincere about living with you; maybe she's willing to learn. Don't make decisions for her; ask her about her wishes first."
The young couple has a good relationship; how could they bear to be apart for so long?
Besides, being by her man's side, she would know about anything immediately and wouldn't have to wait in Beijing in fear.
However, she did have selfish motives.
In case the second son went on a mission, if his wife was by his side, if a call came from home, there would be someone to answer it.
Isn't that more reassuring?
Although the second son's wife couldn't do anything, she was still a warm person by the second son's side.
She knew her son; with Dong Shuyao, even drinking plain boiled water would be sweet.
Lu Yuzhou felt that his mother's words made sense, so he nodded and said: "I'll ask her later, but don't pressure her; I don't want her to feel stressed."
Yaoyao was a native Beijinger, and the greatest hardship she had ever endured in her life was the hardship of men.
Asking her to leave the Beijing she was familiar with and leave her father and mother might not be something she was willing to do.
Lu Yuzhou also couldn't bear for her to suffer by following him to the military.
Cheng Meilan watched her son's back, worry filling her heart.
This silly son, if Yaoyao doesn't follow him to the military, what if that Shen Zhinian comes pestering her again?
Yaoyao is innocent, and she is afraid that Yaoyao will be murdered for her money by that pair of dogs.
The Dong house—
Shu Yufen paced back and forth in the living room: "I wonder how Yaoyao is doing at the Lu house? She wouldn't go and tear the roof off their house, would she?"