Reborn in the 1980s: Recapture My Devoted Husband

Chapter 461 - 459: Diverse

This was the result of his consideration over the past few days, but now, looking at the woman in front of him, he couldn’t be as decisive as he thought.Ye Qing cried like a pear blossom in the rain, feeling very wronged. She spoke bitterly for a long time without seeing any response from Mei Langchi, leaving Ye Qing uncertain of his intentions. While she continued to maintain her appearance, her heart sank in anxiety. Mei Langchi looked at Ye Qing’s frail body and her soft, fair face. Her pitiful appearance always stirred compassion in others.

Speaking of which, after that night, he would involuntarily think of Ye Qing every night.

After enduring for such a long time, there was suddenly news that Han Yi was going to military school, and he naturally couldn’t let that kid succeed.

Originally, he had secretly talked to his father’s comrades over the phone to suppress it, but he still felt uneasy in his heart, wanting to come and see. To be frank, the biggest reason was that he wanted to see Ye Qing.

Once is done, it doesn’t matter to come again.

However, when he saw her, she was already pregnant, and at that moment, he panicked. He absolutely couldn’t let anything happen, especially not with this matter.

So, after conducting a thorough investigation himself, he had devised a perfect plan. But at this moment, seeing Ye Qing’s haggard face and her crying like a pear blossom in the rain, she even knelt before him, pleading not to separate her from the child.

He hesitated in his heart. Mei Langchi didn’t speak, and sensitive as Ye Qing was, she noticed that brief moment of hesitation and compassion in Mei Langchi’s eyes. She saw it clearly and her heart immediately brightened. She quickly seized the opportunity.

She moved forward to embrace Mei Langchi, with tearful eyes brimmed with pleading, "I never thought of being with anyone else; I could live my whole life without marriage and status, but the child is innocent... Langchi, I beg you, don’t separate me and the child. I can... be behind you. Without complaint or regret."

No one would know the torment and anxiety in Ye Qing’s heart at this moment.

She was afraid that Mei Langchi had a heart of stone, that he had no feelings for her, afraid that he would shake her off in disgust without leaving any sympathy.

After all, that night was too short. Despite all her efforts, she couldn’t withstand the test of time. They must have long forgotten about it.

A wife is in his arms; how could he still remember this girl from the countryside?

But she had no choice but to gamble, just gamble on that trace of hesitation from Mei Langchi just now.

If she really couldn’t win this gamble, then her lifelong wealth and status might just go down the drain.

She might not even be able to recognize her own son.

"You know, I can’t have any blemishes on my record, otherwise..." Mei Langchi ultimately couldn’t bear to push her away. His heart was conflicted at this moment, both covetous and uneasy.

"I know. Actually, if you don’t come back here, no one will know anything. I got myself a fake marriage certificate. The lie I made up won’t make anyone suspicious," Ye Qing, having lived this long, finally understood what it was like to experience highs and lows.

Fortunately, Mei Langchi wasn’t that heartless, considering his appearance wasn’t inferior to Lin Wan’s.

Although she hadn’t seen Mei Langchi’s wife, she didn’t even need to think about it; she certainly couldn’t be softer or more delicate than she was.

Having spent a long time in the camp, there should be a lot of muscle on her body, right?

How could men like that?

That night, softened by her tears, Mei Langchi stayed.

Ye Qing lay in his arms, gently recounting their child’s development over the past month. From being pregnant until now, she shared how she’d managed to get through it.

Of course, she exaggerated her hardships to elicit more compassion and guilt from Mei Langchi.

Mei Langchi didn’t have much time on this side. From what Yang Ting said, Feng Xiaoxian had lost the spot by himself.

At that moment, Mei Langchi almost wanted to go over and punch Feng Xiaoxian, since more harm than good was done. This spot required pulling quite a few strings to secure, and now, after all the efforts and owing plenty of favors, it was wasted.

He needed to hurry back to the team and couldn’t let anyone catch any faults.

So, as for Ye Qing, he certainly wouldn’t be able to see the child born. But he promised Ye Qing that whenever he had free time over the next two months, he would rush over in a timely manner.

Before leaving, Mei Langchi left Ye Qing two hundred yuan, telling her to hire someone to look after her during her postpartum recovery.

Ye Qing obediently agreed, and when Mei Langchi left, she coquettishly stayed in his embrace.

This also stirred Mei Langchi’s heart. You have to know, his wife had never acted like this in front of him.

Each time he saw her, she maintained a stern demeanor, without a trace of femininity.

Always more like a man than an actual man. While he was proud that his wife served the country, this was all spiritual, and the intangible things couldn’t fill one’s stomach.

Over time, seeing that appearance every day, he got tired of it too.

A woman, after all, should be as coquettish and soft as Ye Qing, right?

...

In the morning, after Han Yi quietly got up, dressed and took out a few hidden photos from the cabinet.

He selected the two most useful ones and went to the study, and within less than a quarter of an hour, he left... "Ma’am, how much for the pancakes here?"

"Two cents each, miss... Oh, miss, you look familiar."

Liang Qian looked up carefully and laughed, "So it’s you! Don’t remember me? You once taught me how to make sour soup noodles at West Bridge Military District Hospital."

Liang Hongmei responded with an "Oh," and realized, "Sister Liang, what a coincidence. Do you live around here?"

"Yes, just down the alley over there," Liang Qian said, pointing not far away.

"What a coincidence, my home is nearby too."

"What a small world," they both laughed in acknowledgment.

After Lin Wan woke up, she didn’t see Han Yi and assumed he went to help Mom sell things at the morning market.

After getting herself ready, she took the child to the front yard.

As she approached the house, she heard laughter from inside, coming from Mom and someone else.

Upon entering, she saw it was Aunt Liang.

"Xiao Wan is here."

"Aunt Liang?" Lin Wan was puzzled about why Aunt Liang would be at her house.

"Let me hold the child," Liang Qian, who indeed resembled Mr. Mei, cherished their Little Star as soon as she saw her.

"This child is truly beautiful."

"Indeed, she looks just like my Xiao Wan when she was little. Xiao Wan, your Aunt Liang lives just three houses away from us. That empty house is hers."

"Aunt Liang, what a coincidence. Just the other day, I saw Mr. Mei and he mentioned that you’re in the city, inviting me to visit when I have time. I didn’t expect us to live so close. Indeed, it’s fate."

"I just arrived a few days ago and have been busy tidying up at home. Your Uncle Mei won’t stay long this time. I came along mainly to sell our house here, so I didn’t go with him to the squadron."

"Why sell it?" Lin Wan furrowed her brows; it would be a pity to sell it.

"Oh, your Uncle Mei has been transferred to the Capital City now, and he seldom comes to this area anymore. We don’t stay here often, and keeping the house is a waste. We thought we might as well sell it."

"Houses sell easily nowadays; many families still lack housing. But not many can afford to buy."

"Yes, we might have to stay here for a while."

"Aunt Liang, it can be quite boring at times to be home alone. Feel free to come over whenever you’re free. I’m home alone every day, it’s quite dull," Lin Wan invited.

"That sounds great; it gives me a chance to spend more time with the child," Liang Qian chuckled. She and her husband were at an age where they yearned for the younger generation, but unfortunately, their son was not in a hurry. At twenty-six or seven, he still had no prospects.

Even when they introduced potential matches, he couldn’t be found. Liang Qian stayed for more than two hours at their place, mostly carrying Little Star around the yard, wandering both the front and back yards. She thought the house they had bought was quite nice, with interconnecting parts making comings and goings easy. After touring their yard, Liang Qian then took Liang Hongmei and Lin Wan back to her place.

Their own house was also a courtyard, front and back, much like Lin Wan’s.