Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption-Chapter 99 -s 80-81 Truth/Return

Grandpa Luo stared meaningfully at Third Aunt Luo for a long time until she reluctantly lowered her head with a flickering gaze, then he slowly began, "Staying over? What, did your house collapse?"

Grandpa is so commanding! Luo Ye was filled with laughter. She found it odd, with such a resolute and sensible character, why didn’t her father inherit these traits? Her eldest uncle is indecisive, the second uncle is hot-tempered, Third Aunt is selfish, her dad should be the most similar, but compared to Grandpa’s decisiveness, he still falls short.

Catching a glimpse of Luo Ye’s smiling face, Third Aunt Luo frowned, "Dad, what are you saying? The house was only built a year ago, how could it possibly collapse? Xiao Gang isn’t young anymore, his dad and I were thinking of renovating the house, it’d look nicer for matchmaking."

"Zhengju, right after your house was built, Fourth had already paid for the renovation. It’s only been a little over a year. Do you have too much money to spend?"

Aunt Luo said with a flattering smile, "Dad, although it’s only been a year, the hall’s walls have been stained gray by smoke, so it really should be plastered to look decent."

"You don’t need to move here to scrape the walls of the hall. Don’t think I’m unaware of your little schemes. Hearing I’m planning to stay at Fourth’s place, you’re trying to secure the spot first, assuming Fourth will never come back to live here, and maybe the house will end up in your hands, right?"

Third Aunt Luo quickly defended, "Dad, no, that’s not what I meant, we just want to stay over temporarily. Once the renovation is done we’ll move right back."

"With your character, can the food that’s eaten be spit back out? Zhengju, I’ve said at the meeting, the house was built with Fourth’s money. Over the years, Fourth has given all his salary to you. Regardless of whether he really owed you anything, he has more than paid it back.

If we really talk about debt, it’s you who owe him. Fourth definitely doesn’t care about the house, but I as a father will definitely not show any partiality just because of this." Grandpa Luo sighed softly, "There are many college students his age, can you find another who is as grateful as he is?"

"Dad obviously knows how prestigious my deskmate, Yao Hua, is as Deputy County Magistrate, and she wasn’t even as good a student as me. If dad had agreed to support me, I certainly wouldn’t have been inferior to her." Third Aunt Luo started to sob as she spoke.

Luo Ye’s eyes glinted mischievously as she looked at Third Aunt Luo, "Third Aunt, do you know Zhang Lifang?"

"Zhang Lifang?" Third Aunt Luo was stunned, unable to recall who that was, nor did she understand the sudden interjection from her niece.

"Yeah, Zhang Lifang, also a classmate of Third Aunt, was seen yesterday wearing a big cotton jacket wandering around the village, tsk tsk. She was the top scholar back in the day." Luo Ye spoke regretfully, "Top scholar, according to Third Aunt’s logic, shouldn’t she have become the Mayor by now? Why has she ended up like that?"

"Ye’er, you..." Third Aunt Luo was so angry her face turned beet red, realizing just how infuriating her niece could be.

"Auntie, I’m just following your logic, I’m simply speaking the truth." Luo Ye looked innocent, as innocent as Little Songqiu in her arms, with his little eyes wide open and his head tilted.

Grandpa Luo’s lips twitched, "I’m tired, going to lie down for a bit."

"From dad’s words, it seems we’d rather live on the streets than have designs on this empty house. The treatment my siblings and I receive really is different." Third Aunt Luo shouted indignantly.

Grandpa Luo paused his steps, turned, and glanced at his daughter, "What, you mean this old man has a duty to support you for life?"

Third Aunt Luo’s gaze flickered, "Dad, you have to ensure that big brother and second brother can’t live in this house either." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Humph!" Grandpa Luo turned and entered his room.

"Dad..."

"Third Aunt, Grandpa needs to rest now, stop calling."

"Luo Feng, are you bullying me too?" Third Aunt Luo slid down to the ground and started crying, "I can’t live like this anymore, dad dislikes me, my niece and nephew bully me, what’s the point of living at this age?"

"Brother, let’s go back to our rooms, Dou Dou, there’s nothing to see here, let’s go." Luo Ye’s experience told her, when dealing with dramatic people, never engage them. The more you engage, the more energized they become. Once the audience is gone, naturally, the drama stops.

"You... you... hmph!" Seeing no one around, Third Aunt Luo could only angrily get up and head home. When reaching the main entrance, she sneakily took Grandpa Luo’s big hoe along. Oops!

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"Zhengju, how did it go?" As Third Aunt Luo entered the house, her husband Qian Zailai quickly greeted her, their son Qian Xiaogang, and daughter Qian Xiaotian both eagerly looked at her.

"How did it go? It’s still the same!" Third Aunt Luo huffed as she sat on a stool, but exerted too much force and toppled over, falling flat on her face. "Haha," Qian Xiaogang laughed twice then quickly stopped to explain, "Mom, I didn’t mean it, it’s just a habitual laugh."