Reborn as a Tough Army Wife-Chapter 807 - 802: Let’s Leave It at That

Under the urging of everyone, and especially after Fang Pingying said that Luo Zhiyong really wanted to see Xiutao, Xiutao finally wavered and agreed to meet Luo Zhiyong. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Luo Zhiyong and Luo Dashan were waiting not far outside. When they saw the group coming from a distance, Luo Zhiyong was slightly taken aback, his gaze ultimately resting on Xiutao.

Today, Xiutao was still wearing that coarse cloth jacket from last time. Although her hair wasn’t disheveled as before, she looked somewhat sloppy. Though she hadn’t dressed particularly elegantly the last time Luo Zhiyong saw her, she was at least clean, and her appearance today truly surprised Luo Zhiyong.

Standing next to Luo Zhiyong, Luo Dashan wasn’t too surprised to see Xiutao like this. He just looked at her warmly and smiled.

Feeling a bit uneasy under the gaze of Luo Zhiyong and the others, Xiutao stopped in her tracks and was reluctant to move forward.

Especially seeing the well-dressed Luo Dashan and Luo Zhiyong ahead, she felt even more ashamed, as if reminded of how outrageous her mistakes were in her youth. The more heartless she was back then, the more destitute she felt now.

Seeing Xiutao hesitating, Zhou Yunmei was a bit anxious. She hurriedly pointed to Luo Zhiyong ahead and said to Xiutao, "Look, the one in the military uniform is your son, Zhiyong, go ahead."

"Yes, Xiutao, that’s your son. What are you afraid of? We’ll accompany you." Mrs. Liu also noticed Xiutao’s hesitance, fearing she might not go over, and immediately pulled Xiutao towards Luo Zhiyong.

But before they took a few steps, Fang Pingying stopped them, "Wait, today is just for them, mother and son, to meet. Let’s not follow and make them uncomfortable."

Regardless of whether this meeting was intentionally arranged by Zhou Yunmei and Mrs. Liu or not, the meeting itself was justified. However, she wouldn’t let these two troublemakers intrude.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Liu and Zhou Yunmei opened their mouths in anger, ready to retort, "Who is..."

But Fang Pingying ignored them, instead holding Xiutao’s arm and softly saying, "Aunt Xiutao, the car is just ahead, let’s get in."

"I..." Xiutao looked at Luo Zhiyong ahead with great anxiety, unsure if she should go over.

Seeing this, Fang Pingying reassured her in a low voice, "Don’t worry, just have a casual chat like friends, and we’ll arrange for someone to take you back later."

With these words, Xiutao stopped overthinking and walked over to Luo Zhiyong with Fang Pingying.

Once at the car, no one said much, and Fang Pingying suggested finding a place to sit and talk properly.

After the car drove a while, they found a relatively quiet restaurant, and the group went inside.

Once seated, no one spoke at first, causing a slightly awkward atmosphere. Initially, Xiutao didn’t dare to raise her head, but the desire to see her son overcame her guilt, and she finally stole a few glances at Luo Zhiyong.

The more she looked at her accomplished son, the more uncontrollable her sorrow became. She couldn’t help but cry softly, murmuring, "Dashan, Zhiyong, I’m sorry, I’m sorry for these years..."

Reaching this point, Xiutao was already in tears and couldn’t continue.

Seeing her like this, Luo Zhiyong found himself unable to voice any complaints. In fact, from the moment he first saw her today, he was unwilling to blame her.

Even if she had wanted to care for him all these years, her efforts were likely in vain due to her family’s circumstances. What could she have done?

Moreover, she herself was full of regret.

Therefore, Luo Zhiyong finally spoke the first words he intended to say today. He pulled out a tissue and handed it to Xiutao, softly saying, "Let bygones be bygones. I don’t want to dwell on it, and you shouldn’t feel guilty. I haven’t had a bad life."

This was probably the best comfort for Xiutao. Fortunately, her son hadn’t had a bad life. She nodded immediately.

Once her emotions had calmed, Xiutao asked some questions about the Luo Family over the years, then unexpectedly inquired about Zhou Yunmei, "Has your foster mother been good to you?"

Luo Zhiyong thought for a moment before responding, "Foster mother Zhou Yunmei has treated me fairly well. I’ve lived without lacking anything."

"Then..." Xiutao hesitated, looking at Luo Zhiyong, as if unsure whether to continue speaking.

Luo Zhiyong noticed her hesitation and immediately asked, "What is it?"

"Never mind, as long as you’re well." Xiutao shook her head, then smiled and added, "Besides, when I visited your home last time, I saw your two children and your wife, and I’m relieved."

As she spoke, Xiutao glanced at Fang Pingying, her eyes full of gratitude.

Everyone clearly understood what Xiutao meant by this point.

Because it was her fault, no matter how many difficulties or hardships she faced, they couldn’t justify her abandoning Luo Zhiyong back then. So, to this day, they don’t have to become sworn enemies, but they can never be a mother and son without any issues.

All should return to how it was; she has her life, and Luo Zhiyong has his. Let it be, and future matters will be dealt with in the future.

This situation was exactly what Luo Zhiyong had hoped for. So after chatting for a while, because Luo Zhiyong needed to rush back to the troops for work and Xiutao couldn’t be out for too long, they parted ways.

Initially, Luo Zhiyong offered to take them back, but Xiutao said that her home wasn’t far, so he shouldn’t miss work on her account.

And since Fang Pingying had some things on her mind, she didn’t take Luo Zhiyong’s car back. She had Luo Zhiyong take Luo Dashan back instead.

After Fang Pingying and Xiutao watched Luo Zhiyong’s car leave, Xiutao tentatively asked, "Miss Fang, where are you headed?"

Seeing Xiutao’s persistent discomfort around her, Fang Pingying smiled and said, "Aunt Xiutao, even if you and Zhiyong can’t be like a normal mother and son, we at least know each other. You don’t have to call me Miss Fang all the time, just call me Pingying. All my family elders call me that."

"Alright, alright, I’ll call you Pingying from now on." Because Fang Pingying mentioned family elders, implying she regarded Xiutao as one of them, Xiutao felt happy and immediately agreed, "So, Pingying, where are you headed?"

Fang Pingying had actually stayed behind to ask Xiutao some questions, so she followed Xiutao’s lead, "I’m not heading anywhere specific, just thought I’d walk around. Maybe I should take you home first?"

"Sure." They walked a bit further, casually chatting about family matters, then Xiutao brought up a past subject, "Pingying, has your current mother-in-law been good to you? Has she really not been harsh to Zhiyong all these years?"