Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 572 - 391 Admission_2

"We also wanted to make things right for them by attending to their graves, but do we dare? If outsiders see us, what will they think? Your mother and I were the ones who reported the case, and we have never been the sort who are helpful towards everyone. If we were truly that helpful, who would believe us?"

If Chuxia were here, she would definitely have said, "You’re at least self-aware..."

Zhao Yulan’s face flushed with urgency, but she couldn’t think of a solution on the spot. She and Lin Baohe had underestimated the shamelessness of the old Lin couple, who were clearly aware that Zhao Yulan and Lin Baohe cared about their reputation and deliberately used that knowledge to provoke them in front of everyone.

If they later neglected the Lin family’s affairs, they would always be branded as ungrateful, but if they involved themselves, wouldn’t the old couple get exactly what they wanted?

A stir rose among the crowd, and Lin Baojuan squeezed through.

"Dad, Mom, stop pressuring my second brother and his wife," Lin Baojuan stepped forward and pulled the old couple away.

"Get away from me!" Old Lady Lin snapped, throwing her off, "I don’t have a daughter who bites the hand that feeds her. Even a dog knows to wag its tail at me, what about you?"

"Mom, we’re in front of Uncle and Auntie’s graves," Lin Baojuan said, pointing upward, and Old Lady Lin’s gaping mouth immediately shut.

"Dad, Mom, please go back. My second brother and his wife need to tend to Uncle and Auntie’s grave. It’s not right to keep clashing like this," Lin Baojuan forcefully pulled Old Lady Lin and Old Man Lin away.

Soon, the gathering crowd had completely dispersed.

Luo Gangshun and Fat Auntie squatted at the grave alongside Lin Baohe and Zhao Yulan, arranging bowls and chopsticks, burning paper, kneeling, and kowtowing...

As the ceremony neared its end, Dagang’s Grandpa and Chen Jianxin arrived, and there were also a few villagers who had good relations with the Lin Baohe couple; they had received the news and specifically came to show their support for Lin Baohe.

"Uncle!" Seeing Dagang’s Grandpa, Lin Baohe broke down on the spot, sobbing in front of the grave like a child, "What exactly do they want before they’re satisfied? How can they say such things at my parents’ graves, aren’t they afraid of retribution?

"How can they act so righteous after all these years of a guilty conscience, how can they come argue with me so confidently, how can they set traps for me with such audacity?

Chuxia is my life and soul, if anyone dares to bully Chuxia, I’ll kill them! No one can bully Chuxia, no matter who it is..."

Until he got home, Lin Baohe was still somewhat dazed.

Zhao Yulan was frightened by his state and discussed with Fat Auntie whether they had offended something during the visit to the grave, wondering if they should find someone knowledgeable to deal with it?

At that time, the crusade against feudal superstition was severe. If it were not for Lin Baohe’s abnormal condition, Zhao Yulan wouldn’t have even entertained such an idea.

Fat Auntie believed somewhat in these matters and, looking at Lin Baohe’s expression, thought he did seem like someone whose soul was bewitched. She said, "Aunt Liu from my mother’s village is quite effective. I will go ask for her help, if only she’s at home."

Every village used to have such people, but most were persecuted to death. Only a select few remained and they were generally quite busy.

"I’m okay..." Lin Baohe sighed deeply, sitting up, "I just can’t make sense of it. After all these years, we might not be close, but we shouldn’t be enemies, should we?"

Luo Gangshun came in from outside, his face ashen.

"What’s wrong?" Fat Auntie asked him.

"This is outrageous!" Luo Gangshun snorted coldly and waved his hand, "I’m fine, Baohe, are you feeling any better? Right, you haven’t spoken to your in-laws about this matter yet, why not go find them now and talk it over, let them help come up with some ideas?"

"Look at him, does he look like he can move?" Fat Auntie glared at Luo Gangshun, "Always coming up with bad ideas, you go. Take your bike to Xiaolin Village, tell Baohe’s parents-in-law about what happened, and ask them to help come up with some ideas."

"Alright." Luo Gangshun nodded and stood up to leave.

Lin Baohe’s leg actually hadn’t fully recovered, and after kneeling for so long at the grave today, and being overly stricken with grief, he now felt so unwell that he didn’t have any strength left. He tried to sit up with a great effort, but his arm weakened and he fell back down.

Zhao Yulan’s tears fell like pearls off a broken string: "Baohe, you still have me and Chuxia, you must not entertain foolish thoughts, what would Chuxia and I do if anything happened to you?"

"I’m fine." Lin Baohe looked at her weakly and mustered a smile, "I might just have caught a chill, it’s nothing, I will feel better after some sleep. Once I’m better, I’ll go apologize to my in-laws."

"You, just focus on getting better, stop worrying about all those other things." Zhao Yulan climbed onto the kang bed, pulling open the quilt to tuck him in securely, then looked at Fat Auntie, "Cha Xiang, have a seat, I’ll go make some ginger soup for him."

"I have dough fermenting back home, I should go check on it. Come eat at my place tonight, I’ll make big cabbage stuffed buns." Fat Auntie walked out as she spoke and, at the door, ran into the hasty Lin Baojuan, grabbing her arm, "How are the old couple doing? They didn’t give you a hard time, did they?"

Lin Baojuan just gave a wry smile: "You know what their temper is like, would they ever speak nicely to me? They were good to me before because they were afraid I’d reveal the truth, now what’s the point of keeping up the pretense?

They settled accounts with me, demanded I return the benefits I’ve received over the years, said that I owe them the money for raising me, and if I don’t pay them, they’ll no longer consider me their daughter."

"How can there be such parents in this world?" Fat Auntie shook her head, "Go inside and have a look, your brother isn’t feeling well, your sister-in-law is making him ginger soup."

When Lin Baojuan entered the room, Lin Baohe had already fallen asleep. She reached out to feel his forehead and became so alarmed that she shouted, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, my brother’s forehead is so hot!"

Zhao Yulan hurried into the room, touched his forehead, and indeed, it was burning hot. She immediately ran out, "Baojuan, keep an eye on your brother, I’m going to find Doctor Zhao."

40.5°C.

The number on the thermometer shocked Doctor Zhao, making his eyes go wide.

"Yulan, I’ll give Baohe a quick shot, you must rush him to the hospital in the county right away. With a fever this high, we can’t just sit around at home and wait; if it damages his brain, we’re in big trouble."

Just then Luo Gangshun and Zhao Yushan returned, and upon hearing what Doctor Zhao had said, they quickly hitched a cart to take Lin Baohe to Red Flag Commune, telling Zhao Yulan to go find her uncle-in-law Zhang Guojun to borrow the commune’s jeep to take Lin Baohe to the county hospital.

Of course, they also ’borrowed’ Zhang Guojun, otherwise, there would be no one to drive.

That night, Lin Baohe was admitted to the county hospital, diagnosed with acute pneumonia. The doctors said if they had waited another two hours, it would have been dangerous.

Though they didn’t specify how bad the danger could be, everyone had an idea – it certainly wasn’t good news.

Zhao Yulan, clutching Lin Baojuan and Fat Auntie’s hands, trembled her lips, unsure of what to say.

During this time, Luo Gangshun had already recounted the story of Lin Baohe’s background to Zhang Guojun, who listened with sighs, remarking that it was no wonder his wife always said Xiaolin’s in-laws were unreliable; so this was the situation.

Around 2:20 in the morning, Lin Baohe finally woke up from his stupor. Zhao Yulan quickly measured his temperature with a thermometer, 40°C, a drop of 0.5°C from when they arrived. (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes, monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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