Reborn as a Rich Woman in the Eighties-Chapter 88 - 87: Planning (Extra update for cute Mango and He’s Bi 1)

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Chapter 88: Chapter 87: Planning (Extra update for cute Mango and He’s Bi 1)

"Your sister is sick?" Lin Chun paused in the midst of taking off his shoes.

"Yeah! She felt unwell as soon as she got out of the car, and then she developed a fever. It wasn’t easy for her to start sweating it out, and just when I told her about our dad coming down from the mountain, she rushed off!"

As Lin Xia entered the house, Lin Chun asked anxiously, "Xiaoxia! Why didn’t you say you were sick? Get on the bed and lay down right away!" He felt even more remorseful, blaming himself for being useless...

"Right!" Lin Xia immediately took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

She had sweated earlier and felt weak. Rushing back and forth on her bike had drained all her energy.

Lin Qiu hurried to pour some hot water, "Sister! Drink some hot water to sweat it out! Should I make some ginger water for you?"

"No need! It doesn’t seem to be burning anymore! Xiaoqiu, find those Sanqi Tablets you were taking and give them to big brother!" Lin Xia knew Lin Qiu still had those medicines she bought mistakenly turned around, which was why she didn’t go to buy any medicines just now.

"Sure!" Lin Qiu eagerly went to look for them.

Lin Xia looked at Lin Chun, "Big brother, where are you hurt?"

"Just the back! It’ll be fine after a couple of days!" Lin Chun vaguely said.

Lin Xia was frustrated, she reached out to lift his clothes, but Lin Chun, blushing, clung stubbornly to his clothes, "Don’t look! Xiaoxia! We are all grown up!"

His antics made Lin Xia both angry and amused.

He now acted shy like a young maiden! Why didn’t he think of that when he was being so stubborn!

When Lin Qiu brought the medicine and saw their big brother preventing them from looking at his injuries, she also felt helpless and wanted to laugh.

"Alright then! Let’s wait for Dongzi to come back!" Lin Xia didn’t want to pressure him, "Are you hungry?"

"I’m not hungry! Let’s eat later together!" Lin Chun didn’t want to bother specifically, he could endure.

"The rice is already cooked; I’ll go and stir-fry the vegetables now!" Lin Qiu said, leaving the room to make some more, worried there might not be enough.

"Xiaoxia! Are you feeling uncomfortable? Should I get you a towel?" Lin Chun asked with concern.

He genuinely didn’t know his sister was sick; he just thought she looked unwell from the train ride.

If he had known it was like this, he wouldn’t have confronted her and made her upset, no matter what.

"No need! Big brother! Actually, I’m not feverish anymore!"

Lin Chun lay on the bed, looking at Lin Xia lying flat at the other end, hesitating to speak.

Lin Xia knew what he wanted to say, "Big brother! Are you about to say that I was too harsh with auntie earlier?"

"A little! After all, she is our aunt! A senior relative..." Lin Chun also found the words he had said to his aunt harsh, but all the education over the years taught him not to speak rudely to elders.

Lin Xia didn’t hide her thoughts, "Big brother! Now, regardless if the other person is an elder or whatever, nobody has the right to dictate our lives!

Only our mom had a say! But our mom has been gone for many years, so now we decide for ourselves!

Besides, you heard what she said too! She made it sound so easy, even suggesting we go back and apologize, talking about ’we are all family’ stuff,

It’s easy for her to say, but I even wanted to ask at that moment if things were happening to Yu Hongmei’s family whether she could still say the same..."

People are selfish, standing on the sidelines, it’s easy to say this or that is correct, but they don’t think about if they were in the situation, could they do the same.

"That’s true!" Lin Chun sighed softly, understanding his younger sister spoke the truth.

It’s easy to talk when it’s not about oneself.

But once it lands on one’s own shoulders, who can be utterly selfless? Who doesn’t have their own thoughts?

Lin Xia directly asked, "Big brother, what are your plans for the future?"

Now that things had turned out this way, her big brother was even less suitable to stay at his job.

If caught by Lin Aiguo, he was sure to face either beating or scolding without end.

Lin Chun pursed his lips, "Dad knows that I’ve also left home, so he will definitely go to my workplace to settle scores with me, so I won’t be going there for now.

I’m thinking about signing up when the recruitment starts, to train hard for a few years, and if things go well, bring you all over too. We can’t keep being nothing forever! But I don’t know if they will hire me, and also, would Dad agree?"

He felt very uncertain, as he had been contributing several dozens from his salary monthly at his job. Once he starts as an apprentice, he would earn less, barely more than ten bucks, making it difficult to send money home after deducting living expenses.

Lin Xia was quite satisfied with Lin Chun’s response; she had actually felt the same way.

She had thought she would need to persuade him a bit more, but now she was spared the effort.

Now that things had turned out this way, they had completely broken with Lin Aiguo.

Perhaps it wouldn’t be long before they would confront Lin Aiguo directly, but no matter if Lin Aiguo caused trouble at the workplace or found their home to make a scene, they would not bow down.

In her impulsiveness, Lin Xia didn’t know what outrageous act she might commit!

Not to mention this era, even in the future, beating one’s father and cursing one’s mother were acts only a tyrant would commit; no one would speak well of it.

But she had really thrown caution to the wind, as she didn’t plan on seeking a partner or getting married in the future, so she was fine with bearing all the infamy herself!

However, she knew her big brother’s temperament well. If he were around, he definitely wouldn’t let her act that way!

Thus, she really hoped he would stay far from here, go work and live in another place; on one hand to polish himself and become stronger, and on the other to change the fate of his past life. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

Lin Xia, though reluctant to reminisce, would always remember how heart-wrenchingly painful it was when her big brother passed away; a pain she never wanted to experience again in her lifetime.

Therefore, she always coddled him, wanting him to live well, because she knew what it felt like to regain something lost.

"Big brother! If you have made up your mind, let’s do everything possible to make it work, even if we can’t make it, at least we’ll have tried and won’t have any regrets!

You take good care of yourself, and when we hear the news, we’ll go see Aunt Jin..." Lin Xia also had a backup plan in case her big brother couldn’t make it, she’d think of another way.

"Alright! But Xiaoxia, even if we seek Aunt Jin’s help, about Dad..." He knew that Uncle Jin had connections, and as long as he passed the physical examination, there shouldn’t be a problem.

Lin Xia smiled, "Big brother! Think about it, what would Qian Chunli do if she knew you wanted to move to another place?"

Lin Chun answered immediately, "She would definitely agree!"

"Exactly! She would love for you to go, and then Lin Dong wouldn’t return either, so her son Lin Qiang could take over! So by leveraging her intentions, many things can be accomplished!" For the first time, Lin Xia revealed her plans.

After hearing Lin Xia, Lin Chun immediately felt as if his situation wasn’t that difficult.

"Big brother! Just focus on recovering now, and prepare to register later..." That was the most important part.

"Yes! I know!" Lin Chun understood that to become stronger, he needed to undergo more training.

But because of his nature, Lin Chun wasn’t as optimistic as Lin Xia had thought.

Hearing the noises of Lin Qiu cooking in the kitchen, Lin Chun continued, "Xiaoxia, I learned from Dad that Lin Qiang had someone rob you guys, and he also sneaked around Xu Damei’s house.

He asked me if you were dealing in scarves! I blurted out a lie, saying you sold them for others, making two dimes per scarf... Was it okay for me to say that?"