Chapter 133 A Loud Voice Isn't Wrong
Chapter 133 A Loud Voice Isn't Wrong
Whether it was the due date or she was stimulated, Xu Wanyun gave birth two days later.
This time, Lu Xuefen didn't act tough; instead, she offered to take care of Xu Wanyun at the hospital.
Xu Wanyun gave birth to a boy, and just as Lu Xuefen was trying to get revenge, Bao Ya ruthlessly pushed her back down.
She would call Jiang Cheng at the slightest disturbance at home and report everything to him in detail. After going to the post office a few times, everyone there recognized her.
The older sister in charge of long-distance calls always greeted her warmly and even offered her a discount so she could come more often.
She spoke loudly on the phone, appearing quite rude, but the people around her were very tolerant of her. Even when she arrived late, those in line would let her go first.
The post office staff and the people who came to do business were all family members of military personnel, and the scope and intensity of the dissemination exceeded everyone's expectations.
Within days, the military was abuzz with discussions about Jiang Tao's family affairs, particularly the Xu family's upbringing.
Pulling out the radish brought out the mud, and the Xu couple's past shady dealings of fawning over the powerful and belittling the weak were also exposed, and even embellished.
Despite the heated discussions outside, Jiang Tao was lying in the hospital and saw few people, so it didn't affect him much. But he knew everything he needed to know, and he was numb to it now, secretly making plans in his mind.
He planned to have a serious talk with Xu Wanyun after he recovered from his injury. If things didn't work out, he would just leave and go home to be filial to his parents.
The Xu family is in a state of utter chaos. Xu Guanyan, the father, and Lu Xuefen have been repeatedly summoned by their superiors, who have instructed them to be careful with their words and actions and to reflect on their mistakes.
Director Wen of the Political Department received instructions from his superiors, ordering him to appease Jiang Tao's family and do his best to mitigate the impact.
How do we eliminate the negative impact? By silencing them? If Lin Baoya is gossiping about others, we can give her a lecture and order her to shut up.
But every time she made a phone call, she was just chatting with her second brother about family matters. It was just that someone overheard her, and they were talking about their own family stuff. There's nothing wrong with having a loud voice; the problem is that others have ears.
Director Wen wondered if he should set up a dedicated line for her, or have her make calls from the office instead of going to crowded places like the post office, which would save her some phone bills.
The more he thought about it, the more sense it made. Just as he was about to ask someone to handle it, Wang Xiao came in with a file folder.
"Director, please take a look."
With that, he placed the file folder on Director Wen's desk. Director Wen opened the folder and began to examine it carefully.
Inside is Lin Baoya's file. They had investigated her a year ago when Baoya provided them with a clue. The following is a record of him calling Tan Xinmin and asking him to help investigate.
Who knew they'd found the right person? Tan Xinmin was able to fill in the gaps himself.
Director Wen flipped through the pages one by one, his temples throbbing. He sighed at Lin Baoya's life for the first nineteen years, realizing that the bigger the stage, the greater her abilities; she had even single-handedly overturned the city's recruitment exam.
Do you think trying to persuade her will work?
After reviewing the files, Director Wen asked a question hesitantly. Wang Xiao was taken aback by the question. What did that mean? He had initially thought that these office-bound intellectuals were all dirty-minded and could come up with solutions that Wang Xiao couldn't, but now it seemed they weren't so great after all.
Lu Xuefen had no way to deal with Bao Ya and her mother-in-law, and dared not make any more rash moves, so she simply sent Jiang Boyang back and did not interfere at all with her daughter's postpartum care.
Jiang Boyang is a very well-behaved child, but a bit introverted. He is six years old this year and goes to daycare every day. He is dropped off in the morning and picked up in the evening.
He really enjoyed playing with Wang Muchen, so Bao Ya simply arranged for them to spend time together every day.
They were all five or six-year-old children who did nothing but eat and play all day. They didn't have many thoughts and quickly accepted their grandmother and aunt.
"You're not allowed to play here, this is our territory!"
"That's right, you're not allowed to come up here."
"Everyone can play here, so why can't Yangyang play?"
A group of little kids were arguing heatedly, their faces flushed. Jiang Boyang stared wide-eyed, tears welling up in his eyes, looking utterly aggrieved.
Wang Muchen was playing against several children by himself.
When Bao Ya returned from delivering food, she passed by the small square in the residential compound and heard a group of children arguing near the slide. She glanced over and saw that it was Wang Muchen arguing with someone, so she went over.
"Auntie, they're bullying Yangyang and won't let him play on the slide."
Wang Muchen immediately complained to Bao Ya when he saw her. The little boy who had just argued with him couldn't help but shrink back when he saw an adult coming.
When Jiang Boyang saw his aunt arrive, his little mouth twitched and tears welled up in his eyes. Bao Ya pulled him over and wiped away his tears. She then turned to look at the group of children.
"Anyone who tries to stop Yangyang from playing on the slide, believe me or not, I'll tear it down! Either we all play together, or nobody plays. Go, all of you, line up!"
As soon as Bao Ya arrived, she started yelling at them without saying a word. The arrogant little brats who were just now all behaved themselves and lined up one by one to go down the slide.
You can't reason with a bunch of little brats; they won't remember anyway. If you scare them, they'll listen to whatever you say.
Bao Ya wasn't in a hurry to go home; she sat on a stone bench and watched.
With someone backing him up, Jiang Boyang became more lively and quickly became friends with the other children.
After they had finished playing, Bao Ya took the two little ones home.
"Auntie, look, I have this."
Wang Muchen took out his slingshot and showed it off to Bao Ya. Bao Ya took it and looked at it, picked up a small stone from the ground and tried it out. The slingshot was really well made.
Jiang Boyang, standing to the side, was practically drooling with envy. Bao Ya looked at him and said to Wang Muchen:
"Have your dad make another one for Yangyang, and I'll cook something delicious for you both. When you have the weekend off, I'll take you both to that little grove of trees to hunt birds."
"Really? I'll ask my dad to make one for Yangyang and one for my aunt when I get home."
Upon hearing his words, Bao Ya's lips twitched. Thinking of the way Wang Xiao always looked at her as if she were a monster, she felt a chill run down her spine.
The Xu family members all behaved themselves, except for Qi Jiaojiao, who was still clueless and would occasionally cause trouble.
Bao Ya, who originally wanted to give her croton oil to nourish her, hesitated when she saw her sharp chin that could kill someone, and decided to wait a few more days before doing so.
When Bao Ya returned home, she saw Qi Jiaojiao handing her clothes, which she had taken off, to Liao Chunhua.
"Auntie, could you please help me wash up? I'm so dizzy, and my vision goes black as soon as I stand up."
As he spoke, he touched his forehead, looking frail and weak.
Liao Chunhua looked at her with some anger. She was there to take care of her daughter-in-law who was in postpartum confinement. What was she doing, an outsider, dumping her clothes on her to wash every day?
Just as I was about to say I didn't care, Bao Ya quickly took it.
"Okay, my mother has the best temperament, she'll definitely help you with this little favor."
"Thank you very much, Auntie."
After saying that, Qi Jiaojiao turned around and went into the house triumphantly, without even glancing at them again.
When Liao Chunhua saw her daughter-in-law take it, she planned to wash it. But Bao Ya turned around and threw it into the basin where diapers were washed. There were two diapers with feces on them in the basin.
"Just rub it a couple of times and hang it up for her; she likes wearing clothes with poop on them."
Liao Chunhua was taken aback for a moment, then understood, and happily took a basin of diapers to the yard to wash them.
Now she listens to whatever her daughter-in-law says and does whatever she's told, and she's guaranteed to feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
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