Return of the Antagonistic Lady Boss

Chapter 969: Chapter 942: What Kind of Act Are You Putting On?

Yu Minglang quickly stepped forward to help pick up the trash, and in passing, destroyed the empty boxes. Cough, cough, lucky for him, he only tossed the box into the trash can next to the sofa. Reflecting on it, yesterday he and Mei started on the sofa, but the battle ended in the bathroom. Fortunately, they didn’t use that thing, because if it hit the head, the guy would have his face full of it and he probably wouldn’t see the sun tomorrow.

Yes, the one with the trash can knocked on his head is Yu Minglang’s second uncle.

"You little brat!" The second uncle wiped his face; luckily the trash can at Qian’s house was quite clean, only some paper and such. If it weren’t for Yu Minglang destroying the set box, it wouldn’t be a big deal.

"You elders should call ahead if you want to come over, and I’ll welcome you downstairs myself. What are you up to?"

Xiaoqiang felt very aggrieved.

At home, playing role-playing games with his wife and cheering up his inexplicably annoyed wife, these old folks organized a little breaking-and-entering squad to come by for a surprise attack!

Qian was already prepared to support with a big knife, but when she heard Yu Minglang talking with someone and not fighting, she hurried downstairs, still holding the knife.

Seeing the mess of garbage all over and a few familiar elders standing angrily at the door, she was also dumbfounded.

"Uncles, what are you... ?"

What on earth is happening?

The second uncle, who got his head knocked, stepped forward to speak, seeing the knife in Qian’s hand, and then glanced at Yu Minglang with an expression of anger as if saying "shame on him."

"Qian, we know everything."

"Uh?" What is going on?

She was enjoying a drink and having a heart-to-heart with her husband, so what were these old men actually up to?

"You don’t need to rush to chop this rascal, just get the woman out here first."

When elders speak, their words have weight at critical moments; even catching someone in the act tends to happen in pairs.

"This knife... is not for chopping him." Qian thought to herself she brought this thing to chop down any burglars, and now these elder folks too...

The couple was confused, Qian looked at the innocent Xiaoqiang and the elders.

"What woman are the elders talking about... exactly?"

"At this point, just stop hiding it from us. This kid is something we watched grow up, and unexpectedly he’s capable of bringing a woman home to drink before the wedding, we as elders absolutely cannot condone such shameless behavior!"

"You guys wouldn’t think... right?" Qian helplessly held her forehead, the joke went too far, and she patted Xiaoqiang on the shoulder, unable to cry or laugh.

"Friend, you started this, so you handle it..."

After taking some time to explain the misunderstanding, the old men confirmed over and over again that Yu Laomao didn’t commit any fundamental wrongs, they finally let it go.

"I told you, the kids raised in our courtyard would never do such a thing." One of the old men was relieved.

"Alright, you young couple carry on with your drink, too bad about this bottle of Wuliangye though..." Another old man still remembered the smashed bottle of liquor.

"Mr. Qu, I still have several bottles left, I’ll make sure to send them to everyone in the coming days." Qian knew how to handle things aptly.

The wrinkles on the old man’s face were about to burst with a smile, "No need to spend so much. We know your father-in-law is stingy, he wouldn’t easily give up his cherished good wine."

"No expense really, most of it is given to me by my patients, and my Minglang doesn’t usually drink much. My father-in-law has been banned from alcohol by mom-in-law these past couple years. With you all showing so much care for Minglang, treating you is only proper etiquette."

Don’t be fooled by Qian’s high-flying status outside; when she’s back in the yard, she’s quite favored by the elders, mainly because of her sweet talk.

Sure enough, the old men were very pleased by the flattery.

"You are sensible; when I first saw you, I knew this girl was just right for Laomao, stable. Of course, our Laomao is a talent, young and promising with a magnanimous heart..."

What was said made Qian want to laugh but she had to hold it in.

A magnanimous heart is a phrase for humility, this virtue doesn’t seem like something Yu Laomao, the little overlord, would possess, right?

After this burglar blunder, feeling guilty, did they randomly attribute all kinds of virtues to the little overlord Yu Laomao?

"Yes, yes, everything the uncles and older folks say is right, of course, my Minglang is so excellent also thanks to the good upbringing from all of you elders from childhood. Since we’re all from the same courtyard, influenced by you elders, he surely won’t go wrong!"

Xiaoqiang watched as these old men, coaxed by Qian, turned from angry when they arrived to happy when they left.

"In future, don’t call her Qian but rename her Elders’ Joy instead," Yu Minglang said just before getting kicked by Qian.

"I mean it as praising you for being able to bond with these people!" He felt quite aggrieved.

"You know nothing!"

"You kicked my butt!"

He covered his rear, pitifully looking at her.

Qian burst into laughter and pulled him to sit on the sofa, abandoning the pretend games, and sat directly on his lap.

"Let me tell you something, you really can’t use the phrase Elders’ Joy carelessly; do you know what it refers to?"

"What?" The rather innocent Xiaoqiang really didn’t understand this societal slang.

"In the park, there are some special old ladies providing special services to the old men, 10 yuan per time, that’s what’s commonly referred to as ’Elders’ Joy.’ Get it?"

"Ah!!!" Xiaoqiang was shocked.

There’s actually such a thing, suddenly the kick from his wife onto his butt didn’t seem unworthy at all.

In order not to offend his wife further, nor to exacerbate the conflict, Xiaoqiang thought quickly and managed a crisis PR, saying with seriousness.

"Actually, I never told you, but I have a nickname called ’Old Man,’ so our version of Elders’ Joy has nothing to do with that."

"When did you get such a nickname, how come I don’t know about it?"

"Just now."

Qian silently looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly laughed.

With such a jokester by her side, any sadness and ache can’t last long.

When she laughed, he felt like the whole world suddenly became bright.

He got up to get the cleaning tools and cleaned up the shards of the liquor bottle while commenting.

"Tell me, people thought we were that couple, wasting us a bottle of good wine, and you promised to deliver wine to each of them, how come I don’t know any clients send you liquor?"

"Just casually buy some and give it to them."

"They barged into our place and we have to buy them wine; how do I even explain that?"

Qian laughed.

"You really don’t need to feel wronged, didn’t you give them plenty of trouble when you were a child?"

His mischievous deeds were something she’d heard of long before, having such a little demon king living in the courtyard was truly a challenge.

Hearing her say this, Xiaoqiang was also amused.

"Come to think of it, true; back when we lived in the bungalows, I used to climb on the walls and sing during people’s naps, I even organized buddies to steal vegetables from their gardens; anyhow, lots of antics were done, haha!"

All are childhood memories.

"But nowadays, finding such sentiment from within the courtyard is rare; just for these few old buddies daring to barge in and catch you in the act, those few bottles of wine surely aren’t given away for nothing."

Only this kind of special neighborhood relationship could foster such different kinds of affection.