CHAPTER 608: CHAPTER 608: RETALIATION

Cheng Su was pinching a small cup, contemplating a drink. It was glutinous rice wine, specially brought by Chunhua’s Grandma from her hometown, claiming it was brewed by herself. In their area, when a woman gave birth, she would drink this kind of wine, which was great for cooking chicken and eggs to nourish the woman. It was also nice for entertaining guests.

After downing the glutinous rice wine in one gulp, Cheng Su said, "The red-headed document hasn’t come down yet, and whether we’re really going is still up in the air."

That was true.

Hualing pursed her lips and said, "The name has been put forward, how could there be any changes? Besides, Commander Qi is such an outstanding candidate, and he’s made notable military achievements before. Once he goes and comes back this time, I bet he won’t miss out on becoming a battalion commander!"

Those were nice words, but they carried a peculiar flavor to the ears, a hint of jealousy and a touch of sourness, just not very pleasant to listen to.

Cheng Su replied, "Well, if it’s about becoming a battalion commander, then I’ll take that as your blessing!"

She completely ignored Hualing’s insinuation about having children.

But Hualing was not one to give up, "So you tell me, if Commander Qi is going away for years, and you two are separated, does that mean you’ll have to postpone having kids for a few years? Isn’t that exactly what you’re hoping for?"

It sounded as if Cheng Su didn’t want children at all.

Although, to be honest, Cheng Su didn’t really want children at the moment, hearing Hualing say it like that made her uncomfortable.

"You don’t know about the privileges of being a military spouse—we get the right to visit. If I really wanted to have children, I’d just calculate the right date and go for a visit, wouldn’t that solve it? There are plenty of lucky ones who hit the jackpot on the first try, aren’t there?" Cheng Su glanced at Hualing.

That hit a nerve for Hualing indeed, hadn’t she been married to Chen Shouwang for quite some time without any news?

Seeing everyone at the table eating and stealing laughs, Hualing’s face turned beet red, thinking to herself that Cheng Su was shameless, discussing such private matters openly, without a hint of embarrassment. She was truly crude.

Cheng Su, however, had no such thoughts. Everyone present was either married or a mother; what was the harm in such spicy talk? Besides, she didn’t say anything too inappropriate, all of it was quite hinted at, right?

You, Hualing, brought up having children. To have children, one must sleep together, and everyone knows that. What’s there to be afraid of discussing?

Knowing Cheng Su was sharp-tongued, Hualing didn’t want to continue the conversation. But Cheng Su wasn’t ready to let her off the hook and said, "Speaking of which, any news on your end?"

"Not at all. Just this morning, I saw Nurse Hua making Brown Sugar Ginger Tea—must be good news!" Guiying chimed in before Hualing could respond.

Hualing glared at Guiying, Nobody asked for your comment!

Guiying awkwardly lowered her head.

"There’s no rush for that. You and your husband are both healthy and together every day. It’s only a matter of time for children!" Cheng Su said with a smile, "Not like us. Old Qi and I have agreed to wait a bit before having kids. I’m really not in a hurry."

Those seemed like kind words, and everyone agreed, but Hualing felt a surge of anger in her chest. What nice words? Cheng Su was clearly mocking her!

Cheng Su poured herself another cup of glutinous rice wine, holding it to mask the coldness on her lips. If you insist on making me upset, then don’t blame me for returning the favor.

"Let’s drop this topic. Hey, have you guys heard? That Cao Zhiying’s wife, the one who wears those two gold earrings, got robbed on her way home from work, and even had her ears bloodied."

"I’ve heard. The public safety is getting worse by the day, sigh..."

The subject was thus changed, and as Hualing watched Cheng Su easily join in the conversation, with everyone gathering around her to talk, her heart seethed, as if she had spat out several liters of blood.