Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1524 - 1525: Not Very Polite

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Previously on Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife...
A new family, the Songs, has moved into the neighborhood as replacements for the previous residents. Platoon Leader Song Cheng, his messy and fiery-tempered wife, and their dirty five-year-old twin sons cram into a small apartment with two beds in the single bedroom. Chunhua and Cheng Su discuss the cramped and chaotic living conditions, pondering a suggestion to set up beds in the living room but opting to observe the family's character over time before interfering.

Her confinement period was nearing its end in just a few days. Cheng Su remained quietly at home. Nourished by the delicious daily meals, she had gained a touch of plumpness, her skin radiant, moist, and even fairer than previously.

Additionally, breastfeeding had blessed her with a magnificent bust, forcing Qi Taiguo to douse himself with two buckets of cold water whenever he glanced at it to calm his urges.

Cheng Su felt unhappy with her body shape. She had never been the slim sort, favoring a fuller, curvier build without being heavy. Yet after only one month of confinement, she already worried about shedding pounds.

Mother Cheng and Qi Taiguo both firmly rejected this notion.

Mother Cheng declared, "What weight to lose? You look wonderful now, and it’s lucky besides. Slim down and you’ll lack milk; what will Qi Xiaoqi drink?"

Qi Taiguo chimed in, "You’re gorgeous like this, feels so good, comfy to hug you." Cheng Su, irritated, jabbed his forehead, scolding him for his improper mindset.

Though anxious about her weight, Cheng Su valued her well-being. Folks often claim proper postpartum care after birth equals a fresh start. Thus, she refused to harm her recovery; dieting could wait post-confinement.

She kept consuming the essential foods, simply adding veggies and fruits to her meals.

"Is Sister-in-law Qi up yet?"

Cheng Su lounged in the living room, cradling her son while watching TV, when a voice called out. Mother Cheng, busy rinsing diapers, emerged from the bathroom. Spotting the visitor, she grinned, "Oh, Sister-in-law Song, come to visit?"

With the new neighbor settled in and Cheng Su bound by confinement rules from venturing out, Mother Cheng knew Sister-in-law Song better than Cheng Su did.

"Sister-in-law Song, have you finished arranging your home?" Cheng Su rose with a smile, inquired politely, and gestured for her to sit.

Sister-in-law Song arrived with her two boys, first peering into Cheng Su’s room before saying, "It’s mostly sorted. Decided to drop by as neighbors to say hello."

Instead of sitting, she lingered in the living room, scanning about, then approached Cheng Su’s bedroom doorway for a look, exclaiming, "Sister-in-law Qi, your home is huge and beautifully furnished. Tsk tsk, truly a city dwelling, so gorgeous!"

Cheng Su noticed her prying everywhere, even into the bedroom, feeling a spark of irritation. This woman lacked manners.

Still, as a gracious host with a guest present, Cheng Su held her tongue but resolved to shut her bedroom door when alone, barring nosy types like Sister-in-law Song from snooping.

Cheng Su’s room held no secrets, yet the living room suited guests while the master bedroom stayed private. Allowing casual inspections felt wrong; Sister-in-law Song’s actions invaded her personal space uncomfortably.

"Yes, our place is bigger. Sister-in-law Song, have a seat!" Cheng Su urged her down and beckoned the twins too.

The five-year-old twins had dripping noses, eyes fixed unblinkingly on the TV, occasionally eyeing the coffee table fruits.

Cheng Su, prosperous with abundant snacks and produce at home, saw their longing and reached for fruit to offer, but the elder twin clutched Sister-in-law Song’s leg, whining, "Auntie, I want fruit."

Sister-in-law Song eyed the vibrant red apples, swatted his hand, "Eat, eat, eat, such a greedy kid from birth? This isn’t our home. Ask Aunt Qi for some."

Cheng Su’s lips twitched; with things heading this way, how could she refuse now?