Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1535 - 1536: If You Seek Help, You Should Act Like It
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Noticing the tense atmosphere in the room, Aunt picked up on it immediately, her face flashing with unease and awkwardness for a moment.
Without that disgraceful mess between her youngest son and eldest daughter-in-law, why would she have to abandon her hometown and tag along to Qing City for a livelihood? Why would her daughter stay unmarried at this age, humbling herself to seek assistance?
Amid the unease, Deng Weiqiu, who was somewhat sharp, grinned and remarked, "We only arrived a few days back and learned cousin-in-law was still recovering postpartum. Can she venture out already? She appears perfectly fine."
With someone breaking the ice, Liu Wenjing joined in worriedly, "Right, I think Xiao Qi was born on the Double Seventh Festival, wasn't he?"
No need to strike a smiling face. Cheng Su went along, saying, "Correct. I wrapped up my confinement just days ago. I had an errand and stepped out briefly—right when you all showed up."
"No big deal, we weren't busy anyway, just wanted Mom and Weiqiu to get the lay of the land!" Liu Wenjing hastily added.
"How is it no big deal?" Aunt shot her an annoyed look, and Liu Wenjing bowed her head in apology.
Spotting Cheng Su's unhappy expression, Deng Weiqiu jumped in fast, "Getting to know the area is part of it, but we really do need a favor from you two!"
Cheng Su responded coolly, "Spill it, cousin. If it's within our power, we'll help out as relatives."
Facing Cheng Su's icy attitude, Deng Weiqiu felt a cold shiver inside but pressed on, "I'm looking for work, but this place is unfamiliar to me, and you both know it well..."
The hint was obvious—they had come hoping Cheng Su and her husband would line up jobs for them.
"With so many to support back home, Weixia's salary alone strains things. You two have key roles and thriving enterprises—could you hook Weiqiu up with a position and maybe play matchmaker too?" Aunt gazed at Cheng Su expectantly.
Cheng Su answered, "I'll discuss it with Taiguo later."
Aunt's brows knitted, ready to speak, but Deng Weiqiu tugged her sleeve to halt her.
Cheng Su noticed yet acted oblivious, figuring Deng Weiqiu had picked up some smarts.
"Mom, Aunt and the rest seldom visit. Let's keep them for dinner—whip up a few extra dishes," Cheng Su proposed.
"Sure." Mother Cheng passed the baby to Cheng Su and headed off to prepare.
Cheng Su had them relax with the TV while she carried the child to a room for nursing. The instant she left, Aunt's face soured.
Deng Weiqiu murmured to her mom, "Mom, ease up on the glare—we're here begging for favors!"
These years of struggle had exhausted her, instilling a deep fear of hardship. No matter her dreams, reality bit hard. Now in a major city like Qing City, she yearned for a job, some bridal savings, and a decent match to turn her fate around.
Her biggest worry was her mom's attitude sparking offense from their cousin and cousin-in-law, souring any aid. What then?
Given her mom's nature, if Liu Wenjing ever snapped or her second brother bolted with the kids one day, what recourse? Wouldn't it all fall on her? How could she then wed and build her own path?
Self-preservation drives us all; she had to look out for number one. When seeking favors, humility is key.
Surveying Cheng Su's chic, airy home, it felt cozy simply standing there—imagine residing in it. Plus, a prized possession like a TV; wedding into half that level would suffice!