Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1342: What Kind of Elder Are You Supposed to Be?

He Jinxuan opened the passenger side door: "Be careful."

Xinyan saw there was a soft cushion on the seat, and her heart warmed: "Where did the cushion come from?"

He Jinxuan helped her into the car and said with a smile: "I stitched it myself. The stitches don’t look great, but as long as you don’t turn it over, you wouldn’t notice it from above."

The feeling of being cared for was really wonderful: "No one looks at the stitches; as long as it serves its purpose, it’s good."

After saying that, she turned to look at He Jinxuan, who had just settled in the driver’s seat, and teased, "Thanks, baby’s dad."

The words "baby’s dad" made He Jinxuan’s heart surge with excitement. Among his peers, some already had kids who could run errands, and now he was going to be a dad too, it felt great.

He started the car: "Why thank me? You’re giving birth to our children; it’s only right I treat you well."

The smile on the corner of his mouth revealed his good mood.

They first returned to the courtyard to put away things from school, took a short rest, and then prepared to head to the restaurant.

As soon as they stepped out, they ran into Aunt Tang, who lived on a back alley and was visiting the neighboring Tong Family.

Xinyan greeted her politely: "Aunt Tang."

Aunt Tang gave them a once-over: "Are you heading out?"

Xinyan nodded to her: "Yes, heading out for a bit."

Upon hearing Xinyan’s words, Aunt Tang sneered: "It’s about time to start cooking, and you’re heading out?"

He Jinxuan heard this and frowned: "Aunt Tang is right; it’s time to start cooking, and soon those who work and study will be home. Shouldn’t you be hurrying home too?"

After speaking, he pulled Xinyan to walk towards the alleyway.

But Aunt Tang called out after them: "Little He, we all know the courtyard here was bought by your father-in-law for your wife. Living here doesn’t feel awkward to you, does it?"

Xinyan paused and replied: "Aunt Tang, does your house have a seafront?"

Aunt Tang didn’t react at first: "What are you talking about, child?"

Xinyan didn’t give her a chance to respond: "Then why are you interfering so much? Are the troubles at your own house not enough for you to manage? You still have time for others’ business?"

Aunt Tang only then came to her senses: "How can you talk to your elders like that?"

He Jinxuan immediately shielded Xinyan: "You’re just a neighbor across an alley; what kind of elder are you? It’s not your place to lecture us. I’ll live where I want; what’s it to you?"

At this moment, Old Mrs. Tong also came out upon hearing the commotion and heard most of their conversation: "Tang Family’s, even if you’re not in a good mood, you can’t just take it out on people as if they’re your punching bag. Aren’t you just setting yourself up for a scolding?"

Aunt Tang was already feeling vexed inside, and hearing Old Mrs. Tong speak like that made it worse: "Sister Tong, we’ve known each other for years, how can you side with them?"

Old Mrs. Tong firmly responded: "I only stand on the side of reason. You being an elder, what kind of talk is that? Even their legitimate elder hasn’t expressed any opinion, what business do you have interfering? Besides, who said He Jinxuan doesn’t have a house?

His house is just not far from here, with a sizable yard. Since he doesn’t live there, he rented it out. The few households around here are all aware."

Seeing Tang Family’s still wanting to argue, Old Mrs. Tong cut her off: "Enough, it’s getting late. Hurry up and go home to cook."

After speaking, she turned to Xinyan and Jinxuan: "Don’t worry about it. Go on and handle your business."

Xinyan smiled at Old Mrs. Tong: "Alright, Grandma Tong. We’ll be off then."

Aunt Tang looked quite upset, trying to recover with: "I didn’t know Little He had his own house."

Old Mrs. Tong inwardly rolled her eyes: "Does it really matter whether you know or not? You can’t even manage your own affairs, yet you concern yourself with others’. You truly are amusing. Go on home; I’ve got cooking to do as well."

Aunt Tang watched as Old Mrs. Tong turned back to her courtyard, ignoring her, and spat lightly in frustration at Old Mrs. Tong’s back.

Thinking again about her own troubles at home, she sighed heavily: Today she really acted on impulse, and now how was she supposed to ask for help?