Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1184 - 1164: Village Chief

After everyone was full and satisfied in the evening, Luo Shufan tugged on Luo Qianqian’s little hand, signaling that things were just about to start.

Confused, she looked at her grandma, realizing that something was about to be said. It was clear from the formal attire and serious demeanor.

"Qhianqhian, it’s like this, you see, we can’t just operate separately like this. Even for regular events, we need some organization, right?" Grandma An coughed lightly and glanced at her husband, who showed no sign of speaking, so she stood up.

Luo Qianqian glanced at her grandpa, showing obvious disagreement on her face, raising her eyebrows.

"So?" Luo Qianqian wore a faint smile, her emotions unreadable.

Luo Shufan was always the one in charge, while she was someone who didn’t manage anything. Calling her by name like this? It was rather odd.

"Do you think we might need a clan leader or something?" Grandma An continued.

Luo Qianqian raised an eyebrow: "Xiao Yu isn’t part of the An Family anyway, and moreover, the An Family consists of daughters, so there’s no reason to establish a clan through the An Family." Though everyone here was primarily connected by the An Family, it was the An Family that brought them together.

"Well, then a village leader it is. Anyway, we need someone to manage things, to allocate work!" Grandma An continued, with a gleam in her eye.

Luo Qianqian scanned the others, noticing their evident helplessness toward Grandma An.

Especially her own mother, who clearly condoned it; otherwise, she wouldn’t have relocated to the very edge with the He Family.

"Oh, sure, brother, find someone adept in management who may not be used to a free life. If so, just have someone to manage it then." Luo Qianqian’s face was calm, blatantly pretending not to understand Grandma An’s implication.

Li Sheng was suppressing laughter on the side, claiming Luo Qianqian couldn’t understand? He didn’t believe it.

Ever since coming here, his mother-in-law had evidently become somewhat arrogant, frequently ordering around her son-in-law and even the children.

Master, however, remained calm and collected, taking life as it came, fishing, chopping wood, quite carefree really.

Lin Xu quietly averted his head; he couldn’t laugh, but Luo Qianqian was just too amusing...

Can you handle it like this? Luo Shufan was momentarily taken aback but soon nodded: "Okay, when we return I’ll..."

"Qhianqhian, I mean, see how your grandpa is also idle." Grandma An immediately interrupted Luo Shufan’s impending words.

"He’s at that age where leisurely fishing isn’t so bad, right?" Luo Qianqian glanced at her grandpa, who clearly had no inclination for involvement, looking puzzled: "Besides, everyone here is family, why interfere in other households’ affairs? This isn’t feudal society anymore, living well at home is enough, right? If organization is needed, grandpa’s word alone is enough. Given his age, everyone would listen, but splitting tasks, forget it. Everyone has their own desires; my intention is to let everyone live freely and undisturbed by mundane pressures. If control is needed, why not return to the original place?"

Successfully blocked Grandma An’s words.

Luo Qianqian looked at her grandpa: "Grandpa, you’re the oldest here, suitable as village leader. But grandpa, the leader only makes decisions during consultations; Qianqian doesn’t want anyone here unhappy."

Grandpa An looked helplessly at Luo Qianqian: "Qianqian, I don’t want to..."

"Dad, please just accept it." An Zilan suddenly spoke: "But besides our filial piety, the village leader’s home resources won’t be much better than the average household either."

Upon hearing his mother say that, Luo Shufan nodded, he was just worried grandma would hoard resources as a corrupt official...

So earlier, whenever grandma mentioned it, he pretended to have something to do and left.

Having secured the village leader position, Grandpa An didn’t seem particularly joyful, yet Grandma An was beaming with joy.

Luo Qianqian shrugged, whispering to He Wenyu: "If there’s anything, just go to my brother, don’t be upset."

"Sure, he definitely won’t let me suffer." He Wenyu smiled gently.

Thinking of the relationship between her mother and godmother, Luo Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief too.

Besides, her brother wasn’t someone who’d let either families suffer losses; she could be at ease.

After the meeting, sending her brother home, Luo Qianqian left with Luo Shufan.

At home, there simply was no place prepared for her...

Though she knew she wouldn’t sleep at home.

Following her brother out of the village, Luo Shufan looked resigned.

"Grandma recently mentioned several times about wanting to visit the mountain, so I asked Tianyi to reinforce the formation."

Luo Qianqian furrowed her brow: "What’s up with grandma? Why the sudden odd behavior?"

"Probably because I mentioned how busy grandma is over there with kitchen duties, leaving no time for leisure, suggesting she play more, relax..."

Luo Shufan pondered a while before speaking.

Luo Qianqian was momentarily speechless, wasn’t this inviting trouble?

Though people intrinsically love comparisons, this situation illustrates well.

"Alright, how’s Uncle that side doing?" Luo Qianqian tugged at her brother’s sleeve, hesitant to hold it, fearing unforeseen consequences.

"Aunt seems anxious, but grandpa and grandma didn’t find anything too concerning after inspection, maybe such injuries aren’t considered severe?" Luo Shufan shrugged: "Anyway, the three brothers seemed relieved."

"No wonder dad felt comfortable letting us come back." Luo Qianqian nodded thoughtfully.

"Is dad alright?" Luo Shufan paused before softly asking.

Luo Qianqian recalled carefully for a moment: "Other than seeming to prefer a lighter taste lately, everything’s fine."

The lighter taste stemmed from something Second Uncle did, altering his palate.

Being a frequent consumer of green vegetables, refusing to consume other colors.

Second Uncle was also likewise, while Uncle, eating a patient’s diet, was unaware of the colors; yet it’s certain that what he ate was clearly nourishing, visibly gaining weight.

His complexion was radiantly rosy.

The two returned to the dining area, where Old Master Luo sat, evidently waiting for them.

Luo Qianqian felt her heart pounding: "Grandpa, not sleeping yet?" Her small face innocent.

"Qianqian, what’s up with your uncle?" Old Master Luo’s rarely seen solemn expression.

Luo Shufan also appeared somewhat lost, although he learned bits from the two brothers, the details remained unclear.

Surely, Luo Qianqian knows the most.

Is this why Old Master Luo stayed awake, waiting for them?