Reborn as a Superpower Girl in the 80s-Chapter 1237 You’re Not Wrong

After lunch, while tidying up the dishes and utensils in the kitchen, Luo Qiao said to Gu Qianru, "Auntie, Yichen and I will take the kids to visit my mentor later. We’ll be back for dinner in the evening."

She then told Lu Yiting, "Big Brother and his wife will be back soon. Don’t leave either. We can go back after dinner."

Gu Qianru looked at Luo Qiao: "All of your mentor’s children have returned to Capital City for the New Year. It must be quite lively."

Luo Qiao was aware of the situation there, so she planned to visit today just to pay her respects for the New Year to her mentor and his wife, without staying overnight as before.

In any case, things were as they were, and she wouldn’t interfere with her mentor and his wife’s decisions.

However, there are two sides to everything: if the mentor chose not to let them return to Capital City, the couple would have a peaceful life, but they might feel a bit lonely since she herself didn’t have much time to accompany them.

Conversely, if they decided to let their children return, it meant they were ready for the interactions, which would inevitably lead to conflicts and problems. While troublesome, it would be lively.

Yipin had never stopped sending gifts, but that was only as per the couple’s needs, nothing more. So today was merely a visit to see the mentor and his wife without planning to stay for a meal.

Today was the second day of the Lunar New Year, and it was inevitable to run into those people, but Luo Qiao was not interested in deep interactions.

After getting things ready, she informed Kong Xiangrui and agreed to have dinner together before heading out with the prepared gifts.

When she drove to her mentor’s house, there were many elderly people sunbathing at the foot of the wall. Someone saw Luo Qiao and Lu Yichen and said, "Hey, isn’t that Luo Qiao?"

Luo Qiao greeted everyone with a smile: "Happy New Year to all."

An old man said, "Your mentor and his wife mentioned that you wouldn’t return for the New Year this time. How come you’re back again?"

Luo Qiao put the children down from the car: "I missed them, so I came back."

"Ah, these must be triplets; they’ve grown so much."

"Luo Qiao, your two daughters are really beautiful, with such rosy skin. You’ve raised them well."

The kids, well taught by Luo Qiao, politely greeted the elderly men sunbathing by the wall: "Grandpas, Happy New Year."

The old men were delighted: "Ah, Happy New Year, Happy New Year, such good children."

After Lu Yichen brought down the gifts, Luo Qiao greeted everyone with a smile: "We’ll be heading inside now." frёeωebɳovel.com

Yanyan and Yueyue actually wanted to rush in earlier, but they had to consider their younger brothers, so they held their brothers’ hands and walked through the gate before Yanyan yelled, "Master Grandfather, Master Grandmother, we’re back."

Feng Shumin heard the shout from inside the house: "Why does it sound so much like Yanyan’s voice?"

Yang Jiancheng, with a newspaper in hand, replied, "You must be missing them too much and hearing things. They just came back for a visit in May; it’s a long way here, and with kids it’s inconvenient. Besides, they would have let us know beforehand if they were coming."

Yanyan, not getting a response, shouted again: "Master Grandfather, Master Grandmother, are you home?"

Then a boy came out of the room where Luo Qiao used to stay: "Who are you, shouting like that? Who is your grandfather and grandmother, claiming fake relatives?"

Now the old couple inside felt something was off and stood up, coming out from the inner room. When they saw the family of seven standing in the courtyard, Feng Shumin even gave her husband a pat: "I told you it was Yanyan’s voice, and you insisted it was my imagination."

They hurried out to greet them: "When did you all get back? Why didn’t you call us in advance?"

Luo Qiao smiled and said, "Master Father, Master Mother, Happy New Year. We wanted to give you a surprise, but it seems everyone says the same thing upon seeing us. Next time, we’ll inform you in advance."

The boy who had asked earlier suddenly said, "Great Grandfather, Great Grandmother, who are they? Why do they call you Master Grandfather, Master Grandmother?"

Yang Jiancheng, feeling a headache coming on with the child’s question, shouted to the other room: "Ruining, come out and take care of Ze Chao."

A man and a woman came out of the room, and Feng Shumin introduced them: "This is my eldest grandson Yang Ruining and his wife Mao Xiaoxia, and that over there is their son Yang Zechao."

Before the elders could introduce her, Luo Qiao said to the couple: "Hello, I’m Luo Qiao, the youngest apprentice of your grandparents."

Yang Ruining replied, "Technically, we should call you Aunt, and my son should call you Great Aunt."

The nearby Yang Zechao, who should be older than Yanyan, retorted, "Who wants to call her Great Aunt? I already have a Great Aunt."

With this, the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.

Yang Jiancheng looked at his eldest grandson: "Who taught him this?"

Yanyan and Yueyue also felt a bit offended, and Yanyan looked at Yang Zechao: "You can choose not to call her, to avoid making my mom sound old."

Luo Qiao quickly intervened, "Master Father, Master Mother, what the child said isn’t wrong. I am indeed your junior apprentice, but I really haven’t had any interactions with them. It’s better for us to stick to our own titles."

Then she turned to Yang Zechao, "What you said isn’t wrong. You don’t have to call me that if you don’t want to. It’s just a title and it’s not a big deal."

Luo Qiao didn’t care about the distinction in seniority. Apart from her mentor, she had no interaction with them and didn’t plan to have any in the future, so the outcome was for the best.

She would always remember her master’s kindness in her heart, and she had kept her promises over the years. Even when abroad, she ensured that someone took care of everything for them, and it would be the same going forward, but this was only for the elderly couple.

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