1970s: A hot-tempered wife who accompanied a soldier to the military compound and made a fortune.

Chapter 1427 But I still feel like something's not right.
As soon as Fu Yanming and his wife left, the patient in the next bed took the first-hand information and went to gossip with others.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the whole hospital to be talking about it.

After all, this is the steel mill's staff hospital, and the inpatients are either employees or their family members. Even if they didn't know Qiu Shaofeng before, they would naturally know once the broadcast came out.

When Chunxiao came to deliver the food, she heard everyone talking about her brother-in-law being beaten. She walked into the ward and said, "Big sister, brother-in-law, I've brought you food."

She had barely finished speaking when she exclaimed in surprise, "Brother-in-law, you've already started eating?"

Xia Qiu explained, "This was sent by your second brother-in-law's eldest brother and sister-in-law. His sister-in-law is off today, and she happened to have some chicken soup at home. She heard the factory's announcement and sent some over."

Hearing her older sister's words and recalling the discussions she had just overheard, Chunxiao wondered, "Did the factory really punish those people? Or was it just talk?"

Xia Qiu took the lunchbox from Chun Xiao: "They've already been publicly criticized, so they're really serious about it."

Chunxiao asked curiously, "Then shouldn't the factory compensate my brother-in-law?"

Xia Qiu frowned and said, "It's not like the factory ordered them to beat up your brother-in-law, so what compensation are you asking for?"

Chunxiao said somewhat awkwardly, "I just asked casually, why are you angry, Big Sister?"

Xia Qiu originally planned to go back and get her food herself, but she was delayed and didn't have time. She's also annoyed by Chunxiao's lack of boundaries.

It wasn't that she was overthinking it, but Chunxiao definitely had another meaning behind her question. Not wanting to continue the conversation, she said, "You should go back and eat. I'll bring the lunchbox back later."

Chunxiao knew that if she asked again, her older sister would really get angry: "Fine, our class has to participate in the National Day performance tomorrow, so we have to leave early in the morning and get some rest early tonight. I'll go back now."

Upon hearing this, Xia Qiu casually asked, "Have you returned the clothes your second brother-in-law borrowed for you?" Chun Xiao replied awkwardly, "I was planning to return them after the performance, but the school said our class's program would be participating in the National Day performance, and I've already told my second brother-in-law about it."

Xia Qiu sensed something was off about her expression: "Alright, after the performance, hurry up and return the clothes. Don't make things difficult for your second brother-in-law. After all, it was borrowed from the logistics department, and it's not good to keep not returning it."

Chunxiao mumbled a few replies: "Dad said he'll come over to stay with you tonight. Sister, you should go home early, Junjun will be looking for you when it gets dark."

After speaking, he left.

After everyone left, Xia Qiu opened the lunchbox and said, "Don't you think Chunxiao is acting a little strange?"

Qiu Shaofeng thought for a moment: "Yes, when you mentioned returning the clothes, her expression did seem a bit off."

Xia Qiu suddenly looked up, her hands stopping what they were doing: "You mean there might be something wrong with those borrowed clothes?"

"No way, didn't we tell her countless times? Besides, their class is going to participate in the National Day performance tomorrow. If there was really a problem with the clothes, she probably wouldn't have said that."

"Yes, but I still feel like something's not quite right."

"Alright, she's so old, stop worrying about her so much."

What they didn't know was that Chunxiao sighed heavily as she left the ward. There was indeed a performance tomorrow, and their class was indeed going to participate. But what would happen to those clothes after tomorrow?
She's at her wit's end.

If my second sister finds out that I have several outfits that I'm not going back to, I wonder if she'll turn on me.
I explained it to them clearly, and they agreed readily, but they still cut the clothes. It's so frustrating!

(End of this chapter)