Chapter 439: Chapter 407: Still Not Fit to Be a Father (3)
Niu Er’s eyes were wide as a cow’s, "Come on, what does he know? If you say something, he won’t dare say anything. I could tell he’s just your little lackey."
Lin Qiao: "..."
"What are you talking about? If you keep on I’ll just not go."
Niu Er had a lively spirit; if he wasn’t allowed to go, he would probably persist forever.
Upon hearing this, Niu Er’s eyes lit up, "Okay, okay, I’ll shut up. Come over later for a meal, I’ll go weigh the meat now." With that, he shouldered his hoe and rushed off.
Back at the Song Family’s house, Li Guifen and others were scraping the moss off the ground. It’s a slow task that not many households bother with for food.
"Dad." Song Ling ran over and hugged him. Once picked up, he gave him a kiss and earnestly apologized, "Dad, I’m the bad one. I spoke wrongly of you. I won’t do it again."
"Dad, will you forgive me?"
Song Tingfan had never blamed him. He shook his head, "I didn’t blame you."
"Dad, you’re so nice. If it were Mom, she would have hit me long ago." While coaxing his dad, Song Ling also offended his mom.
Lin Qiao: "..."
Li Guifen laughed, "Next time when your mom hits you, tell Grandma, and Grandma will hit her."
As soon as hitting Lin Qiao was mentioned, Song Ling was unwilling, "No, Grandma can’t hit Mom. No one is allowed to hit Mom. Mom is the best mom in the world."
Lin Qiaoxin’s heart warmed a bit. This child was still adorable, "We’re heading to the Niu Family for dinner later, could Mom help cook a little bit of rice?"
"The Niu Family? Which Niu Family?"
"Niu Er."
"Why is Niu Er inviting you for dinner?"
"He said he wasn’t very decent before."
"Oh, he knows he wasn’t decent? He did quite a few shameless things before. Don’t know what kind of luck he had, marrying such a good wife."
Seeing Lin Qiao interested, Li Guifen continued, "Niu Er’s wife is quick and diligent, though a bit hot-tempered. But that’s a good thing, or else she wouldn’t be able to keep Niu Er in check."
If she’s already praising her, then Niu Er indeed married well.
Seeing the two planning to go out without changing clothes, Li Guifen looked disapproving, not wanting them to be outdone, "Change clothes before you go."
Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh. Unable to resist her urging, she and Song Tingfan went in to change clothes.
The clothes they gathered today hadn’t been folded yet, Lin Qiao planned to wear one of them. She handed a piece to Song Tingfan, "Wear..." this...
Before she could finish, small red fruits scattered on the ground like a rain of soybeans.
The two were stunned for a moment and quickly realized who had stuffed them.
Xu Dagui’s mother.
It felt a bit complicated.
Lin Qiao "sighed" and bent down to pick them up, Song Tingfan followed, taking a full quarter of an hour.
Once dressed and out the door, the first thing they did was look at the woman bending down picking at scraps. Evidently aware, she looked up at them.
She shook her head uneasily, then nodded.
Song Tingfan walked over, crouched down, and whispered, "Very sweet."
The woman’s eyes brightened, but she didn’t say anything.
...
At Niu Er’s house
Niu Er, holding something, checked the door repeatedly, anxious: "Why aren’t they here yet? They’re not going to stand me up, are they!"
"Standing you up! Niu Er, your mouth will get you punched one day. They promised, so they’ll definitely be back." The young woman came out of the kitchen, carrying dishes.
Niu Er shrugged his neck, "Wife, give me some face later, huh?"
The young woman glared at him, "How am I not giving you face? As long as you keep your mouth shut and don’t shout, I’d be crazy to yell at you!"
"And when people come over for a meal, don’t take off your shoes. They’ll stink up the place."
"Working makes you stink, of course. I’ll go wash up."
"Go wash, and use some scented soap."
"That scented soap is expensive as hell. You wash yourself. I’ll just rinse with more water."
"If it’s expensive, why’d you buy it? Go use it to wash."
"No, you just be the one to smell good. Heh heh, wife, I like your scent the best."
"Stop saying those things in front of the kids."
Lin Qiao and Song Tingfan heard the couple’s conversation without missing a word. Lin Qiao glanced at Song Tingfan—he probably wouldn’t say these things.
Just then, Niu Er’s wife, Niu You, saw them. Her gaze lingered longer on Lin Qiao’s face. The woman’s features were delicate, her skin fair, no wonder she was known as a beauty in the countryside.
She smiled, "Come in, come in. Niu Er, go bring the meal."
Lin Qiao was a bit surprised by Niu Er’s wife, who had a delicate and pretty appearance. For Niu Er to marry her, his ancestors must have lit a lot of incense.
Niu Er came over with the food, "I thought you weren’t coming, heh heh, sit, sit. My wife’s dishes are really delicious."
