After Transmigrating Into a Book, I Married a Divorced Man (1970s)

The female protagonist transmigrated into a novel she wrote herself, playing the role of a vixenish supporting character. In the book, she caused trouble until her death on the streets, and her act...

Chapter 11 The Courtyard House I've Always Dreamed Of

Holding lipsticks and handkerchiefs, she led Lu Feng to the main room. "Here you go, your little bag. I used to want you to dress up, but you always made yourself look weird. Now you've come to your senses."

Lin Wanwan picked up the small bag and looked at it. It was a very delicate buckle bag, only the size of an adult man's palm. Lin Wanwan didn't know what kind of material it was made of.

It feels very comfortable to the touch. It has a cherry print on it, and the clasp has two large pearls. The handle is made of smaller pearls, so you can hang it directly on your hand.

"Mom, it looks great! You have such good taste!" Lin Wanwan immediately flattered her.

"Stop flattering me, hurry up and eat. Lu Feng brought these soup dumplings this morning, just because I mentioned you liked them," He Yumei urged Lu Feng to sit down quickly. "Lu Feng, your uncle went to work and can't have dinner with you, please don't mind."

“Aunt He, please don’t be so polite. Tomorrow I will be calling them Mom and Dad, so please don’t treat me like an outsider,” Lu Feng said naturally as he sat down next to Lin Wanwan.

He Yumei was naturally overjoyed to hear him say that. "Alright, alright, hurry up and eat breakfast. Where are you going later? Drive carefully and don't rush."

Lu Feng replied good-naturedly, "I'll take Wanwan to see the yard my mom mentioned later. I got the property certificate, so we'll transfer the ownership later."

Lin Wanwan looked at him with bright eyes, "Really for me?"

"I brought everything, do you want to see it? Or do you not want it?" Lu Feng turned his head and picked up a soup dumpling for her. "Is it good? This one."

"It's delicious! I've never had anything this good outside. Where did you buy it?" Lin Wanwan had already eaten four or five soup dumplings and still wanted more.

Lu Feng turned his head and said to her, "The housekeeper at home made this. If you like it, ask her to make it more often."

Lin Wanwan nodded, "Okay, aren't you afraid I'll take the house, sell it, and run away without getting a marriage certificate with you?"

Before Lu Feng could speak, He Yumei scolded her, "What nonsense are you spouting, you little brat? Are you asking for a beating again?"

Lu Feng chuckled and said, "It's alright, where can you run off to? Your eyes lit up when you heard about that house, are you really willing to sell it?"

Lin Wanwan thought for a moment, "I really can't bear to part with it. I have to keep it carefully. I will never sell it in this lifetime. If you dare to sell it, I will chop off your hand."

He Yumei was amused by her expression and wanted to laugh, but Lu Feng laughed out loud. "Okay, I won't sell it," he said, and then put some soup dumplings on her plate.

"I'm not eating anymore, I'm full. I'll eat half, and you can have the rest," Lin Wanwan took a bite and put it back into Lu Feng's bowl.

Lu Feng didn't say anything and just ate it.

"You two are so mushy. Do you think half a soup dumpling will kill you?" Lin Xiaohai looked at them with disgust.

Lin Wanwan looked at him and said, "If you're so capable, then don't get a girlfriend in the future. Otherwise, you'll see how I laugh at you. I'll just die from eating that half a soup dumpling. You have a problem with that?"

He Yumei and her brother were bickering. "Why did you provoke your sister? What can your mouth do besides eat? Can you even talk back to her?"

Lin Xiaohai shut up and ate his food, not wanting to provoke her.

Lin Wanwan was in a good mood; she was so excited to finally see the courtyard house of her dreams.