Chapter 11 The Evil Wife in Period Literature 10

Lin Xiang was wearing a military green Lenin uniform and had her hair braided into a big shiny black bun hanging behind her head, adding a bit of competence to her playfulness.

She sat in the back seat of Cheng Jianfeng's car carrying a bag of apples and a bag of brown sugar, looking at the bustling crowd on the street and listening to the "ding-ling ding-ling" sound all the way.

As soon as I entered the gate of the dormitory complex, a gray-haired woman who was washing vegetables at the door saw me and said, "Hey, Captain Cheng, are you bringing your future wife to meet your parents?"

While looking at Lin Xiang with a scanning look, Lin Xiang frowned and felt very uncomfortable.

Cheng Jianfeng hurriedly greeted them and took his partner upstairs.

The old lady turned around and complained to her elder sisters: "That girl looks very tender and her figure doesn't look like she would be good at giving birth. She's nothing like my Juan'er, whose butt is good for giving birth to a son..."

Knowing that she wanted to get together with her granddaughter and Captain Cheng, she agreed with her in her heart, mocking her, this old hag, why didn't she take a piss to look at her granddaughter's behavior...

On the second floor, Father Cheng was busy in the kitchen. He had tried his best to entertain his future daughter-in-law today. Knowing that she liked to eat fish, he prepared a whole fish feast today.

Fish head stewed with tofu, braised crucian carp, a portion of pickled fish, some stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and a portion of braised spareribs. The scene was extremely lively.

These days he has been going to the market to look for ingredients.

Cheng's mother was arranging the fruit plates and cakes neatly outside. She didn't know whether this little girl from the teacher's family was easy to get along with or whether she looked down on our ordinary family.

But Xiaofeng has made some progress. He was actually chosen by the teacher to be a son-in-law. Amitabha, the Cheng family’s ancestral tomb is filled with joy.

But this girl shouldn’t have any flaws, otherwise why would her family fall in love with Xiao Feng?

…………

While she was daydreaming, Cheng's mother heard the door open, and then a girl who seemed to have walked out of a painting followed her son.

Looking at the girl who looked like jade made from white flour, and then looking at her son's skin which looked like it was made from sorghum flour, Cheng's mother was silent for a while.

I must pay my respects to all my ancestors during the Chinese New Year this year, and sure enough, smoke is coming out of the Cheng family’s ancestral tomb.

"Hello, Auntie." Lin Xiang smiled shyly, "I brought you a little gift, it's a token of my appreciation."

Cheng's mother smiled and said, "Oh, it's good that you came. Why did you bring any gifts?"

As she said this, she held her future daughter-in-law's hand and said, "Hmm, she's so soft. It's a good gift for my silly boy."

"Come, sit down first." He brought a cup of hot tea and placed it in Lin Xiang's hand with a smile: "Eat some snacks first to fill your stomach, and then try your uncle's cooking. Your uncle is busy in the kitchen now."

Then she shouted towards the kitchen, "Old Cheng, come out quickly, Xiangxiang is here."

Lin Xiang thanked him shyly, and then she saw a fat middle-aged man with a big smile on his face walking out while taking off his apron, with sweat on his head.

"Hello, Xiangxiang." He greeted her with a smile, looking very adorable.

Lin Xiang stood up and greeted him politely: "Hello, uncle."

Father Cheng waved his hand amiably and went back to the kitchen to continue cooking.

"Xiangxiang, is your family all right?" Mother Cheng was there to keep her company, pushing the fruit plate towards her future daughter-in-law.

“My father…”

As they were chatting with each other, Cheng's father prepared the dishes and asked his son to come over and serve them to him.

"Auntie, let me go and help too." Lin Xiang gestured politely.

"No need, no need. He has been used to doing this since he was a child. Let's just sit here and chat." Cheng's mother said with a smile.

At the dinner table, Cheng's father and mother were always putting food into Lin Xiang's bowl with great enthusiasm. After all, it wasn't easy for their son to trick a girl from a wealthy family into marrying him who was so pretty. No matter what, the parents had to support him and couldn't let the cooked duck fly away.

After dinner, Cheng's parents enthusiastically made an appointment with Lin Xiang to ask a good matchmaker (Director Qin) to visit her home the next day. The implication was self-evident, and you could tell by looking at Cheng Jianfeng's smiling face next to him.

After sending off her future daughter-in-law, Cheng's mother pushed Cheng's father, who was sitting paralyzed, and said, "Dad, your son should either not find a wife or find someone special. Look at Xiangxiang's looks and figure. I never thought he would have a daughter-in-law made of snow."

"So, children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Father Cheng fanned his face with his big hands like a palm leaf fan. "But this boy has the same vision as me, and he is brave. Otherwise, why would I pursue you, marry you home, and then give birth to two such good boys for me."

Hearing Cheng's father talking about the past, Cheng's mother couldn't help but blush: "I'm dying. I'm talking about your son, why are you talking about the past again."

"But to be honest, old man, you have to come over and help me sort out the gifts I need to bring to Xiangxiang's house tomorrow..."

Cheng Jianfeng pushed the cart and walked with Lin Xiang in the alley, looking at her fair face, slender neck, and... stop, his eyes could not move down any further.

But his mind unconsciously recalled the erotic painting his master had given him secretly because he was afraid that he didn't understand. The scene of the two little men fighting kept appearing in his mind, and then... then it became inappropriate for children.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Xiang looked at his red face curiously.

"Ahem." Cheng Jianfeng almost choked on his saliva. He shook off the bad images in his mind and answered seriously: "I'm worried whether tomorrow's meeting will go smoothly. Xiangxiang, are uncle and aunt satisfied with me?"

At this point, he was really worried. Although his family was well-off, it was nothing to the Lin family. Moreover, Wei Dong had said before that Xiangxiang was their family's priceless treasure, and if you wanted to get someone else's treasure, you had to pay a price.

Moreover, Cheng Jianfeng suddenly felt a little guilty because he had not yet told Lin Weidong that he had kidnapped the other person's beloved sister while delivering the letter.

It shouldn't be a big problem, right?

I guess...

Seeing that there was no one around, Lin Xiang suddenly gently pulled his hand. "Okay, I have to go home first. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow." Seeing the object turn around and go home, Cheng Jianfeng felt a little depressed. He really wanted time to pass quickly so that he could move this treasure back to his own nest.

Contrary to what he expected, the meeting the next day went very smoothly, and both parents felt that they had gotten a great deal.

Moreover, the children were already grown up, and with the help of Director Qin, the two sides decided to set the wedding date for the National Day holiday in about twenty days, just in time to take advantage of the national festivity to add to the joy.

Cheng Jianfeng returned home with his parents, feeling full of disbelief. He felt dizzy as if he was finally getting married.

Suddenly, he thought of those comrades in the army who always laughed at him for being a bachelor all his life.

I wrote a few invitation letters in a serious manner and mailed them to them when I had some free time a few days later.