Lin Qinghuan found a chair and sat down. She glanced at Li Lan, who was killing a chicken in the yard, and then looked back at the villagers who were peeking from the doorway. She sighed inwardly. The engagement day should have been lively, but Lin Dafeng's house was sadly quiet. Perhaps they were not sure if Lin Feng would come to propose, so they did not invite any relatives or friends.

Lin Qinghuan couldn't help but recall that she herself had been disliked in the past, and felt a sense of shared misfortune.

Li Lan and Lin Dafeng finished cooking, and everyone sat down around the table. Qing Huan looked at the large bowl of chicken, a plate of cured meat, an egg drop soup, and a plate of stir-fried vegetables on the table, and it looked pretty good.

"Please don't stand on ceremony, everyone. Eat as much as you like, just like you're at home," Lin Fusheng said politely.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin smiled calmly, and everyone picked up their chopsticks to eat. The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward, but fortunately, no conflict occurred.

After the meal, the two families exchanged pleasantries, and then Mr. and Mrs. Lin got up to say goodbye, leaving with Lin Qinghuan and Lin Qing.

When they got home, Grandpa Lin was chatting with Lin Fu and Wei Hong. When Grandpa Lin saw them come back, he waved to Lin Qinghuan, and Li Qinghuan smiled and sat down next to him.

Grandpa Lin asked Lin Qinghuan with a smile, "How was it? No noise, right?"

"There was no noise, but the atmosphere was a bit awkward," Lin Qinghuan said.

"Your parents aren't happy with this marriage, so the fact that they agreed to come and propose is already quite good," Grandpa Lin said.

Lin Qinghuan chuckled and said, "Grandpa, even if my parents don't agree, Lin Feng will still come to propose marriage with betrothal gifts."

"A marriage that is not approved by parents will not be happy," Grandpa Lin said.

Lin Qinghuan disagreed with Grandpa Lin's opinion, saying, "A marriage forced by parents is not necessarily going to be happy."

Grandpa Lin smiled, too lazy to refute Lin Qinghuan, and instead asked, "You usually rarely pay attention to your eldest and second brothers. If I hadn't asked you to help carry things today, you would definitely have ignored Lin Feng's affairs like Lin Piaoxue did?"

“Grandpa, they treated me like that before, and I’m already being very magnanimous by not retaliating. Treating them like ordinary people is the greatest tolerance I can show. But it’s very difficult for me to treat them like my own brothers and give to them unconditionally,” Lin Qinghuan said truthfully.

Grandpa Lin sighed and did not force Lin Qinghuan to do anything she did not want to do.

Lin Fu and Wei Hong exchanged a glance. If they were Lin Qinghuan, they would definitely never associate with the three Lin brothers again.

"Grandpa, when are we going back to the city?" Lin Qinghuan asked.

Lin Qinghuan didn't want to stay in Baiyun Village any longer; there was no one here worth her staying. "Grandpa, when are we going back to the city?"

"We have many things to take care of at the company, so we'll be leaving tomorrow," Grandpa Lin replied.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qinghuan was overjoyed and stood up with a smile, "Then I'll go and pack some clean clothes."

Watching Lin Qinghuan's cheerful figure as she walked away, Wei Hong sighed, "Boss, if you hadn't gone home for the New Year, Qinghuan would never have wanted to come back."

"It's all the fault of the second son and his wife; they can't blame Qinghuan," Grandpa Lin said.

Lin Fuwei nodded in agreement; indeed, it wasn't Lin Qinghuan's fault.

next day

Lin's father and mother watched Lin Qinghuan and the others leave with reluctance, and only withdrew their gazes after the car had disappeared from sight.

Seeing her parents' reluctant expressions, Lin Piaoxue felt uncomfortable and said sourly, "Mom and Dad, Lin Qinghuan and the others have already gone far away. If you're so reluctant to let them go, why don't you come back to the city with them?"