Lin Zhiheng was so excited that when he got up, he moved the table and almost overturned it.
“I’ve confirmed that you are a member of the Yi family. You can’t deny it.” Old Mrs. Lu then looked at Lin Qingyan: “Lin Qingyan, I still stand by what I said before. I advise you to leave Zhengting on your own initiative. Just pretend you never knew each other.”
Lin Qingyan lowered her eyes and pursed her lips.
Lin Zhiheng clenched his fists tightly. After a while, he said, "Sister, it's all my fault that you can't be with Brother Lu. Anyway, we only became siblings later, so why don't we sever our ties? If you have nothing to do with me, you won't be involved in the Lu family and Yi family's affairs."
"Xiao Heng, don't be impulsive. This old woman is determined not to let me be with Zheng Ting, so what she said might be true. Putting aside whether the Lu family and the Yi family have any enmity, you might not even be a child of the Yi family. Even if both of these things are true, your sister will not abandon you. We said we would be siblings forever."
"But you and Brother Lu."
Lin Qingyan smiled and said, "Xiao Heng, you forgot that you were the first person I met. If I had to choose one, I would choose you."
In a military camp thousands of miles away, Lu Zhengting was walking back to his dormitory when he suddenly sneezed loudly. He rubbed his nose, and the corners of his mouth immediately turned up in a smile.
Who's thinking about him?
That's quite a clever idea.
Feng Yidong joked, "Oh dear, it must be your sister-in-law missing you. Look at how big your sneeze is. Once your marriage application is approved, you should hurry back to pick her up, otherwise I'm afraid she'll miss you so much she'll get lovesick."
Lu Zhengting was overjoyed upon hearing this, but disdainfully chased Feng Yidong away.
"Go away, go away, do you need to worry about my wife?"
However, he was genuinely afraid that his wife would fall ill with lovesickness, because he himself was almost sick of it.
In Lin Qingyan's courtyard in Mopan Village Brigade
Lin Zhiheng choked up after hearing Lin Qingyan's words, "Sister."
"Xiao Heng, don't overthink it. Maybe this is just a story he made up to force me to back down. Wouldn't it be foolish of us to believe it so easily?"
Lin Zhiheng nodded, but in his heart he was making the worst-case scenario plan.
He couldn't let his own actions break up his sister and Lu Zhengting.
If everything Grandma Lu said is true, he will leave his sister and go far away, never to appear in front of them again.
Lin Qingyan said to Old Madam Lu, "I don't believe a word you say. Your arrival has seriously affected the mood of the three of us. I ask you to leave immediately."
Grandma Lu was absolutely certain that she would break up Lu Zhengting and Lin Qingyan this time.
However, she also witnessed once again that Lin Qingyan was not easily fooled.
No wonder she managed to snag their family's most outstanding grandson; she's definitely got some skills.
"It's okay if you don't believe me now. I'll find a way to make you believe me. I'll have the second son and his wife come and see this Yi family child for themselves. You are his sister, and the second son and his wife will absolutely not allow you to marry Zheng Ting."
Lin Qingyan snorted coldly and called her Granny Lin.
"Mother-in-law, I don't want to see them anymore. Please see them out for me."
Grandma Lin immediately went to the corner to get a broom and chased away Grandma Lu and Shen Mengya.
Seeing her posture, Old Mrs. Lu and Shen Mengya took the initiative to retreat and leave.
When they reached the door, Old Mrs. Lu didn't forget to say something harsh to Lin Qingyan: "Look at you, you really have no manners at all. You actually had someone bring a broom to chase us away. Is this how you treat your elders?"
Lin Qingyan didn't speak. Grandma Lin waved the broom and said, "Get out of here, get far away, and don't bother our girl again."
After Old Mrs. Lu and Shen Mengya left, Shen Mengya wondered what deep-seated hatred existed between the Lu family and the Yi family.
"Grandma, do we really have a deep grudge against the Yi family?"
Grandma Lu glanced at him. "Of course, there are many things that you younger generation don't know, and I don't want to bring them up. But now that something has happened, we have to talk about it. You'll know when your Uncle Lu and Aunt Lu arrive."
After they left, Lin Qingyan noticed that Lin Zhiheng had become much more silent than before.
She couldn't help but feel resentment towards Old Mrs. Lu.
Xiao Heng had finally found a sunny and cheerful life, but this time he was hit with another blow.
Before, after dinner, the three of them would sit in the yard and chat for a while, or the two of them would continue to learn kung fu from Grandma Lin. With Grandma Lin, this lively character, around, they were happy every day.
After finishing his meal, Lin Zhiheng lowered his head and silently returned to his room, closing the door tightly behind him.
Lin Qingyan was worried about him, so after knocking on the door and receiving a response from inside, she pushed the door open and went in.
Inside the room, Lin Zhiheng sat alone on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) with his head down.
Lin Qingyan sat down beside him: "Xiao Heng, I've already told you, don't overthink it. You're only making things difficult for yourself. That old woman did it on purpose, don't believe anything she says."
“But, but,” Lin Zhiheng said, looking very distressed, “the clothes I wore when I was little really had the character ‘Yi’ embroidered on them. Tianjin and Beijing are so close to each other, I’m so scared, I really am a child of the Yi family.”
"Even if it is, so what? The old lady may have made up a story. Don't feel guilty about it."
"If what she said is true, sister, let's break off our relationship. Although we won't be siblings anymore, I will always remember how good you were to me."
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