But soon, Song Huaiqing calmed down again.
I feel that Lin Yiwan is just being naughty and I can just coax her back.
A rich aroma wafted from the kitchen. When Lin Yiwan brought the last plate of braised pork to the table, she heard steady footsteps coming from the yard.
"The old man is back!" Chen Fangying's eyes lit up.
Song Zhenguo walked in wearing a neat military uniform, the general stars on his epaulettes sparkling under the light. The old man's sharp eyes swept across the living room, and his expression softened when he saw Xie Lin: "When did A Lin arrive?"
“I just arrived.” Xie Lin stood up to greet him, his posture as straight as a pine tree.
Lin Yiwan handed over the hot towel: "Grandpa, wipe it off, you can eat now."
Song Zhenguo took the towel and suddenly stared at her face and frowned: "Wan girl, is the frostbite on your face coming back again?"
The calloused hands had a few cracks that were still oozing blood.
"It's okay. I didn't pay attention to protection when I went to the fields."
She subconsciously tucked her hair into her sleeves, but was stopped by the ointment handed to her by Xie Lin.
"I just happened to bring one with me. It will feel better if you apply it after meals."
No matter how serious Xie Lin's voice was, Lin Yiwan didn't refuse. She took the ointment and thanked him.
Song Huaiqing had been chatting with Lin Yirou. When he heard that it was time for dinner, he hurriedly called her to the restaurant and attentively pulled out a stool for her.
Lin Yirou cast a smug look at Lin Yiwan.
But to her surprise, Lin Yiwan didn't even glance at her and sat down next to Chen Fangying.
Lin Yirou felt confused and frustrated.
Finally, she secretly glared at Lin Yiwan a few times.
Chen Fangying saw it and couldn't help frowning.
"Grandma, drink the soup. I made it especially for you."
Lin Yiwan has already started making arrangements for Chen Fangying.
Chen Fangying felt even more distressed when she saw the sensible and thoughtful Lin Yiwan.
"The bone soup cooked by Wan Yatou is the most nutritious." Chen Fangying deliberately raised her voice, "It's not like some people who drink all that foreign ink all day and can only make two slices of dry bread."
When Lin Yirou came to their house last year, she cooked a Western meal for them, but even the dog hated it.
Lin Yirou's face froze, then she smiled and said, "Grandma, I learned a lot of nutrition knowledge in the United States. High-purine foods like this are actually not good for the elderly..."
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Song Zhenguo.
"Just eat, why are you so particular?" Song Zhenguo said, then turned to Lin Yiwan and said with a smile, "Wan girl, I heard that the new variety you cultivated has a 30% higher drought resistance?"
Lin Yiwan was about to answer when Lin Yirou suddenly interrupted: "Brother-in-law, pass me the pepper please~"
She deliberately dragged out her tone, and her red-painted nails rested on Song Huaiqing's wrist.
The sudden interruption of English made the atmosphere suddenly become very strange.
Since the reform and opening up, people who have gone abroad have been shocked when they see the prosperity on the other side of the ocean.
After coming back, they will sell everything they have to flee to the Lighthouse Country.
The impact of this trend has left a mental imprint on the minds of most people.
That is, everything from abroad is good, and everything from domestic is rustic, backward and cheap.
How many people are trying their best to go abroad.
In China, people who can speak a little English are looked up to.
Not to mention people like Lin Yirou who came back from abroad.
But Lin Yirou, who originally wanted to make Lin Yiwan look like a country bumpkin, knew that her words had directly touched Song Zhenguo's nerves.
He had fought wars all his life, but at the end of the day, these people all fell in love with his own country and licked the United States. How could he accept this?
"Pah!" Song Zhenguo slammed his chopsticks on the table. "If you want to talk, speak Mandarin properly!"
Chen Fangying took the opportunity to pick up a piece of braised pork for Lin Yiwan: "Eat more, you have lost weight recently."
After saying that, he turned around and sneered at Lin Yirou, "Some people have eaten too many delicacies from mountains and seas, and I'm afraid they will be dissatisfied with the simple meals we have."
Lin Yirou pulled Song Huaiqing's sleeve in grievance.
Seeing Lin Yirou's red eyes, Song Huaiqing immediately held her hand with concern: "Grandpa, Yirou has been abroad for a long time, it is normal for her to change for a while."
As he spoke, his eyes swept towards Lin Yiwan coldly: "There are some people who often gossip in front of grandpa and grandma, right?"
Lin Yiwan was picking out fish bones for Chen Fangying and almost laughed out loud.
She slowly put the chopped fish into the old man's bowl, not even bothering to lift her eyelids: "Song Huaiqing, when have you ever seen me tell tales?"
"Then explain to me why grandma is so dissatisfied with Yirou?" Song Huaiqing pressed.
Xie Lin suddenly placed the teacup heavily on the table, making a "dong" sound. The copper buttons on the sleeves of his military uniform shone coldly under the light, and his voice was even colder than the metal: "Song Huaiqing, watch your words."
"Uncle, this is our family affair." Song Huaiqing stubbornly retorted, but did not dare to look Xie Lin in the eye.
Seeing that someone was backing her up, Lin Yirou immediately added fuel to the fire: "Brother-in-law, maybe my sister just... likes me too much..."
As he spoke, he squeezed out two tears.
"Enough!" Song Zhenguo stood up suddenly, making the dishes in front of him clatter. The old general's eyes widened as he pointed at the gate and shouted, "Get out! Get out with your fake foreign devils!"
Sheng Yuelan hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Dad, Huaiqing and the others meant well..."
"Shut up!" Chen Fangying slammed the table. "Look at the good son you taught! For an outsider, he even wronged his own wife!"
Lin Yiwan sat quietly, as if this farce had nothing to do with her. Only Xie Lin noticed that the tips of her fingers holding the chopsticks had turned white.
"Grandpa, grandma, don't get angry and hurt your body." She advised softly, her voice was like a clear spring, extinguishing most of the anger of the two elderly people.
Song Zhenguo took a deep breath and pointed at Song Huaiqing: "Take away your 'good intentions' and get out of my sight immediately!"
Song Huaiqing was humiliated in public, feeling embarrassed and awkward.
Finally, he glared at Lin Yiwan fiercely.
"Lin Yiwan! If you dare to do this to Yirou, you will regret it!"
After saying that, he pulled Lin Yirou out.
When the door slammed shut, Sheng Yuelan looked at Lin Yiwan's expression as if it had nothing to do with her, and she felt so angry that her chest ached.
Chen Fangying was too lazy to pay attention to her daughter-in-law.
After a few years of good life, people have begun to know the difference between good and bad things and regard everything as a treasure, whether it is fragrant or smelly.
"Wan girl, stay here tonight." Chen Fangying patted her cheeks, "I've always had someone clean your room."
Lin Yiwan naturally did not refuse.
She had originally planned to stay and take care of Chen Fangying.
But to her surprise, Xie Lin actually stayed.
They lived on the second floor, but their rooms were a little far apart.
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