Chen Tinghan breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Shikui lay there counting money while observing Chen Tinghan from the corner of her eye. Seeing her brother's extremely useless expression, she couldn't help but pout and said, "It's not like I have to control you, scumbag."
Chen Tinghan coughed twice and said, "Who bribed you first, Sister Shanshan or Sister Xueyan?"
"What do you mean by bribe? That's really harsh." Chen Shikui glared at him and said, "I voluntarily stood up against that scumbag!"
"Then give me back the red envelope." Chen Tinghan glanced at his sister.
"Speaking of which," Chen Shikui said with a smile, "My brother is able to deceive so many outstanding girls because of his charm."
"Are you trying to make amends or are you just escalating your insults?" Chen Tinghan shrugged helplessly and said, "Okay, get up and eat, or your mother won't whine again."
"You're talking like I'm not your mother." Chen Shikui rolled her eyes, hid the red envelope under her pillow, and suddenly started to act coquettishly again: "I don't want to eat it, that boiled chicken is full of fat, even the chicken breast is greasy."
"I thought of it, so I brought you some barbecue."
"Yeah? Can I buy barbecue at this time?" Shikui asked curiously.
Chen Tinghan explained: "It's a little early, but it's the fifteenth of the lunar year today, so even if you spend a little more money and look for the store, you can still find it."
Chen Shikui looked at her brother and suddenly made a cute nasal sound: "Humph, scumbag."
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The Chen family has made a living by farming for generations. Although not everyone can be said to be simple and honest, there are indeed not so many rules. Especially when Old Man Chen took over the family, there were even fewer complicated rules, and there was no requirement to wait for anyone before eating.
So when the brother and sister arrived at the dining table, they found that only Old Man Chen, who had been the loudest in calling out for people, was missing. Everyone continued to eat as usual, except Chen Tinghan, who was a little curious: "What's going on? Where's my dad?"
Cheng Zhilan rolled her eyes and said, "He said he was going to check on the chickens and ducks in the shed, and the fruits and vegetables in the garden. If there are pigs, cattle, or sheep at home, I'm afraid they won't be able to escape today."
Chen Tinghan was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Wang Jinling beside him. The latter said shyly, "I can't stop it."
Chen Tinghan grinned and said, "That's just how Old Chen behaves. Don't bother with him."
"How can you call me daddy when you're older than me?" Cheng Zhilan scolded him, but her face didn't show any reprimand. Instead, she smiled and said, "But it's true. Ah Ling, don't mind it. If you want anything to eat, just ask."
"Okay." Wang Jinling smiled sweetly.
Chen Tinghan really wanted to complain about the name Ah Ling, while his sister Shikui looked at her elegant manners and felt that her future sister-in-law was an absolute beauty, but she seemed very...melancholy.
The table was simple: a simple fried fish dish, two large plates of sizzling white-cut chicken, and a pot of radish soup. It was simple, homely flavor. Fortunately, Wang Jinling had no dietary restrictions. It was as if, in his two lives, he had never really understood her preferences.
The two are indispensable parts of each other's souls, but they are also strangers to each other.
How sad. Fortunately, both of them have the rest of their lives to correct this tragic mistake.
After dinner, Wang Jinling said she wanted him to take her around this place. This was exactly the purpose of Chen Tinghan bringing her back: to get away from worldly affairs, change the environment, and relax.
There was an iron cage in the yard, with some birds in it, chirping non-stop. About two years later, the birds were probably eaten by the stomach, and a snake was raised underneath instead. It has disappeared now.
The backyard was spacious, with some fruit trees planted there, including longans and lychees. However, it was out of season now, so it would take a while for them to bear fruit. Chen Tinghan pointed to a low coconut tree and said, "I planted it."
"So short." Wang Jinling said with a smile.
"When I first planted it as a child, I thought about it every day. During the summer vacation, I would come here every day after waking up and before going to bed to see it, thinking that it would grow into a big tree overnight." Chen Tinghan said: "But when I came back the next winter vacation, I had completely forgotten that I had buried a coconut with my own hands.
In my previous life, I was already over 30 years old. At that time, it seemed that I had no chance to grow up and was fixed in shape."
Wang Jinling lowered her eyelashes. She knew this man too well, and subconsciously said, "Are you going to lecture me again?"
"No, what I mean is..." Chen Tinghan said, "I am lucky enough to have a second chance to water it and make up for my previous neglect."
Wang Jinling glanced at him, then turned and looked back into the dense forest.
She was in a bad mood, of course, because of Chen Tinghan. In addition to her dependence on him, she also had an indescribable emotion towards him.
This made him very nervous.
Chen Tinghan has done so many things, but if he can't make her live a happy life, then these things are meaningless.
Wang Jinling suddenly asked, "Do you come back often?"
He was silent for a moment and then said, "My old man is quite similar to my uncle Cheng Jun. They are both from the Gu family. There is a big family relationship to maintain. Besides, my hometown is close to the city. I will be called back whenever I can."
"Is that so?" Wang Jinling said lightly, as if she was daydreaming.
He saw the pile of sweet potatoes in the corner, laughed, and said, "Would you like to roast some sweet potatoes?"
Wang Jinling simply replied, "Okay."
Then Chen Tinghan got busy, fetching water and digging a hole, while Wang Jinling and Shikui, who came to the backyard, went to pick up some dead branches and leaves.
As soon as the pit was dug, Wang Jinling came back with some firewood. Chen Tinghan lowered his head and mixed the mud, saying, "I loved doing this when I was a kid. I would cover the sweet potatoes with mud, pile them in the fire pit, and squat beside the fire watching the fire all day long."
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