Just as Aunt Chen reached the Lin family's door with the list in her hand, she saw Grandma Qin rushing over angrily with a stick in her hand.
She hurried forward, "Grandma Qin, what brings you here?"
Aunt Chen deliberately asked loudly so that the people inside the house could hear her.
"Get out of the way!"
Who are you saying is unclean?
"The eldest granddaughter of the Lin family spends all her time fooling around with that grandson of Granny Lan. She's probably already a slut, ptooey!" Grandma Qin shouted loudly, wishing she could summon the whole village.
Even if Li Zhaodi had successfully registered today, she probably wouldn't have come knocking on her door.
"Grandma Qin, you can't just say things like that. We were talking about cleanliness and hygiene. There have always been rules for hiring, and we're not targeting anyone specifically." Aunt Chen really wanted to cover her mouth.
Lin Ziyan came out of the house and happened to hear the last sentence of her curse. Her gaze instantly turned cold.
When Aunt Qin saw her, she spat and was about to curse when Aunt Chen stopped her before she could speak.
"I'm dating Grandma Lan's grandson. Both families know this. If you don't know, don't talk nonsense!" Lin Ziyan said coldly.
The seafood market opening was marked by burning paper money, and now there's this incident of someone coming to her door to hurl insults. Lin Ziyan felt she had been more than polite to Aunt Qin.
"Pah! You think you can just start dating like that? Who are you trying to fool?" Aunt Qin said sarcastically, her face full of disbelief.
Aunt Chen was stunned; she hadn't expected Ah Yan to say that.
Those who gathered to watch the spectacle were all somewhat skeptical.
"Who did my granddaughter lie to?" Grandma Lin asked as she returned from the vegetable garden carrying a red bucket.
"Grandma Qin said she's dating Granny Lan's grandson. I think she's a vixen..."
"Smack!"
Lin Atai stepped forward and slapped him across the face, saying, "People who spit filth all the time deserve to be hit."
Tan Atai raised the wooden stick, but Lin Atai pulled it forcefully and flung it aside.
The two grandmothers started fighting, and no one dared to step forward to separate them.
"You say my wife isn't clean? Is everyone in your Lin family clean?"
"I couldn't give birth to a son, my adopted son ran away early, and my son-in-law died..." Aunt Qin tore at herself, still trying to hurt herself.
"Everyone in the village knows your doghouse is dirty, why would anyone bother to publicize it?"
“You do have a grandson, but he’s a hopeless case, not even a fraction as good as my Ah Yan…” Lin Atai was even more scathing in her words.
Lin Ziyan's brow twitched. She wanted to go forward but couldn't grab the person because her hand was injured. Aunt Chen stopped her from going over.
Finally, it was Secretary Qin who arrived and separated the two.
Qin Atai's hands were covered in scratches, her hair was completely disheveled, and she stared sharply at Lin Atai.
"Qin Guihua, I told you last time, if I hear you cursing my Ayan again, I'll tear your mouth apart." Qin Atai sat on the stone stool in front of her house, panting.
Lin Ziyan hurriedly stepped forward to help her catch her breath.
When Secretary Qin learned the cause of the matter, he was so angry that he laughed.
"Grandma Qin, you were wrong this time. The factory has standards for hiring. If you don't hire your daughter-in-law, you'll come knocking on the door. If everyone acted like you, wouldn't everything be in chaos?" Secretary Qin said sternly.
Qin Atai continued to stare at the Lin family members without saying a word.
She put her hands behind her back, turned around and left, muttering to herself.
"Grandma, come inside and have some water..." Lin Ziyan helped Grandma up.
Grandma Lin patted her hand, as if to comfort her.
Aunt Chen said, "Grandma, don't rush into fights in the future. If someone gets hurt, we'll be the ones who suffer."
Others tried to persuade him, but Secretary Qin shook his head and turned away.
After recovering, Lin Atai felt much better and nodded, but thought to herself that she would fight back next time.
When Grandma Lan arrived, the people who had gathered in front of the Lin family's house had dispersed.
She walked quickly into the yard, her face full of worry.
"Grandma Lin..."
Lin Atai responded and watched the craftsmen move the furniture.
Today, furniture was delivered to the house, and Lin Ziyan stayed home waiting for it to be delivered.
The commotion at the door had just subsided when the furniture was delivered.
Grandma Lan said, "Ayan, don't move. I just called Yun Shen's factory and asked them to come and help."
She ran into Grandma Lin in the vegetable garden, overheard her talking about it, and then rushed home to make a phone call.
Unexpectedly, the two grandmothers started fighting in no time.
"Since the craftsmen are helping with the loading, let's not delay their work," said Grandma Lin calmly.
Lin Ziyan said, "Teacher, I won't do it myself. Please ask Master to put everything away for me..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yunshen and Yang Yanzhou walked into the courtyard at the same time.
The two of them walked over and listened the whole way, and learned about the fight.
"Grandma Lin, let's go inside and chat. Let the young people keep an eye on things." Grandma Lan pulled Grandma Lan into the inner room.
…
After all the furniture was in place, Yang Yanzhou finally had a good look at the layout of the house.
Lu Yunshen picked up a broom and helped clean up the trash.
"Tsk, there's even a study, a tea room, a balcony..." Yang Yanzhou liked it more and more as he looked at it.
He was stunned for several seconds when he saw the glass partition separating the balcony.
You can't see inside from the outside, but you can see clearly from the inside.
"I was originally planning to build a glass room, but the craftsman couldn't do it," Lin Ziyan said with a faint smile.
The second floor has a large balcony, which will be very convenient for things like barbecuing or moon-viewing in the future.
She also plans to put a few potted plants on the balcony and buy a parasol...
"What is a glass room?" Lu Yunshen asked.
The three of them sat on wicker chairs on the balcony, where they could see the sea at a glance.
Lin Ziyan was leisurely brewing tea when she casually remarked, "We should also seal the roof of this balcony with glass so we can sit here at night and watch the stars, and watch the rain on rainy days."
"Of course, we'll also build a shade structure at the end, so people can block out the sun if they don't want to be in the sun."
Yang Yanzhou was stunned; he had never imagined that houses could be built like this.
He had seen floor-to-ceiling windows and glass walls abroad, but he had never seen the kind Lin Ziyan described.
Lu Yunshen raised an eyebrow slightly, secretly noting it down in his mind.
A sea breeze blows, carrying a slight chill.
Autumn here seems to have just arrived and is already almost over.
"Longjing?" Yang Yanzhou asked in surprise after taking a sip of tea.
Lin Ziyan: "Yes, I bought some from Sister Fang's shop, not much."
She has always preferred tea to coffee, and when she used to stay up late waiting for fish fry, she drank tea most often to stay awake.
Lu Yunshen's lips curved into a smile, and his brows furrowed with amusement.
Yang Yanzhou stood on the balcony, looking at the boundless sea, slowly sipping his tea and enjoying the moment.
A large cargo ship was speeding toward the port, smoke billowing from its stern.
"Brother Shen, look at that ship, doesn't it look familiar?" Yang Yanzhou suddenly shouted.
Lu Yunshen stood up, looked in the direction he was pointing, and his gaze instantly darkened.
The ship was speeding towards the port...
Lin Ziyan pursed her lips. She could recognize the graffiti on the ship; it was pirates!
"Could it be trying to head towards the newly built port?" Yang Yanzhou murmured.
The three of them exchanged a quick glance, then turned and ran downstairs.
If they really head towards the newly built port, there might be bombs or something on board...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com