Strict Wife Of The '70s Manages The Household-Chapter 885

Lin Lan tied a rope to carry it on her back for fear that the thermos would be damaged. Thne, she sat on the seat and put one hand around Han Qingsong’s waist.

Han Qingsong carried her steadily and quickly while also shielding her from the wind on the road.

Zheng Yaozu was the only one at home as the others were either weaving or chatting with the old man. Haonan and Qiaoqiao were not there either.

Zheng Yaozu was drawing some patterns at home. According to Lin Lan’s suggestion, Lin Mei asked him to design some simple patterns so that he could weave better in the future. It didn’t need to be complicated since just a little change was enough to make a dull country cloth coquettish.

Lin Lan called out “Third Sister, Third Brother-in-law,” Zheng Yaozu in the room happily put down his pen and ran out, greeting her enthusiastically, “Sister-in-law, you haven’t come for a while, you are finally here! Oh, you didn’t need to bring anything…”

It’s Director Han!

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Entering the yard, seeing the tall and strong Han Qingsong next to Lin Lan, Zheng Yaozu’s smile faltered before it immediately became brighter. He stepped forward and shook hands with Han Qingsong, “Hello, Little Brother-in-law.”

Han Qingsong, “…”

He shook hands with Zheng Yaozu silently.

When Han Qingsong’s warm and powerfully large hand held his, Zheng Yaozu’s eyes widened instantly, as if his soul was about to be squeezed out. When Han Qingsong let him go, he rubbed his hands quickly and glanced at the back of his hands. Oh, there were several white finger marks already! How strong was he??

He was about to cry. What was the point of this strength? All he did was praise his Little Sister-in-law’s looks— was that a crime? It’s not a lie after all(2).

(T/N: I suppose that Zheng Yaozu praised her before or something? I’m not too sure where the ‘praise’ came from but let’s just go with it)

Seeing him grinning, Lin Lan laughed, “Brother-in-law, you can talk to your brother-in-law. I’ll go to the weaving shop in your village to take a look.”

Zheng Yaozu was really about to cry. He was asked to guard his brother-in-law who was as cold as an iceberg? How could he have the courage? If you said that you wanted to come, then why bring along gifts? And if you were going to bring gifts, then why bring your man along too? 🙁

But Lin Lan didn’t care about all that. Her Director Han was so kind and amiable who never bullied anybody and didn’t talk much. He could sit there quietly for a long time.

So, she left on her own.

Zheng Yaozu was nervous when facing Han Qingsong alone to the point where his forehead began to sweat, “L-Little Brother-in-law…d-do you want to drink some water?” He raised his sleeve to wipe his sweat.

Han Qingsong, “You are not a spy, so why are you afraid of me?”

Zheng Yaozu shook his head, “…I am not afraid when there is a group of people with me… I’m not afraid,” He was just a little nervous when facing him alone.

Han Qingsong sat upright. Watching Zheng Yaozu’s forehead starting to sweat, he was very puzzled— this room was not hot at all? Or was Zheng Yaozu not in good health? He didn’t really look that strong.

Zheng Yaozu, “…L-little Brother-in-law…”

Han Qingsong couldn’t bear it anymore, “Little Brother-in-law?”

Zheng Yaozu quickly changed his words, “B-brother-in-law, ha ha, have some water,” You aren’t my little brother-in-law anymore; you’re my ancestor!