Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 352 - 347: Little Sister Looks as Handsome as Uncle

Chapter 352: Chapter 347: Little Sister Looks as Handsome as Uncle

"His luck is really good, he even became a general."

The moment the lady in the floral pattern said this, Li Guifen became unhappy and frowned, "What do you mean by luck? It’s because Tingfan is capable. If you don’t understand, don’t speak nonsense."

The coachman also disliked what the floral-patterned lady said. Those living on the frontier know the realities of war well; no general relies on luck to attain their position, they earn it through life-and-death battles.

"General Song didn’t rely on luck. A while ago, he fought against traitors and got stabbed in the chest—he was close to losing his life."

Li Guifen’s face changed dramatically, and she asked anxiously, "Is he alright now?"

Seeing she was startled, the coachman hurriedly shook his head, "He’s fine, he’s fine, the wound is healing well."

Lin Han, carrying meat to the door, happened to hear his wife’s voice, thinking something had happened, he rushed over, "What’s going on, what’s going on?"

"They said Tingfan got stabbed in the chest a while back." Li Guifen couldn’t help but worry. Her daughter is pregnant, Tingfan is injured, and Aunt Song and them are getting older; there’s no one to take care of things.

Lin Han also became anxious, "Then let’s hurry up and go, skip the meal. Young man, we’ll take some food to eat on the road, and once we get there, I’ll treat you to a meal; I’m really sorry."

The coachman who hadn’t eaten breakfast: "..."

He got up and laughed, "It’s alright, it’s alright, I understand your great concern for the General."

Li Guifen and Lin Han hurried to the house to pack, Lin Sheng and the others were also worried and wanted to go and see. Lin Sheng said, "Mother, let me go and see, I’ll come back in a few days."

"I’ll go too," Lin Shan chimed in.

Li Guifen gave them a look, thought for a moment, and said, "If you leave, what about Guihua and the others?"

Mrs. Lin Wu helped to pack up, "Mother, don’t worry about us. There’s nothing at home, we’ll just stay in at night."

Lin Han wasn’t too comfortable with the idea, leaving two women at home indeed felt unsettling. After hesitating, he said, "Why not go together and come back in a few days?"

"That works, treat it like a little trip." Li Guifen nodded in agreement.

Mrs. Lin Xu and Mrs. Lin Wu’s eyes lit up. They had been in the village for days; who wouldn’t want to see the outside world? Mrs. Lin Xu hesitated, "Will it trouble my sister-in-law?"

"At worst, we’ll spend some silver to stay somewhere else."

Li Guifen, in a hurry, added, "Go pack quickly, Dashan, go bring Ping’er and An’er back."

And so, the Lin Family all headed to Lunan City.

By the time they arrived at the Song Family in Lunan City, it was already the afternoon of the third day.

The coachman grabbed a stool and yelled, then knocked on the courtyard door, which soon opened.

When Lin Qiao saw the Lin Family, she was instantly delighted, "Dad, Mom, big brother and sister-in-law, second brother and sister-in-law, come in quickly, you must be tired."

She wasn’t the least bit surprised at the arrival of Mrs. Lin Wu and Mrs. Lin Xu.

Mrs. Lin Wu and Mrs. Lin Xu initially felt a bit awkward, fearing their sister-in-law would find them troublesome. Seeing her friendly demeanor, they immediately felt at ease.

Li Guifen waved her hand, "Don’t mind us, watch the threshold, you’re so pregnant, be careful."

"Little Aunt, why didn’t you call us," Lin Ping pouted unhappily.

Lin Qiao couldn’t help but laugh and patted his head, "It’s indeed my fault, Xiao Ping, Xiao’an."

"Hehe, Little Aunt, is the baby going to come out soon?" Lin An, with a silly look, pointed at her belly.

Lin Qiao burst into laughter, "Not yet, there’s still half a year to go."

"It’s so slow?" Lin Ping asked in confusion.

Lin Qiao blinked and teased them, "Yes, growing slowly makes it look better."

Lin Ping gave an "oh," and said seriously, "It has to be as good-looking as Little Aunt, no, even better than Little Aunt."

"And Little Uncle too," Lin An quickly added.

Lin Qiao tried to imagine a blend of herself and Song Tingfan, but she just couldn’t picture it.

"Alright, you two chatterboxes, haven’t you talked enough on the way?" Mrs. Lin Xu, worried about disturbing Lin Qiao, scolded the two children.

Lin Qiao smiled, "Big sister-in-law, let them talk. I’ve had nobody to chat with these days and I’m getting bored."

It was no lie; the "villain" at home didn’t talk much.

Lin Han remembered something, took out a half tael of silver from his pocket, and handed it to the coachman, who quickly waved his hands, "General Song already paid when we came."

"Keep it, rushing over here left you without a proper meal." Lin Han insisted on giving it to her.

The coachman looked at Lin Qiao, who smiled and said, "Thank you for your trouble these few days."

"No trouble at all, General’s wife, I’ll be going now. Call me if you ever need anything." The coachman, feeling reassured, accepted it, then helped unload the carriage before leaving.

After entering the house, Lin Han just sat on the stool when he remembered something, stood up to rummage through the basket, and soon fished out a piece of pork. Meeting his daughter’s eyes, he honestly explained, "I originally bought it for the young man to eat. But upon hearing about Tingfan, we didn’t cook it. Unable to part with the few pounds of meat, we brought it along."

While speaking, he tested the pork and added, "It hasn’t gone bad, still edible."

"Then we won’t need to buy meat for lunch today." Lin Qiao took it over and hung it in the kitchen.

Not seeing Song Tingfan, Li Guifen became a bit anxious, "Where’s Tingfan?"

"He’s at the camp."

"Isn’t it harsh to go to the camp while injured?"

"It’s nothing serious anymore; the wound has scabbed over." Lin Qiao had just finished saying this when Song Tingfan came back.

He likely returned to see his in-laws.

The "villain" seemed to treat the Lin Family quite well, but ever since the incident at the brothel in her dreams, there had been no scenes.

"Mom was just talking about you, and you came back."

Song Tingfan glanced at her, then greeted Lin Han and Li Guifen, "Dad, Mom."

"Tingfan, are you feeling better?"

Seeing him standing well, Li Guifen felt much more at ease. A while back, she had a fortune-teller read her daughter and Tingfan’s fate and was told there was a major hurdle in these years. Overcoming it would mean many offspring and much happiness; failing to overcome it would result in separation by death.

This frightened her into having nightmares for several days, worried something would happen to her daughter and Tingfan.

Now that the hurdle was passed.

Amitabha.

Song Tingfan shook his head, "Mom, it’s nothing, I’m healed."

"That’s good, that’s good. You’ve lost weight, you need to eat more. I’ll buy a chicken later to stew for you." Li Guifen said with a smile.

"I’ve ordered food from the inn. Qiao’er, go put on another layer." Song Tingfan looked at the woman who was patting Lin Ping’s head and pursed his lips slightly, a little displeased.

Lin Qiao was already wearing three layers, she shook her head, "I’m not cold."

Song Tingfan pursed his lips again, then went into the room himself. Li Guifen tugged at Lin Qiao, scolding her with a glance, and whispered, "Tingfan means well, just wear it."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She whispered back, "Mom, your heart is leaning all the way to the horizon."

Li Guifen gave her a playful "glare," "You know it. Don’t be coy yourself; Tingfan got hurt."

Lin Qiao: "..."

She looked at Lin Han and complained, "Dad, Mom is nagging me."

Hearing this, Lin Han glanced at his wife, rubbed his nose, "Cough, wife, take a rest."

Li Guifen gave him a look, wanting to say something, but seeing Song Tingfan coming over, she refrained from speaking. It’s best to discuss such things privately, not in front of a son-in-law.

Otherwise, what if he bullies their daughter in the future?