People in the alley: A woman dressed as a man shouldn't be foolishly filial, Zhuang Chaoying

Chapter 408 The Lin Family Makes a Formal Visit

Lin Wufeng took the plate; he knew all too well what Song Ying meant by what she hadn't finished saying.

Over the years, they have maintained a close relationship with Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling's family. Now, the two children have developed a special bond, which makes Song Ying both happy and a little uneasy.

Lin Wufeng looked serious, indicating that he took this matter very seriously.

“Yes, when I went to see Teacher Zhuang yesterday, we talked it over, and Sister Ling also knows about Xiaoting and Dongzhe. We’ll go visit them today. Dongzhe is back, and the two kids have been together for so long. Now that we’ve all come clean, we’ll go over after dinner. We’ve already bought the gifts, haven’t we? It’s like we’re marrying off our daughter, or we’re getting married. We all know about this, so wouldn’t it be impolite not to say anything?”

Song Ying held up the cooked rice, looked at Lin Wufeng, and nodded.

"Yes, I'll listen to you. We'll be there in a bit. Dongzhe is back, and we'll go there as soon as possible. It also shows that we value Xiaoting and the two children."

Lin Wufeng smiled and nodded, then turned around and said, "I'll go call Dongzhe for dinner."

He walked out of the kitchen, went to Lin Dongzhe's room, and gently knocked on the door. "Dongzhe, get up and eat."

A moment later, the door opened, and Lin Dongzhe walked out sleepily, grinning. "Dad, I'm actually a little hungry." "Dongzhe, after we eat, let's go to your Aunt Huang's house together."

Lin Dongzhe paused for a moment, then understood and nodded: "Okay."

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Song Ying was carrying two sets of cosmetic gift boxes and two boxes of pastries.

Lin Wufeng was carrying two lively pheasants, which he had specially bought from the authentic wild game restaurant in Canglang Pavilion.

(Such wild game shops did exist before the Wildlife Protection Law was introduced in November 1988), and there were also two bottles of Moutai.

Song Ying glanced back at Wu Feng and Dong Zhe behind her, took a deep breath, and gently knocked on the door.

"Sister Ling, Teacher Zhuang!"

At that moment, Xiaoting, who had just finished dinner, was watching TV with sunflower seeds in her hand. Hearing the knock on the door, she put down the sunflower seed shells and got up. "I'll go open the door."

The door slowly opened, and Song Ying's face lit up with a smile when she saw that it was Xiao Ting who opened it. She couldn't help but reach out and touch Xiao Ting's cheek, calling out affectionately, "Xiao Ting."

Zhuang Xiaoting was taken aback when she saw the large pile of things they were carrying. She was a little confused, but then her gaze fell on Lin Dongzhe's mischievous face. She suddenly realized what was going on, her face turned red, and she quickly greeted them sweetly.

"Aunt Song, Uncle Lin."

"Hey, Xiaoting."

Lin Wufeng and Song Ying were overjoyed when they heard Xiaoting's clear voice; their smiles never faded from the moment they entered the room.

Just then, Pengfei walked over and greeted them warmly. "Uncle Lin, Aunt Song."

Lin Wufeng responded with a smile. "Hey, Pengfei."

Lin Dongzhe walked slowly behind, his eyes fixed on Xiaoting by the door, and the two stared at each other.

Pengfei couldn't stand the two of them being so lovey-dovey, so he quickly patted Dongzhe's arm and urged them, "Come inside, what are you looking at? Xiaoting won't get lost."

Hearing the noise at the door, Zhuang Chaoying quickly stood up from inside the house, walked briskly to the door, and greeted them warmly. "Engineer Lin, Xiao Song, come in quickly, come in."

As soon as Song Ying and her husband entered the house, they greeted everyone warmly. "Hello, Aunt Huang, Uncle Huang."

Lin Dongzhe followed closely behind. Although he was very familiar with this place, which he had visited countless times since childhood, he felt a little nervous because of his different status.

"Uncle Zhuang, Aunt Huang, Grandpa and Grandma."

Mr. and Mrs. Huang had only learned about Xiaoting and Dongzhe's relationship from Ah Ling at noon, so they weren't particularly surprised by the Lin family's visit today.

Huang's mother and her daughter, A-Ling, shared the same idea: rather than letting Xiao-Ting find a partner she didn't know well, it would be better to find Lin Dong-Zhe, a "little rascal" she grew up with, who knew her well and whose character she was familiar with.

"Hey, hey, Xiao Song, Xiao Lin, Dong Zhe, sit down quickly."

Mr. Huang stood up, smiling as he gently patted the arm of the Lin family's son next door. "Your son has good taste, you've taken a liking to our Xiaoting. Since you two are dating, let's hope it develops in a positive direction."

Lin Dongzhe nodded vigorously. "Thank you for your teachings, Grandpa. A great man once said that dating without the intention of marriage is just playing around. My ultimate goal is to marry Xiaoting."

Upon hearing this, Huang's mother and father couldn't help but laugh.

Huang's father thought to himself, "This little rascal is still as mischievous as he was when he was a child, but his words, though rough, are reasonable. Marriage is the natural result of love, giving love a definition and a name. This kid has quite a high level of awareness." He couldn't help but nod in approval. "Good."

At this moment, Huang Ling also stood up. "Song Ying, what would you like to drink?"

Seeing this, Song Ying quickly stepped forward to support her. "Sister Ling, we're not thirsty. Please sit down; you're feeling heavy."

Then he pointed to the pheasant by the door. "Wu Feng bought this yesterday, saying it's very nourishing for the elderly and pregnant women. There's also wine and snacks."

After he finished speaking, everyone stared at each other for a moment.

Zhuang Chaoying had experienced meeting her in-laws before, and although this time her role changed from the groom's parents to the bride's parents, she was still more experienced than Song Ying and the others, and was less flustered.

He stood up and warmly invited Lin Wufeng to sit on the sofa, then instructed Xiaoting to make a pot of tea.

A moment later, Xiaoting brought out the freshly brewed tea and gently placed it on the coffee table, saying sweetly, "Have some tea, Uncle Lin, Aunt Song."

"Thank you, Xiaoting."

Huang Ling looked at Lin Dongzhe, who had been so carefree at noon, now appearing so reserved. "Dongzhe, sit down quickly," she said, worried that Xiaoting and Pengfei, the two children, were too shy to listen to the adults talk about their relationship.

"Pengfei, take Xiaoting and Dongzhe to your room to play. Your Uncle Zhuang had someone bring back the game console from Hong Kong. Also, bring up the food."

Pengfei stood up and led the two of them upstairs, secretly lamenting that he was now a real third wheel. But in order to help his aunt keep an eye on the two of them, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go along with it.

Upon entering the room, Pengfei began fiddling with the game console.

Turning around, he saw Xiaoting carefully feeding Lin Dongzhe oranges, while Lin Dongzhe gently wiped Xiaoting's mouth with a handkerchief. He couldn't help but call out.

"What are you doing, sneaking around like that? Be careful, Lin Dongzhe, I'm still here."

Lin Dongzhe was eating an orange. "You do yours, I'll eat mine."

Pengfei simply went back to his own bed, watching the two people sitting on the edge of the bed interacting intimately. He thought to himself, "With me watching like this, how dare Lin Dongzhe be so bold?" "I'm done. I'm going to sleep."

Seeing this, Lin Dongzhe quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe his hands and covered his brother-in-law's eyes with a smile.

"Lin Dongzhe, with me here, you better behave yourself. Xiaoting, you're my sister, please help me."

Xiaoting smiled and sat up in a chair, watching the two of them bickering. "I'll side with what's right, not with my family."

Downstairs, in the living room.

Huang Ling looked at Song Ying, who seemed a little reserved, and said with a smile, "Song Ying, why aren't you saying anything? You're usually so energetic, why are you so reserved? I'm not used to it."