Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 111 - 106: Song Tingfan Is Stingy, Won’t Share His Good Sister-in-Law
Lin Qiao couldn’t help but chuckle, "You’re looking handsome today too."
Zhou Tiedan boasted, "Hehe, I’m wearing new clothes today."
As he spoke, he glanced at her, thinking that Song Tingfan’s sister-in-law had a smile as beautiful as a flower.
Song Tingfan was really stingy, not sharing such a nice sister-in-law even after giving him things to eat.
Off to the side, Song Tingfan was quietly sulking, those two candies were what he gave to his sister-in-law yesterday, and she gave them to Zhou Tiedan.
And his sister-in-law smiled at Zhou Tiedan.
He disliked Zhou Tiedan.
Really disliked him.
Lin Qiao had no idea of the teenage boy’s jealously, she looked at Zhou Tiedan’s clothes which indeed looked quite nice.
Unlike the short clothes typically worn in the village, it was a jacket on top and something similar to a skirt below, but much plainer and simpler than a girl’s skirt.
She thought of buying a set for Song Tingfan too, thinking he would look several times better in it than Zhou Tiedan, "Uncle, do you like it?"
"Don’t like it."
Song Tingfan said gruffly, then picked up the basket and walked away with a sprig of winter sweet flower in his hand.
Zhou Baoying chased after him, "Tingfan, don’t you want it? It’s really fun."
"I’m not playing, don’t follow me." Song Tingfan quickened his pace and soon left her behind.
Seeing that Song Tingfan wouldn’t play with her, Zhou Baoying felt a bit upset, pouting at her brother, "Brother, Tingfan won’t play."
"If he won’t play, then forget it. Here, have some candy." Zhou Tiedan thought it was because he had new clothes and Song Tingfan didn’t, that he was unhappy and left.
Just like he was before. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
Clearing away the previous gloom, Zhou Tiedan grinned endlessly.
Lin Qiao found the young boy’s behavior inexplicable, wondering why he seemed so grumpy when he was fine just a moment ago?
"Tiedan, I’m heading off now, come and play with Tingfan more often, I’ll make something delicious for you guys."
Sister-in-law called a few times, and Zhou Tiedan responded naturally, waving warmly, "Okay, thanks sister-in-law."
Not far away, Song Tingfan paused for a moment, feeling a blockage in his heart, then walked faster.
He decided not to sit next to Zhou Tiedan or help him find bird eggs anymore.
...
When Lin Qiao got back to the courtyard, she didn’t see Song Tingfan, so she asked Song Qin, "Has the little uncle not come back yet?"
"He’s back, in his room, Niu Niu said he doesn’t want to eat dumplings anymore."
Song Qin hadn’t seen Song Tingfan throw a tantrum for a long time, feeling a bit puzzled, she whispered, "What’s the matter?"
Lin Qiao shook her head, she didn’t know either, "I don’t know, he was fine when we bought the meat."
"Granny, don’t worry, I’ll go have a look."
Song Tingfan’s room wasn’t locked, she knocked a few times but got no response, so she opened the door and went in. The young boy was practicing calligraphy, sitting up straight.
She touched her nose, speaking softly, "Uncle? Uncle? Uncle?"
He didn’t respond after a few calls, so she called him another way, "Tingfan, Tingfan?"
Song Tingfan’s hand stopped, the stuffiness in his chest suddenly deflated, he seemed unable to ignore his sister-in-law.
Whenever his sister-in-law paid attention to him, he felt happy.
He lowered his head and made a sound of acknowledgment.
Lin Qiao stood beside him, bending down to look closely at him, blinking, and coaxed, "What’s wrong, Tingfan? Your little face is all scrunched up, it’s not handsome at all."
The warmth of her words touched his face, causing an unusual and ticklish sensation, making Song Tingfan’s body stiffen for a moment.
Seeing him motionless, Lin Qiao thought it wasn’t working, so she pondered for a bit and then "threatened" while blowing into her hands, "If you don’t talk, I’ll tickle you, aren’t you afraid of being tickled?"
He still didn’t move, and Lin Qiao: "..."
She reached out and gently tickled his waist, but unexpectedly, he reacted strongly, jumping up and bumping his head into her chin.
She staggered back in pain, trying to grab onto something but missed, and fell backward onto the ground.
Song Tingfan’s expression changed, reaching out to grab her, but the force pulled him down along with her weight.
He fell on top of her.
Two muffled "mmph" sounds.
After being bumped and pressed, Lin Qiao was truly in pain and at a loss for words, feeling like her whole body hurt.
He was really solidly built.
With a loud "thud", one could tell a fall occurred, Song Tingfan scrambled to get up, anxiously asking, "Sister-in-law, are you okay? Sister-in-law?"
Lin Qiao was in too much pain to speak, she waved her hand and eventually stood up with his help, rubbing her sore chest.
She caught sight of the flustered look in his red-rimmed eyes and, after a while, joked teasingly, "It’s okay, if I had known you were so ticklish, I wouldn’t have tickled you."
Almost got squashed to death on the spot.
"I’m sorry, sister-in-law," Song Tingfan said, looking guilty.
"No need to apologize, it’s nothing."
Lin Qiao paused for a moment, then added, "So you’re really not eating dumplings? I was planning to make egg dumplings for you, they’re delicious, with both the flavor of meat and egg."
She didn’t ask why he was upset because the child could be reserved, even if something was bothering him, he kept it to himself.
She assumed it might have been because there were a lot of people earlier, saying things she didn’t hear.
She couldn’t help but think again how the villagers talked too much, wishing she could sew their mouths shut.
However, the villagers ended up taking the blame for something.
With his sister-in-law coaxing him, Song Tingfan’s final bit of unhappiness faded away.
But he was still very angry at Zhou Tiedan.
He nodded, "I want to eat."
Finally coaxed him, Lin Qiao sighed in relief, "Then uncle needs to help out, go chop the meat filling."
"Okay." Song Tingfan nodded again.
...
In the kitchen
Unlike dumplings that could be boiled all at once, egg rolls needed to be carefully cooked one by one in an iron ladle, then steamed at the end.
After holding the spoon for a while, Lin Qiao’s hand started feeling weak, seeing this, Song Tingfan took over. Just as Lin Qiao was about to say he didn’t know how, she watched him skillfully start cooking.
This was the perfect moment to praise a good sister-in-law, she beamed, "Uncle, you’re so smart, you learn everything so quickly."
This wasn’t false, he really learned everything quickly, he even knew basic embroidery.
Song Qin and Song Rong sat on the bench by the stove watching the uncle and sister-in-law work, Song Qin said lovingly, "It’s good to learn more, so that in the future he can manage his own household well."
"Niu Niu will be thirteen after the new year, Granny will tell you a few more things, when you have your own family, you can’t rely on your wife for everything, the more you can help, the better, when your granddad was young, he often refused to let me do work, and would sulk if I insisted."
Even though times got tough later on, she never regretted marrying Song Rong.
On the contrary, she felt blessed.
Talking about family, Song Tingfan felt a bit shy, softly saying, "I won’t start a family, I want to stay with sister-in-law, granddad, and granny."
Song Qin and the others took it as childish talk, and Lin Qiao played along, teasing him, "Alright, then you’ll live with us forever, later on, don’t go crying and saying you want to get married." She couldn’t help but laugh after saying that.
Song Qin and Song Rong laughed along with her.
Song Tingfan was embarrassed and annoyed, "Sister-in-law, if you keep saying that, I’ll..."
"I’ll stop being nice to you."
