Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 120 - 115: Holding Great Weight in the Villain’s Heart

Chapter 120: Chapter 115: Holding Great Weight in the Villain’s Heart

Li Guifen didn’t notice at all. Hearing that it wasn’t because of Zhang Dong, she sighed in relief, but then hearing that she wouldn’t remarry, her heart tensed up again, "Tingfan is a good kid, no doubt, but you’re still young, you can’t just spend your whole life in the Song Family."

"We thought that once Tingfan came of age, his parents would talk with him..."

Lin Qiao interrupted her, firmly saying, "No one treats me better than my uncle. I’ll stay with the Song Family, and when my uncle grows up, I’ll help take care of his kids."

"I know, dear daughter, you have a good heart since you were little, but you need to think about yourself too. What will you do when you get old? Your parents are still young and can take care of you now, but if we grow old, or pass away, we won’t be able to."

"What if Tingfan’s wife doesn’t want to take care of you?"

Ever since her daughter got married, Li Guifen thought about her every night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Not just her, Lin Han was the same.

Lin Qiao didn’t worry about whether Tingfan’s wife would take care of her. She just wanted Song Tingfan to live a normal life. As long as she stayed safe, everything else was manageable.

"Whether Tingfan’s wife takes care of me is her business. I just need to do my best to raise my uncle."

The two talked in the room for a while, then Lin Qiao went back to the main room and met Song Tingfan’s gaze. She pretended not to know he had been eavesdropping and gave him a gentle smile.

She then looked at the Lin Family members and said, "Stay here for lunch; I’ll go make it."

"No need, we’ll go back to eat." Lin Han didn’t want her to get too tired.

"It’s settled then, uncle, come with me to pick some vegetables."

Lin Qiao went back into the house, grabbed a basket, and waved at the stunned Song Tingfan.

Song Tingfan obediently followed.

The lush green vegetable garden was covered with accumulated snow. Just as Lin Qiao bent down to clear it away, Song Tingfan had already bent over and started clearing it, skillfully pulling up the mustard greens. After pulling two, he asked sensibly, "Sister-in-law, is that enough?"

"That’s enough." Lin Qiao nudged the scallion spot with her toe, then bent down to pull a few, stealing a glance at the young man’s expression. It was the same as usual, revealing nothing.

He actually kept it in.

...

The words from Song San’s couple deeply hurt the hearts of Song Qin and Song Rong’s parents; they were dispirited for days.

Song Tingfan was anxious and scared. His mother had passed away like this years ago, and he spent several nights watching over their room.

Lin Qiao thought this couldn’t go on, so she asked the old couple from the Wang Family to talk to them, helping them feel much better.

As for Song Tingfan, she spent two pieces of malt candy asking Tie Dan to "chase" him out to play since he wasn’t causing any trouble these days.

The snow had just stopped not long ago.

In the Song Family’s main room

A woman was doing embroidery in the main room when she suddenly heard a boy’s wailing, "Sister-in-law, Tingfan bullied me."

Zhou Tiedan ran in crying, wiping tears as he ran, seeming quite aggrieved.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao quickly set down her needlework, looked past him at Song Tingfan, who came in afterward, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

It was a stark contrast.

She turned her gaze back to Zhou Tiedan, "What happened?"

"I was playing kickball with Tingfan, and he never let me win. He won every time, and I’ve lost ten pieces of candy."

Thinking about the ten pieces of candy, Zhou Tiedan cried even louder; he might only get ten cents as holiday money, and now it all had to go to Song Tingfan.

Crying over a few pieces of candy as if he had been beaten, Lin Qiao couldn’t help but twitch her mouth, quickly smiling as she consoled him, "It’s alright, Tingfan won’t ask you for it, I promise."

"Really?" Zhou Tiedan, sobbing and short of breath, looked at her with teary eyes.

"Really."

Lin Qiao waved her hand and spoke to Song Tingfan, "Uncle, you won’t ask Tiedan for candy anymore, right?"

Assuming Song Tingfan would obediently agree, he pursed his lips and seriously said, "He lost to me. A man should keep his word."

"The teacher said, a man never goes back on his word."

Sister-in-law even gave two candies to Tiedan the other day...

Lin Qiao: "..."

Zhou Tiedan cried even louder, as if his mother had beaten him with a stick. Song Qin and Song Rong, who were talking at the Wang Family’s house, hurried back upon hearing the commotion.

Seeing Zhou Tiedan crying and Song Tingfan standing silently, Song Qin asked with concern, "What’s wrong, Tiedan?"

Lin Qiao glanced at Song Tingfan and explained, "Lost ten pieces of candy playing kickball."

She couldn’t let Tiedan keep crying, or others might think he was being bullied, so she quietly coaxed Song Tingfan by saying, "Be a good uncle, I’ll buy you candy."

Sister-in-law always cared about Tiedan, clearly, it was Tiedan who lost to him.

After all, he’s her sister-in-law, not Tiedan’s.

With this thought, Song Tingfan bit his lip in grievance but still nodded and left the main room to return to his own.

Lin Qiao: "..."

Why is he angry now?

She turned to console Zhou Tiedan, "Tingfan said he doesn’t want you to give it."

"Sister-in-law, I’m never playing with him again." Zhou Tiedan sniffled in grievance.

Lin Qiao was amused and patted him, "Don’t cry, Tingfan just doesn’t know how to talk; he really likes playing with you."

After much coaxing, she finally consoled Zhou Tiedan, giving him a few pieces of candy before he left.

Seeing Song Qin coming out from Song Tingfan’s room, Lin Qiao asked softly, "Is uncle upset?"

"Seems like it; I asked him, but he wouldn’t say."

Song Qin was amused, then smiled, "Qiao’er, you should ask him; he listens to you."

Lin Qiao nodded and entered the room, seeing him immersed in his book, "Uncle, are you upset?"

When he didn’t respond, she continued, "Today’s incident was unfair to you. Tiedan is an outsider. If he cried, what would Grandpa Zhou and the others think?"

Outsider?

Song Tingfan looked up at her, awkwardly asking for confirmation, "Tiedan is really an outsider?"

This question caught Lin Qiao off guard, and she realized he was actually jealous.

He really had a strong sense of possessiveness.

She sat by the bed, blinked, and said, "What else would he be? I’m family with you, uncle."

"Uncle, are you jealous? Do you think sister-in-law treats Tiedan better?"

She leaned closer, her eyes filled with laughter.

This was actually good, indicating she held significant weight in his heart.

Caught, Song Tingfan blushed, awkwardly shifting his gaze, but still nodded softly, "Mm."

Then he heard the woman’s soft laughter, which made Song Tingfan’s face turn redder. As she continued laughing, he couldn’t help but call out, "Sister-in-law."

"Silly..."

Lin Qiao blurted out "silly," realizing it was inappropriate, and quickly cleared her throat, saying, "Uncle, no matter how I treat anyone else, it won’t compare to how I treat you."

"Really?" Song Tingfan looked at her earnestly.

"Really."

Without thinking, Lin Qiao nodded. Song Tingfan carefully remembered her words once again.

Sister-in-law said no one would be treated better than him.

Sister-in-law treats him the best.

Lin Qiao didn’t realize she had already dug several "holes," "Uncle, tomorrow is the Little New Year, we need to grind the glutinous rice."

Song Tingfan’s mood lifted at once, grinning, "Sister-in-law, I’ll go grind it." With that, he rushed out excitedly.

Lin Qiao sighed again about how easy it was to console him, easier than a three-year-old.