Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 133 - 128: This Is Just Improvised on the Spot
Song Tingfan realized something, and his face flushed instantly. He hurriedly walked away.
But he didn’t go far, just a couple of steps away.
After a while, not seeing his sister-in-law coming out, he called out worriedly, "Sister-in-law?"
Lin Qiao, who was struggling to pull up her pants in the outhouse, "..."
"Just a moment."
It was really a bit embarrassing.
After a while, she leaned against the doorframe to come out, meeting the eager gaze of the young man, "..."
Song Tingfan walked over, squatted down, and carried her back to the house. After tucking her in with the quilt, he asked, "Sister-in-law, what do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you."
"Isn’t there some leftover dishes and rice at home? Just heat them up." Lin Qiao thought for a moment.
"The doctor said you should eat meat." Song Tingfan said seriously.
Lin Qiao was silent for a moment and then smiled warmly, "I like everything little uncle makes."
Song Tingfan shyly scratched his head, "Alright."
Before going out, he reminded her, "Sister-in-law, call me if you need anything."
"Okay." After Lin Qiao saw him leave the room, she winced softly.
There’s no anesthesia here, it must hurt.
It’s likely to hurt for seven or eight days.
She took a moment to recuperate, her mind racing — last time with the Ya Po incident, and this time with the hillside fall, they all happened to her.
Is it really a coincidence or are these events from the past life unchangeable?
She felt a little panicked, how would the events unfold next?
This is not a script, it’s more like impromptu performance at all times.
Her once calm heart felt a twinge of unease after the fall.
At this moment, a voice came from the courtyard, "Tingfan, don’t cook, come eat at our place, I’ll watch over Qiao’er."
It was Li Guifen’s voice.
The original parents were indeed very kind, Lin Qiao even felt a bit envious. Her parents were often traveling, and not likely to come home for days within a year.
They might not even know if she’s dead or alive now.
Thinking of this made her heart feel a little heavy, but it’s good this way, no need for them to cry over her.
Soon, Li Guifen came in carrying food, seeing her awake, "Daughter, you’re awake. Does it still hurt?"
"Not really." Lin Qiao shook her head, then pointed to a chair for her to sit.
"Of course it hurts, why weren’t you more careful walking? Your father and I were scared to death." Li Guifen handed her the food.
At this moment, Song Tingfan walked in, "Aunt Lin, I’ll watch over sister-in-law, you can go eat at home."
"You go eat, I’ll stay and watch, I’m not that hungry." Li Guifen softened her tone, afraid to scare him.
After Lin Qiao fell asleep, this child went to the kitchen and cried, she saw it when she went to fetch water.
"Aunt Lin, I want to stay with sister-in-law." Song Tingfan stood firm and didn’t move.
Being aware of the way of things, Lin Qiao deeply understood, "Mom, you go eat, Tingfan will watch me."
Li Guifen looked at the two of them, hesitated for a moment, and nodded, "Then I’ll bring a bowl of rice later, I’m taking Uncle Song and Aunt Song to eat now."
After a while, the courtyard door closed.
Inside the room
Lin Qiao handed the bowl and chopsticks to Song Tingfan, "Little uncle, you eat, I’m not hungry yet."
"I won’t eat." Song Tingfan shook his head without thinking.
The Lin family packed a lot of chicken, with two drumsticks, and Lin Qiao picked one for Song Tingfan, "Be good, eat with me."
"If you don’t eat, I’ll be angry."
This trick works every time, and Song Tingfan hesitated for a while before reaching out to accept it. Seeing her eat, he then started to devour.
As he ate, his eyes turned red, but fearing she’d notice, he lowered his head further.
Although Lin Qiao couldn’t see, she knew the child probably felt bad, but she didn’t bring it up.
Not long after, Lin Ping brought over a bowl of rice for Song Tingfan, then took out a paper packet from his pocket and placed it on the table, saying to Lin Qiao, "Here’s some flower cake, eat it if you’re bored. I’ll buy more when it’s gone."
"Second brother, take it back for your boys." Lin Qiao looked at his honest face, feeling a bit more genuine.
"They have plenty, don’t be reluctant to eat it, I’ll buy more if you finish it." Lin Shan paused for a moment and added, "Your sister-in-law asked me to buy it, she said sweets help with the pain."
The two daughters-in-law of the Lin family have good hearts, just some complaints bottled up inside.
Lin Qiao understood Lin Shan’s meaning, implying that Mrs. Lin Wu’s harshness was just a facade, hoping she wouldn’t hold any grudge, "Second brother, thank the second sister-in-law for me, once my legs are better, I’ll make something delicious for you guys." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Lin Shan grinned, "No need for good food. Just focus on getting your legs better, once you’re healed, your second brother will take you all to the town restaurant. This time the woodworking job paid quite well."
After exchanging a few more words, Lin Shan left.
Midway through eating, Lin Qiao couldn’t continue, there was too much food, "Little uncle, are you full? If not, I haven’t touched this half."
Song Tingfan knew his sister-in-law couldn’t eat anymore, he took the bowl and poured it into his own, eating heartily.
Suddenly, something touched his head, and the young woman’s voice said, "Little uncle, don’t overthink it, it wasn’t your fault, I insisted on going up the mountain with you."
"Okay." Song Tingfan nodded with his head down.
After finishing the meal, Song Tingfan brought in a bowl, and under his watchful eyes, Lin Qiao drank the herbal medicine in one go, afterward sticking out her tongue, "Little uncle, give me a piece of flower cake."
Song Tingfan hurriedly handed her a piece of flower cake, seeing her eagerness, he cautiously asked, "Sister-in-law, do you dislike the bitterness?"
"Not really, it’s just the medicine is bitter."
Lin Qiao ate the flower cake but her mouth was still filled with the taste of medicine. She lowered her head and stuck out her tongue again, and after feeling a little better, she raised her head to meet Song Tingfan’s direct gaze. She awkwardly coughed and changed the topic, "Little uncle, go back to your room and sleep."
"I’ll watch over you." Song Tingfan took the bowl and placed it on the table, then moved a chair to sit beside the bed.
Lin Qiao shook her head, "Little uncle, go back to your room and sleep. If I need you, I’ll call."
"No." Song Tingfan shook his head.
Lin Qiao: "..."
A while later, Song Qin and Song Rong returned, and hearing Song Tingfan wanted to keep watch, they both agreed, with Song Rong bringing over a quilt to cover Song Tingfan.
After staying for a little while longer, they left without disturbing Lin Qiao’s rest, returning to their own room.
Song Tingfan closed the door, turned around, and saw Lin Qiao shifting. He quickly went to help, and Lin Qiao pointed to the half of the bed she had cleared, "Little uncle, sleep here."
Originally she thought he would hesitate for a while, but he obediently nodded.
After getting onto the bed, Song Tingfan leaned over the edge of the bed like before, adjusting the quilt. They were very close, and Lin Qiao couldn’t help but swallow.
She hadn’t thought much of it before, but now being "pressed" below, well, it was a bit embarrassing.
But considering he was just a twelve-year-old child, that slight embarrassment went away.
...
Song An’s family visited the next afternoon. It seemed like they had just found out. Song An expressed some concern then left the room, aware that staying too long in a woman’s room might lead to gossip.
Just as he stepped out, Song Tingfan followed, "Big brother."
